Peter Begin

Last Call... March 26, 1976

you looked like Diablo the night we met
with Charles Manson hair could i ever forget
Brooklyns's jagged edge could barely disguise the gentle soul, the loving heart, the warmth inside
you were the amber glow in the morning haze
the blinding shine in our yellow days
and i love you...i love you the first time i saw you and i always will love you
as the summer sun still loves the rain - did it soften the blow
did you call...

Ray,

From a quote I recently read - "Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal." Peter had so much love to give that those who were fortunate enough to know him were witnesses to that fact.
I truly miss the Cherryhurst days! So many memories of the dogs, the walks around the park, the long conversations on the front stoop, the laughter, the drinking and just good friends!
Thank you for sending pictures of Peter. I will cherish...

Dear Ray,
So many wonderful memories of Peter & Cherryhurst park. He found my sweet dog Lucy in the mud and forever became her godparent. She even managed to wag her tail for him when we came by to say goodbye on her last trip to the vet. He always had a laugh & a hug for me no matter how bad his day was. You both are dear friends & I will always treasure our times together. He will be missed & I am deeply sorry for your loss.
Love
Susan

Dear Raymond, What a great guy your Peter was! Your relationship with him left both of you with plenty of love and laughter to share with your friends. It spilled over to a lot of people. I hope and believe that those good times will sustain you in the years to come. Shirley Redwine

Raymond, Peter will live in our hearts because we had the good fortune to know him personally and because so many grew to know him through your beautifully written tribute and story of Peter. My prayer is that the hurt will heal soon and the many wonderful memories will bring laughter and smilies to your life. I loved sharing a little of both with you yesterday. Thank you.

Dear Peter, I valued our friendship so much. No matter whether we had seen each other an hour before or a it had been a year we always would pick up our conversation where we left off, never wondering what to say next. I will always remember and cherish the door bell ringing and you with your special cake and flowers every time I visited Houston. I'll miss you very much, Peter.

Dear Peter,
You are a nice man and I won't forget about you becase you were a kind man and nice to me. When I go to your house you always ask me what do I want to drink. Peter, I won't forget about you. We always love you. I know you feel beter now, you dont feel no pain. Peter you always cared about all of us. Peter we will miss you. R.I.P FOREVER.

Raymond,

Does this picture make me look fat? Well, I was never one pound over weight, it was just my short legs. Just want you to know, I have found Peter, and he is adjusting fine in the Astral Dimension. Look for us in the breeze when there is none, and you will know we were there. If there is a ripple in still water, no stone was tossed and no wind did blow....smile and say hello.

Your friends from the other side,

Wrapping our love around you!!

Oh, this is picture is for Raymond!!

I know you loved me too.

Thank you Raymond!!

Your friend for ever!!