Peter Eichenberger

Peter, you will be missed! I will never forget the young teenager who used to squeeze into the cubbyhole of my mom's vw to go with us on all our adventures in high school, including Fluff Coleman's trial for littering the Raleigh Christmas parade in 1969! I will miss your blog. You really made me think! Janice Vuncannon Sears

Peter, we are better people for knowing you! i can't believe you are gone so soon. You are the most unique person i've ever met and i am blessed to have known you. i have so many fun memories of you and you will be missed greatly. the daytona gang will never be the same without you!!

Peter you were one cool dude, we will miss you very much!

yet another picture of Peter

another picture of Peter

I was invited to Oaklana farm in Bertie County to test drive a bed and breakfast menu. I attended as a friend of a friend and had not previously met any of the other guests. Peter, one of the helpers, was my first acquaintance on this bitter cold weekend. His stories captivated me and as the weekend progressed, I was swept into a world that Gertrude Stein, or Alice B. Toklas, or Thornton Wilder might have enjoyed. There was a dog in a fez, and Peter in his smoking jacket, and very snappy...

I remember the day I first met Peter Eichenberger.
It was in the cafeteria at Daniels Junior HS.
It was the day after the Kent State Massacre.
Peter was sitting at a table by himself eating his lunch out of a brown paper bag.
He wore a black armband.
I had finished my lunch and was returning my tray. Instead of returning to my table I walked up to him and made a comment about the horrible tragedy. He looked up and responded in kind. I pulled up a chair...