Peter Quandt

We used to get together pretty often in the 60s when Pete lived in Wisconsin. Petes father Uncle Val was one of the best harmonica players and because of him I started to play harmonica. Petes mother Aunt Faye was big in arts and she used to talk about it.
I visited Pete and his family in NYC when Uncle Val had come to NYC in the 70s. Even though we did not get together after the 70s, we were still in contact.

I wasn't lucky enough to work with Peter. I grew up with him in Hartford, Wisconsin in the 1950s. I'm sure I was in classes with him before the 4th grade, but my first real memory of him was playing baseball at recess. I was chubby and slow, so I was catching. He was at bat...lefty. It didn't occur to me that I had to move to my left in order to catch a when a lefty was at bat. His follow-through caught me on my right cheekbone. I immediately had swelling that closed my right eye. Of...

Offering our deepest condolences during this time.

My heartfelt condolences to Peter's family. I feel enormously enriched for having crossed paths with him. To know him was to love him. Peter was a unicorn of a man with a rare 10/10 on integrity, business acumen, humor, and charm. And still he was an implausibly mellow and humble guy. I never glimpsed a hint of his ego. He had an uncanny knack for distilling complex business challenges down into a simply articulated essence, and making the road to success an intellectually invigorating...

Peter was a life-changing mentor to me and to many others in the Oakstone Publishing organization. When he purchased Educational Reviews Inc., we expected changes from this New Yorker coming to Birmingham, AL, and we got them. His business acumen, his direct marketing expertise and his insistence that we achieve at the highest levels all helped to create a much larger, more successful company, and we all benefited. I treasure the time spent in his company. God bless the family.

In loving memory of a wonderful person. From an old work colleague and friend. Rest In Peace.