PETER ROSE

It´s virtually impossible to believe that it´s been five years since Pete left us here without him. He was back then, and remains now, one of the most memorable people I have ever met, and I´m grateful I had the opportunity to spend time with him. He was, to put it mildly, a true original. Would surely like to be able to magically gather at a big DC party with Pete and his families (all of them) while he held forth on the subject of November 2024. I bet he´d wipe the floor up with those who...

Still think about you from time to time. So many great memories......

I lost a great friend. Someone who took me under his wing so I could strive to do better on Capitol Hill and beyond. Pete Rose you'll be missed by a lot of us who knew you. Hopefully you're somewhere playing Stones tunes on your guitar, drinking a Guinness and having a shot of Jameson's chilled. RIP brother, I'll see you on the flip side.

I am sorry that I will not be in Virginia for Pete's homecoming. He was an amazing person. Pete and I were young and foolish in 1980's Washington DC.

Before becoming a great consumer of his beloved Guinness, he was a young Hill staffer who was making ends meet as a bartender at my neighborhood watering hole, the American Cafe on Mass Ave. A lot of fun excursions were planned across that little bar. Trips to the track, a Rolling Stones concert, outings to bars where other friends...

In my first memory of my cousin Pete, he looked like a little chick, a sweet, tow-headed wonder. We were at our grandparents' house out on Long Island. Years later (probably in the early to mid/eighties), he, his brother Paul, and I got together one night in Washington and went out on the town. I seem to recall that Pete was in his college days. We had a great time and laughed a lot. He was a lovely child and a dashing and hopeful young man; when I had the opportunity to see him again in...

I will miss Pete. Like so many others, I loved his humor. As the owner of the Quarterdeck, I got to see a lot of Pete. He went out of his way to mentor some of the young folks who worked there. Mark Carpenter comes to mind. Pete always had an encouraging word for all. Our friendship covered over 20 years. As we got older, and he married, we were phone buddies. I rode down in the limo many times on the phone. I will miss his calls. He always started with : " Captain, my Captain ". I missed the...