I wanted to pause my usual type of blog and take a moment to honor my father-in-law. Pete passed away last week from esophagus cancer.
I'm sure that, although he was imperfect like us all, he looked back and was very happy and content with how he lived his life. Scott and his siblings were overwhelmed in the days following his death with stories of how Pete helped so many people in ways big and small. He was incredibly generous in spirit.
He loved his family, his dogs, being busy, talking on his cellphone, helping people, drinking coffee, his Ukranian heritage, roadtrips, and he elevated negotiating/haggling to an artform. He was very traditional and a showman.
He completely adored his wife of nearly 45 years, Leigh.
I met Scott's family when I was 16, over 20 years ago, and I watched Pete mellow through the years as his fatherly responsibilities diminished and he could enjoy being silly with his grandkids. One of Pete's favorite jokes was to say, when I answered the phone, "Hello, it's your favorite father-in-law". It's one of those things that might make me roll my eyes on occasion, but I can tell you that I will sincerely miss never hearing that again.
I'm sure that, although he was imperfect like us all, he looked back and was very happy and content with how he lived his life. Scott and his siblings were overwhelmed in the days following his death with stories of how Pete helped so many people in ways big and small. He was incredibly generous in spirit.
He loved his family, his dogs, being busy, talking on his cellphone, helping people, drinking coffee, his Ukranian heritage, roadtrips, and he elevated negotiating/haggling to an artform. He was very traditional and a showman.
He completely adored his wife of nearly 45 years, Leigh.
I met Scott's family when I was 16, over 20 years ago, and I watched Pete mellow through the years as his fatherly responsibilities diminished and he could enjoy being silly with his grandkids. One of Pete's favorite jokes was to say, when I answered the phone, "Hello, it's your favorite father-in-law". It's one of those things that might make me roll my eyes on occasion, but I can tell you that I will sincerely miss never hearing that again.
