Saturday, January 8, 2011
The last time I saw Petie, I was taking him to the train station to go to Philly. It was in June. He and I had a good conversation, taking in things across the time we had spent together in our lives. He was part of my life for 33 years, longer than a lot of relationships. He was on the hiring committee for my first real job. I always thought he hated me at that interview, but as I went up the ladder successfully he always took credit for the original hire. He liked to put on the bad boy image, but he didn't have the heart to carry it off all that well. I had the pleasure of being in the immediate circle when he had Jillian, and later Lindsey. They were the first two babies in my life. He loved all three of his kids, they always came first, and he was prouder of you all than anything else. We listened to Warren Zevon's last album on that trip. It's titled "Life will kill ya'". Although he was dodging a lot of truth telling about his health,he knew what was ahead, and the cuts about the doctor talking to the patient & the title song made him laugh anyhow. He saw the irony in it. There are some people that come into your life and you aren't half as good without them. Petie is one of them for me.
