While there was no carpentry, masonry, building or electrical problem, structural or cosmetic, DIY or professional, that Peter couldn’t figure out and fix, when it came to plumbing, Peter was drowning.
During our years together, kitchen sinks, washing machines and overflowing water beds all got the better of him. His ability to laugh at himself, while sitting in puddles of water, and appreciate humor in the only home repair he couldn’t resolve without issue was delightful. I still laugh remembering Sarah, Rachel, Naomi and Rachel Anne all running to get every towel in the house when he drained the washing machine onto the laundry room floor and his head (he was under the washer at the time!).
I’m saddened to learn of his too early passing and send condolences to the entire family.