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Tony B'
Social climber
Boulder
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Aug 16, 2007 - 09:40pm PT
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Dear Molly,
I learned about Pete Monday night and found Terri’s posting soon after that. Each day since, I’ve returned to this thread hoping that other people’s words might help me find my own way to express my feelings and thoughts for you and Avery. It’s been a long while since I saw you and Pete last (Christine’s memorial?) and even that time and distance doesn’t seem to have softened the sadness or loss I’ve been feeling—the slightest echo of what you must be feeling.
Even though Pete and I began our work at NOLS at roughly the same time, we never worked in the field together, and I never got to know him well. What I remember about Pete from time I shared with him in-town or at the RMB before or after courses was this:
I remember the first time I met him my first thought was something like “This guy Pete, seems like a pretty nice guy; a little goofy maybe, but a nice guy.” I remember thinking that he always seemed to have a smile on his face and wondering what he was so darned happy about. Looking back, I think this was probably an optical illusion. I do remember him smiling a lot, but I also remember Pete being serious or curious or puzzled. I think he had a lightness of spirit and just a joy of being with people that could make it seem like he was smiling when he really wasn’t. I remember that his laugh would catch me a little off guard—surprising because I’d find myself laughing with him even if a moment before I wasn’t especially seeing the humor in the situation. I remember thinking that he was as comfortable in his own skin as anyone I’d ever known.
I didn’t know Pete as a dad, but it takes no effort for me to imagine that he was absolutely excellent at it. I’m so sad for Avery, but also really happy that as she grows up, she’ll be surrounded by people who loved and cared about Pete so deeply—in ways that are going to allow her to continue to get to know and discover new things about her dad for years to come.
Molly, I’m so sorry. Know that you, Avery, and all of Pete’s friends and family who have been suffering this week, you have been and will continue to be in my thoughts.
With love and sadness,
Tony Barreiro
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MWhite
Social climber
Lander
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Aug 16, 2007 - 10:37pm PT
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A FEW MORE DETAILS FOR THE SERVICE
Pete’s service will begin as close to 3 pm as possible.
Please arrive with enough lead time to park, make a name tag, drop off food and walk to the service location
Drinks will be available prior to service; food will be served after the service
Music will begin as the eating winds down. As Michael Cheek succinctly said: Of course there's not enough time in a single weekend to celebrate a life as big and vibrant as Pete's, but we'll do our best.
You are welcome to stay and enjoy the camaraderie as long as you care to.
And please, please PLEASE take the time to visit the memory room and drop off photos and write your own tales on how Pete was an inspirational figure in your life. Our stories, rich with details of Pete’s adventurous spirit, compassion, intellect and humor will be a lasting legacy for Avery.
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Melissa Gray
climber
Lander, WY
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Aug 16, 2007 - 11:18pm PT
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Dear Avery,
I was so sad to hear about your Dad's accident. I want you to know that even though I won't be at the North School next year I will still be your friend. If you ever need a buddy to read stories or just to hang out with you can always ask me.
love, Zach
Dear Molly,
We are so infinitely sad to hear of Pete's accident. We are far from Lander right but please tell Avery we will release some flowers for Pete into the Pacific as we remember him so that the ocean can carry part of his spirit, too.
We will think warm happy thoughts and smile through our tears.
Love, Melissa and Tony
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MWhite
Social climber
Lander
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Aug 16, 2007 - 11:19pm PT
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It's hard to think of memories of Pete. Of course that's due to my immense sadness, but also due to the fact that I knew Pete primarily as part of a synergistic being known as Petenmolly, or alternately Mollynpete (admittedly, there were times I got dyslexic and they were Metenpolly.)
Pete and Molly were a dynamic duo of athleticism, hospitality, adventure, and community. I mean come on, who ELSE but Petenmolly would climb the Guide's Wall when Molly was 6 months pregnant?!?!
And then they became the terrific trio with the addition of Avery, and it was love at first sight for Pete. Pete made parenting look so easy. I guess it's because for him it WAS easy-- he was smitten with Avery every step of the way and he loved being a dad. Being a dad was a role tat allowed Pete to wrap together so many of his interests and talents: teaching, mentoring, love of the natural world, exploration, creativity, finding and creating joy.
I do though, have a few memories of Pete to share as highlights of his indomitable sense of humor.
Several years ago, a group of us Lander gals were getting together for a ladies evening. A coworker heard about this and dubbed it a "skirt party." We liked that, so in addition to good food and copious amounts of wine, we all wore skirts. A couple hours later, while we were having a marvelous time, the phone rang. It was the guys who were left behind, who had gathered at the house Mollynpete were renting. They were bored out of their minds and begged, 'please, couldn't we join you?' We caved in and said OK, but reminded them it was a skirt party, so they had to wear skirts if they wanted to be let in.
About 30 minutes later, apparently after Pete lead the charge into Molly's half of the closet, Pete and a group of guys showed up dressed in skirts. Pete thought it was hilarious that all these tough climbers were strutting around in Molly's clothes. I am not sure what Molly's opinion about that was (although she did comment that some of them looked better in the outfits than she did).
I hope someone has photos from that party to bring to the service.
A few of us found out a couple of Thanksgivings ago, while at the West Yellowstone ski camps, that Pete didn't quite have the knack for precise skate skiing. As we were being sorted for lesson groups by skating V2 alternate, the teaching staff watched Pete ski by and said, "We have no idea what on earth that skiing technique is. It's obviously effective because he's cruising, but we've never seen that before." Pete was put into the other group, and since we had all watched Harry Potter the night before, we teased him about having been sorted into the Slytherin lesson group. He just laughed his Pete cackle, cried out something about Lord Voldemort, and skied off at lightning speed doing what has come to be known as The VAbsolon.
On a more serious note, I so admire Pete's ability to be gracious with everyone, to be graceful in all actions, to be curious and full of wonder and appreciation, to be thoughtful, to be humble, to be generous, to be genuine.
Pete was a gem of a human, and I am grateful to have witnessed his love of life, of Molly, of Avery. I think we all stood a little taller, smiled a little longer, and loved a little better because we were influenced by Pete.
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climbluedog
Trad climber
AZ
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Aug 17, 2007 - 01:40am PT
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Gratitude to Molly and Avery and Pete for a shared evening of climbing, a good meal and great conversation a few short days before Pete was gone- I felt like an old friend, and we had just met that day!! Sigh.......Lisa E.- CA/AZ
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Scott Kane
climber
Lander, WY
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Aug 17, 2007 - 04:40am PT
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Dearest Molly and Avery,
Words to describe my sadness at the loss of my very good friend are slow to come. Your loss of father and partner is more than anyone should need to bear.
I have come to treasure my time with Pete more and more with the passing of the years. Each time I was with him there was some surprise, some new opinion, a different angle on something I took for granted. I always looked forward to hearing his view on a new topic.
The three of you have been a role model to our similarly constructed family. Michelle and I often note your adventures and say "hey, we should be out doing that too". You are so warm, so devoted, so welcoming, so fun to be with.
Avery, I think you know it already but you have an incredible pair of parents. You had the great luck not only to get two incredible people as a mom and dad but to get two incredible people who loved being with each other. With your dad gone your mom will be even more important in your life. Remember that you need to take care of her too.
I lost my father a long time ago. After his death I figured his influence in my life had come to an end. I was wrong though. It has been twenty years now but I still keep his memory close, wonder what advice he would give at difficult times and imagine what it would be like for him to be looking on in happy moments. He is never far away, even after a lot of years.
Avery and Molly, please know that you are part of our family, that you are welcome in our home and our life at any time. We want and expect that you will share your joys and sadnesses with us. I will miss my brother Pete but keeping you two close will help.
I love you both,
Scott
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Mary Absolon
climber
Edina, Minnesota
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Aug 17, 2007 - 05:13am PT
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It is early in the morning and us Absolons spent the night in Denver before making our way to Lander. I can't sleep and just had to come to this blog site. The stories are comforting to know my brother's life - hearing the stories/experiences are the best and just bring smiles to our face. Thanks to everyone.
We all ate dinner last night together and toasted our dear brother/son/uncle Pete. Pete's nephew, Chris Herber, back from Alaska NOLS course is telling Alaska stories and about the great NOLS experience. Pete is smiling.
Our dear family friend and personal friend of Mom's, Frances Perry Finney, is with us. She said, "I had to be here." She said she would forgive Pete even though he was a Duke fan!
We are overwhelmed with this out pouring of support and thank you from our hearts for all you are doing for our families.
Mary, Pete's sister
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hasbeen
Trad climber
Lander, WY
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Aug 17, 2007 - 10:24am PT
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To those of you who have posted memories and encouraging words of love and humor on this site: thank you. Molly, later joined by her sister Ann, have pored over the entries at our house - sometimes several times a day, always before going to bed, always crying, always appreciative.
Molly is nothing short of terrified that Avery will forget Pete. Your efforts help to allay her fears - and who wouldn't want to. She is such a class act - swiftly switching from sweat drenched biking or running or riding clothes to a skimpy cocktail dress, freshly showered and beautiful. Pete openly loved her so. So do we.
Perhaps to protect my heart, I am choosing to focus on the funny side of Pete - like his incredulous and amused expression while crouching on the roadside by his and Molly's Prius on a return trip from our final trip to White Pine. A BUNNY had just taken a dinner platter sized chunk out of the car. We couldn't stop laughing.
Molly - you will always be our dear friend, and Avery - Emma and Zoe will always be your sisters. Forever.
Maggie
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Joe Hepp
Social climber
Kennebunkport ME
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Aug 17, 2007 - 10:45am PT
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Molly and Avery-I never had the pleasure to meet your loving husband and father, but sure wish I had!!!My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
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Dirtboy
Social climber
Cortez, Colorado
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Aug 17, 2007 - 11:52am PT
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I'm not a climber anymore, just a old climber with bad knees turned boater. I have had the gift to know Pete for all the years him and Molly lived in Lander and worked for NOLS. To know Pete was a gift. His smile warmed you, his grin made you wonder what was going on in his mind; something mischievous for sure. There was no kinder man.
One day, a few years ago, I went up to Sinks Canyon after work with a friend to climb Gunky, a beautiful 5.8 classic. There was Pete already on the climb, soloing up then down, with the grace of a artist. For Pete, probably some exercise or just the love of being on the rock.
There will be a void in all our hearts now without Pete; especially in Molly's and Avery's heart. We who knew him can find the joy of once knowing him and that he will be remembered in our hearts and minds forever.
Larry
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BMorley
Social climber
Boulder
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Aug 17, 2007 - 12:21pm PT
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Dear Molly and Avery,
I am so glad I saw you in Boulder a few weeks ago with Pete. I have some special feelings about the three of you that I hold close from your short visit. I never of course guessed that visit would come to mean so much.
I know Pete, Molly and Avery because my husband, Andrew, is a college friend of Molly’s. Pete and Molly long ago took Andrew and me for “a little hike” that turned out to be our first climbing experience in West Virginia. You were great teachers and motivators, turning that little hike into what I thought was quite a climb. Years later, in Wyoming, you two taught our three boys how to climb. Little Avery looked on happily as her mom and dad gave themselves to our boys.
As it happened, Andrew took the boys to Michigan a few weeks ago, so I was able to host Peter, Molly and Avery for a short night before Molly did the triathlon in Boulder. Because it was just the four of us, I got to see just what a great family the three of you have. Having all boys, it was a delight being around a little girl.
That Saturday evening, I was struck by how much fun both of you were having as parents to Avery. Pete clearly loved seeing Avery in her play as much as he loved climbing. He told me one story of Avery’s trying out for a play and not being chosen. As Pete told me, on the way home, he cried. Avery, of course, was fine.
What is so clear to me is that Pete will be missed in so many ways. What I saw in both of you in that visit is a lot of Pete. Molly, you are strong and capable and have so many talents; I know that Pete was with you riding up that hill during the triathlon just as he will be with you tomorrow and next year. He’ll be with you through Avery’s many accomplishments and her disappointments. I think I told you in Boulder how much of Pete I see in Avery already; her smile, her look. She’s determined and smart and will probably have much of Pete’s fearlessness.
With fond memories of Pete and lots of love and hugs,
Becky
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Tim Lindholm
Social climber
Snowmass, CO
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Aug 17, 2007 - 01:46pm PT
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Molly...Hi, trying to lift my heart up this morning, got to keep it shining towards those mountains, towards you and Avery and Pete. I feel sad and sorry, but all I need to do is think of your bright smile and Pete's sexy grin to remind me what happiness looks like, all the time, right now. Here are a few memories that continue to insprire me and make it hard not to keep looking back.
I first met Pete in July 1990 through your stories under the Thelma fly. Stories you told while you, Hodge, Wally, and I worked that course in the Bighorns. Who was this lucky man who inspired you to smile so big, who inspired you to tell us glowing stories about how he won your heart? I can still remember your road head fever, your fever to get out of the field and back to this man.
Pete was such a big part of my time at NOLS. Later that fall I worked with Pete in Nevada at Lehman caves. He was so patient, so goofy, so proficient, so fun. You instantly knew this was someone you could trust, someone you wanted to spend time with, someone who could show you how to rap into a cave off the front axle of the truck, someone who kept talking about Molly.
Then the winter came, and I got to camp and ski with both you and Pete in the Wyoming Range. Everyone was checking you two out, at least I was. Can you be married and have this much fun too? In any weather, during any face plant, Pete was so stalwart, funny, patient with you, "unflappable" as Phil noted.
Finally, there was the climbing. The climbing world is full of very accomplished, solid, experienced practitioners. Pete is all that and more, he was a model for how to teach climbing, how to included it in your life. He was a mentor to me. He could take three students up almost anything before lunch. He balanced confidence, strength, and almost unbridled enthusiasm with uncompromising attention to safety, restraint, and respect for the natural surroundings.
I am a lucky man to have had my time in Wyoming so full of Absolons. Thank you Pete for those indelible nuggets of life. I refer to them often now with two boys also wild for the mountains, for adventure. I trust that Avery's countless days in and outdoors with her dad will remain indelible too.
Heartfelt love to you Molly, Avery, Steve, and family,
Tim
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emilie
climber
colorado
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Aug 17, 2007 - 01:46pm PT
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Dear Molly and Avery,
I don't have any great stories to share, but after reading these postings I truly regret that. I knew Pete as a co-worker at NOLS, but from afar. I was in the finance department and we interacted occasionally in meetings and on various budget and financial issues. During those infrequent interactions my impressions of Pete were always positive and he was definitely someone that I wished to know better. He always seemed to have such integrity and I couldn't help but notice the respect that others had for him- he just seemed like such a joyful spirit.
Working at NOLS and living in Lander for so many years, I was also aware of the strong bond between the two and then the three of you. It was something you didn't have to witness up close- it was obvious even from a distance. As others have mentioned there has always been a glow of happiness and love that surrounds you all.
I am so very sorry about this tragedy and Pete's death and I send you much love and heart healing energy.
Emilie
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scott smalley
climber
boston
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Aug 17, 2007 - 03:48pm PT
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Dear Molly,
Very sad to learn of Pete's passing. I was the young instructor- Pete the seasoned climber that sat me down the night before my first lead with students in the Winds on my first mountaineering course in 1992. Without pretense, or reproach, he asked about my experience, my technique for rope management, my decision if the weather turned foul. He was deciding, could I trust him with students. He then so nicely laid out suggestions for the "what ifs". With tact and skill, he instructed me on improvements to my student management, offered a new way to rope up the students on the belay ledges, reviewed the rack I had choosen, pulling out a few pieces and adding some extras.
He was from then on, to be a mentor that I could trust and someone I turned to for friendship and advice. Later in the course, I pulled a rock loose on lead with students. It landed on my foot and broke my toe. Pete organized the evac, directed the students in building a litter. All the while, never judging me, saying this was a great learning experience for the group. They had the litter ready and someone suggested to test it. Instantly, the student in the litter fell to the ground, surrounded by pieces of sticks, backpack frame parts and webbing. A huge smile crossed Pete's face. "Okay, lets try again-this time with more webbing".
As I progressed in my training as an instructor, Pete was there for guidance, advice and humor. Offering his mountain skills with that innate sense of good judgment and decisive decision making. A foundation for how to instruct and lead a group was laid down on that course that lasted me for many years, and I hope was passed on to my students. Pete's impact was wide. His talents are now in all of us that spent time with him. May you cherish these memories, and continue to build new ones with those that love him.
My thoughts are with you on the day of celebration,
Scott Smalley
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rogeryim
climber
nelson bc.
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Aug 17, 2007 - 04:14pm PT
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It is always hard to come back from an extended time in the wilderness and find out news of a friend and mentor's passing.
First it is shock, then it is sadness and the endless questioning of why and how come. I have great sorrow and understanding for Molly, Avery and all the friends and family that surrounded Pete's life.
My parents taught me a person can be judged by three things. There dedication to work, the joy for life and above all the love they give to their loved ones.
Pete was a hero and mentor of mine in all of these things. He would spend time with me coaching and giving advice on the struggles of work and life. He would listen and always work hard to find a solution. For eight years he has been a role model for me as a loving parent, climber and a true leader at his workplace.
Before I got on plane for Alaska I joked around with pete. He had a few quick remarks about Canadians and why I wasn't canoeing, skiing or playing hockey. I helped him with using a bear fence since he was going out in the field for a few days to fill a hole in staffing. After some more banter Pete looked at me and said a whole hearted thanks for working this summer and I responded with appreciation of the leadership he was going to bring to the RMB. I wished I could have said more....but you never realize how finite life is till someone we care and love for leaves.
I am sure wherever Pete is....he would want us to have joy, work hard in all our passions and ultimately love the people we care about.
On sunday I hope it can be a time for support, care and a celebration of a wonderful and loving father, friend and colleague.
My heart goes out to all those who have cared and loved Pete.
yours.
roger
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Molly Absolon
climber
Lander, Wyoming
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Aug 17, 2007 - 05:31pm PT
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Once again I'm at the computer reading these posts. It's kind of an addiction I guess but it helps me. Thanks to everyone for the calls, the posts, the flowers, the fairies and special flowers for Avery, the food, the toilet paper, the recycling runs, everything....
And most of all thanks for the memories.
Scott Smalley, I remember that winter course we all worked. Do you recall that night you were in the kitchen qhinzee cooking while Pete, Greg C and I lounged in our bags throwing our bowls down the tube for seconds until you finally lost it and said something about not being our short-order cook? I can still picture Greg with the radio antenna on his teeth insisting it gave us better reception while we listened for a game or whatever it was we were trying to hear to keep us entertained.
And I have to smile when I think of those of you who talk about Pete's goofy haircuts, his dorky workout outfits, and the funny way he danced—he just didn't care what people thought about that kind of stuff, you know? He was so in his skin, so unaffected by what others thought of him, so focused that sometimes it drove me bonkers— most of the time it drove me to be better, to try harder, and to live each day to its fullest.
So now I am staring at this blank thing called the future wondering how to carry on his legacy and live it to its fullest without him. It's hard...I loved him more than I ever knew.
But you all are helping me.
molly
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Andy Blair
climber
Lander
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Aug 17, 2007 - 07:13pm PT
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Hi Avery,
This posting is for you, just in case I don't get to share this information with you or you come back to read these postings some time in the future.
Your Dad was one of my best friends. He was one of the best guys I have ever known. I know that isn't news to you but I just wanted to let you know how I felt.
He and I worked and played together for over a decade. As another friend of ours put it, your dad was always willing to carry the heaviest pack or lead the hardest pitch and he was always psyched about whatever he was doing. He motivated us all to push ourselves and do our best. He showed us how to handle adversity with a smile on our faces and an open mind.
I watched him for years in challenging office jobs around NOLS. He had an amazing ability to smooth over conflicts while making people feel that their concerns had been heard. He took feedback remarkably well and managed people better than just about anyone I know.
I will never forget him. He gave me a lot. If you ever need a hand with anything just give me a call. I owe him.
Andy
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Jacki Klancher
climber
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Aug 17, 2007 - 07:36pm PT
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While it is impossible for any one person to attempt to sum up the life of another, the input of hundreds of people brings together the complex pieces of the puzzle that is a life. This life: lived to its fullest, filled with love for Molly and Avery, joy for friends and an appreciation for anything physically challenging will be a presence so sorely missed.
Pete was with Andy and I shortly after we had met, and the night before we left for the field to work a course in the Canyons. Pete had decided that he needed to lay it on pretty thick when describing the virtues of his buddy Andy. “Listen to that guy,’ he said, “what other guy is going to know that amount of trivia about boxelder beetles-he knows a lot of stuff.” Well, with that ringing testimony I was sold.
Pete was also a pragmatist. Briefing my team at the RM in 1996, Pete decided that given we were pretty shy on soft backpacks, it was probably best that I provide good mentorship by carrying an external frame pack like the students. When I told this to Andy (noting that I had never carried an external frame backpack in my life, and really one hopes not to), you can imagine the raucous giggles that ensued. Andy assured me that I should definitely tell Pete that I would not be able to carry such a behemoth.
And as for an athlete like Pete cheerfully waiting for 5 month pregnant me to catch up with he and Andy whilst skating the loop road two winters ago-just further testimony to what a wonderful adventure companion and a great friend he was to both Andy and I.
So much love to you Molly and Avery.
Jacki Klancher
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James Piccone
climber
Salt Lake City
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Aug 17, 2007 - 08:13pm PT
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Dear Molly and Avery,
I am so sorry for your loss. Sue and I have been trying to get our hearts and head around the sadness and unfathomable tragedy.
I have fond memories of Pete from the admissions office as well as the field. I am not a climber. But somehow, despite that fact, I found myself working a WMT with Pete back in ’92. By the end of the course, I could climb with confidence. Not only did I learn so much from him, but I had the privilege to work along side a generous and caring man. He was a joy to converse with. I was witness to the liter building exercise for Scott. There was only a week or so to go on the course. Once the students left on their small group expedition, Pete and I fished our hearts out. Any piece of water we came across, no matter the size, Pete would drop his pack, assemble his rod and fish away. His passion for all aspects of the outdoors was evident. Needless to say, we had fish every night for dinner.
The astonishing richness of Pete was beautiful. Everyone who crossed his path is a better person because of him. I read these entries and I am inspired by the man he was, his selfless nature, how he treated others and his love for life and his family. Pete has set a new height on the bar that I one day hope to aspire to.
If there ever was a community to deal with this tragedy and to provide support to you and your families, it's the NOLS/Lander community. May you and Avery find comfort and peace from those around you. I celebrate his life.
With our deepest love and sympathy,
James and Sue Piccone
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newAAC
Trad climber
Denver, Colorado
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Aug 17, 2007 - 09:25pm PT
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Hi Molly and Avery,
Here are a few thoughts about Pete.
-Pete was a climber's climber. Anyone would have been happy to tie in to his rope. He instilled confidence in others and he made all his partners climb just a little better.
-Pete drove me crazy with his ability to climb hard--consistently--while never missing a beat with his family or his work.
--Pete was kind of a nerd. He could totally program a VCR. In fact, he ran his VCR like most guys aspire to run a Maserati.
--Speaking of the VCR, Pete sort of had it all. He'd be up at the crag having a great day and then he would go home to a completely unspoiled session watching the Cowboys. Not to mention that he got to go home to Molly, Avery and his own climbing gym.
--And about that gym? Raise your hand if you gave Pete $250 for the gym he built in his own garage? Can you say "Tom Sawyer with an MBA?"
--Oh, and back to that inane obsession with the Cowboys. He never wavered in his devotion to "America's team." Kind of nerdy in my opinion (then...I'm from Oklahoma).
--And what was up with that devotion--to EVERYTHING he believed in? He would talk conservation like the rest of us and then he and Molly would actually show up in a Prius. I'm pretty sure they had the first fluorescent light bulb I ever saw.
--Devotion is just a nice way of saying it. Pete was opinionated. In a debate about what to climb...Pete got his way (Molly may have been an exception). And if you were leading a pitch, Pete told you what you needed on your rack...and where to belay...and whether your pinky should be up or down. I learned he was always right so I listened.
--And then, on the climb itself, especially if it was in real mountains, Pete became even more of himself. Centered, focused...ON. Molly used the word that works best: unflappable. Pete was calm in the face of, well, anything. (Except when the Cowboys were down by 20. But even then he was still sure they'd win.)
The last time I climbed more than a short sport climb with Pete was a couple of years ago. Pete was down here for some meetings. I wanted to climb the Edge but he wanted to do Vertigo. He won. I was in a new job, wrestling with Jim Ratz's recent death and wasn't all that confident below the crux pitch. Pete led it beautifully. But what was more beautiful was how Pete made me feel capable, and then even beautiful, following him.
I want another day like that with Pete.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Love,
Phil Powers
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