Tuesday, April 28, 2015

a tragedy

Yesterday I get a call from Shari. "Did you hear? Peter Cronkite died."

Peter is a mutual friend of our sons. Soon after learning of Peter's death on Sunday, we also learn that he took his own life. Peter would have graduated from Colby in a few weeks.  

It doesn't take long for the word to spread. Peter graduated Horace Mann with Alexander. Between texts and calls and emails, we all hear the tragic news. I call Alexander but he of course already knows.  No one can explain why. Peter seems the most unlikely of kids to take his own life.

Peter was athletic, an excellent writer, and very likable.  During breaks from school, it was always Peter who would organize friend get-togethers.  Whenever Alexander was home, and whenever he was going out, more often than not it was with Peter.  "I'm going to Peter's. We're hanging on his roof." Apparently Peter's roof (a finished roof for sunbathing) was the gathering place when the weather even remotely allowed for outdoor activity.

Alexander and Peter were both interested in film and writing. One summer they began writing a screenplay together. If they weren't writing or hanging on Peter's roof, they were here watching movies late into the night.

I can't imagine the pain his family and friends are going through. Peter's death is inexplicable. I have nothing insightful to say. It is all so heartbreakingly sad. 

Good-bye dear Peter. You left this world much-loved.

Sam, Peter and Alexander

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