Peter Fleischmann Tribute

Though we never saw anything eye to eye, my uncle Peter was one of the few members of my family that had managed to escape to find his own way, good or bad it was his own way, and it was something that stood out in our family for sure. The family always spoke kindly of him, even as my grandparents would talk of him, while never understanding why he wanted his life to be his own, and not the life that my grandparents wanted for him.

Peter was the one person in the family who taught me (in the little time I ever got to spend with him) to look past the surface of people and see what’s inside for good or bad, it was worth understanding people deeper then the Mask that everyone showed the rest of the world.

I guess growing up in our family it was a rare talent, and one I have held on to my whole life.

I will never forget the first time he took me to the ocean, or when he dragged me along while he was working., or when he and pop pop fought over who was a better tennis player year after year.

It was a bit of a shock today to hear that he had passed, but these things happen like it or not.

To call uncle peter a "grumpy curmudgeon" makes me laugh as that’s what pop pop was my whole life and it would seem the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree =) makes me laugh as I find myself acting the same way my dad acted before he died.

Oh how I will miss him, the last of the true Fleischmann men has passed, and only I am left to carry the DNA torch....... Maybe it’s because I am the only one left that looks like a Fleischmann?? Not sure if that’s a blessing or not, but for now I will just hope that it is. =)