Hello, This is Pete's sister: please everybody add your memories of Pete, your messages of love, whatever you wish to share and I love you all. Pete: I Love You, you were an inspiration to me, and I am so Proud of all the wonderful things you've done in your life, and of how many people you've touched, and inspired, and loved. We'll all miss you. I'll miss you. I have optimism and I admire the way you embraced life, believed in the good in people, and in the world.

Alli Tripp-Russo - 01/17/05 10:08 PM

I put this site up quickly for everyone to be able to reach out to each other, please do post messages, and Upload your own photos!

Just click the photo gallery link and you will see photos I and others have added, just click 'upload photo' and browse the to photo, or artwork or digital image you wish to share. You can also add comments on photos, and can add comments to your own photos.

When typing a comment to create a space & new paragraph, type <p> ; to create a line-break type <br>

Thank you: much love to you all,

~Alli - 01/17/05 10:18 PM

I only got to meet Pete when he was very young, may five or six years old, during a trip I took to Eugene when Todd and I were roommates at the U of A. Freya was driving a sleepy Todd, Alli and me back to Eugene after a picnic and some raspberry picking, and Pete was in the middle of the back seat between Todd and me. Simon & Garfunkel was in the Honda's tape deck, and Pete really got into singing the "la la la" parts during The Boxer. Before long all of us, including Freya, were singing merrily, and we continued singing all the way home. Even at that early age Pete found ways to lift our spirits.

Peace, Larry

Larry Denneau - 01/18/05 12:33 PM

"It is for man the seasons and all their fruits exist. The winter was made to concentrate and harden and mature the kernel of his brain, to give tone and firmness and consistency to his thought. Then is the great harvest of the year, the harvest of thought. All previous harvests are stubble to this, mere fodder and green crop. Now we burn with a purer flame like the stars; our oil is winter-strained." From, The Heart of Thoreau's Journals, Edited by Odell Shepard, Jan. 30, 1854

I loved to talk to Pete about literature and ideas. Pete was such a rare and sensitive person, it seemed as though he was always surrounded in light. He burnt with a pure flame like the stars. We ache with our loss of his presence in our lives. Indeed our oil is winter-strained.

Anita Wallace - 01/18/05 01:46 PM

Last spring I had Pete in my Healing and Wholeness class. I appreciated his gift of himself to the class very much. He was a very good student and a warm, caring person. Today I had a minute of silence for Pete and I have never heard things so quiet in a classroom. I experienced a deep sadness the minute I learned of Pete's death and I still feel that sadness. My hope and prayer is with him and with your family. I am so glad that you setup this web site. It makes it easier for all of us as we deal with this tragedy and to celebrate Pete's life. God bless!

Fr. Bernie Tyrrell Jan 18, 2005

Fr. Bernard Tyrrell, S.J. - 01/18/05 02:47 PM

I had Pete as a freshman in my English 102 class back in the Fall of 2000. He was a good student, but he also stood out for his good-natured and helpful contributions to our classroom discussions. I am saddened to hear of his death and hope that his family will accept these words of condolence as a small indication of the sadness that the GU community feels.

Donna Campbell, Dept. of English

Donna Campbell - 01/18/05 04:14 PM

I had Peter in several of my French classes and feel a personal, deep sense of loss for his tragic death. He was an exceptional human being. He possessed a luminous mind, smile, and spirit. He embodied for me the very best of what it meant to be Ignatian. He had a profound appreciation for life, and an abundant joie de vivre. His intellectual curiosity created energy in the classroom. He was very generous in the way he shared his gifts with others. He was a terrific role model for the undergraduate students. He was an exceptional student, the best of friends, and a joy to have in the classroom. I cannot even imagine the depth of grief you must feel having lost such a wonderful son and brother, but I share some of this grief. As his teacher, I will miss his smiling blue eyes and his enthusiasm for his studies and for life. I feel very blessed to have been part of his life. I will keep in my heart the memory of a warm and tender soul. Please accept my deepest sympathy for your loss. I will keep Peter and his family in my prayers. God bless. Francoise Kuester.

Professor Francoise Kuester - 01/18/05 04:22 PM

I taught Pete a couple of courses when he was an undergraduate senior. He was a good student and a good person, who will be dearly missed. We all regret the appalling loss and offer our condolences to all his family and many friends.

Wayne Pomerleau - 01/18/05 04:52 PM

I am the Hub coordinator at Shaw Middle School. I was blessed to meet Pete three years ago when I started here and he was a mentor to a young man at Shaw Middle School. As a part of the Shaw Connection program, Pete always gave of himself and of his time to really make an impact in this young man's life. As an outside observer, I was able to see the affect that Pete's input had on this young life. I am sad for Pete's family, school family, friends, and for my kids who are feeling the loss as well. Shaw Middle thanks Pete for all that you have done to influence young minds in the best way and for all of the time and effort you gave. In History, there have been several "Moses" times, when a great man or women needed to step forward even in fear, to start changes that needed to be made - Martin Luther King, Jr. was an example. Following the "Moses" time, comes the "Joshua" times... a time when the many must follow through and do tough things together in order to bring the people in to the promised land. One of the things that Joshua had to do to bring the people in was to ask the high priests to "get into the river" carrying the ark of the covenant. This is symbolic in that it was a strange request, it was made to the most important people, and an important component was that they go in with the presence of God. The charge is that we not sit on the side of the river and argue about who is most important, but that we get into the river and do what we can to help each other through it. Pete willingly "got into the river" and I hope we can all learn from his example and step out of our comfort zone to help those around us that need our help. Thanks Pete.

Bridgett Linnebach - 01/18/05 04:59 PM

Pete was one of my greatest friends no matter what kind of day it was turning out to be he could always brighten a room he had this "Electricity" about him that if you ever got too close you would just have to smile. Pete taught me some great lessons and those will forever live on. As will the great memories that i was able to share with him. God Bless.

Chris Smith - 01/18/05 05:05 PM

I remember clearly when I met Pete for the first time. I was a new faculty member in the Chemistry Dept. at Gonzaga University, and Pete was working at the time in a research lab in Hughes Hall. Pete struck me immediately as a somewhat shy but friendly person, always ready with a smile or a kind word. His friendliness and approachability left a pleasant and memorable impression on me.

Subsequently, Pete was a student in my Biochemistry class in fall 2003, wherein my appreciation for him deepened. We were both disappointed when his schedule did not permit him to take the second semester of biochem last spring. But this turned out to be a blessing in disguise, as in the summertime we arranged for him to take biochem II as a directed study course. This suited Pete well since he had a spirit of independence that extended to his learning style, and he was justifiably proud of what he was capable of accomplishing on his own. I was fortunate to get to know Pete quite well as a result of our weekly conversations. He was very engaged with the subject matter, and was excited to learn new things. It was quite clear however that he had a very broad range of interests and concerns, and our conversations would wander accordingly far from biochemistry. Pete had a passion for philosophical thinking, and he cared deeply about the world and society around him. His insights penetrated far beyond the superficialities of popular media and culture.

Hopefully, this won't seem trivial, but I'll always appreciate and remember Pete for turning me on to Gordy's Sichuan Cafe, since I had believed up until that time there was no good Chinese food to be found in Spokane. We talked on a number of occasions of going there together to share a meal. Alas, we never did get around to doing so, and this is something I'll always regret.

Now that Pete lives on in our memories, I pledge to do my best to honor him by making the most of my opportunities in life to serve the genuine interests of others. By evoking within myself his heartwarming smile, his openness to people, and all the ways he signaled his friendliness, I hope to also - in seemingly small ways - brighten the lives of others.

Pete, you will always be an inspiration to us!

Dr. Jeff D. Cronk - 01/18/05 06:45 PM

Pete & I learned to ski together, when he was 4 and I was 14, then, the next year we both decided to try snowboarding, and we fell in love with it. Pete went on to learn telemarking & countless other snow skills that I admired, and always will....

There is a peaceful beauty out on that snow, with the wind and the trees, and it was always full of joy and happiness: vitality and appreciation for all of life and nature.

I found this article written by a journalist in Bend, Oregon, and she had taken some wonderful quotes from our parents and described some of Pete's history with the mountains, and I wanted to share that with everyone here, so I have taken this information from that article and posted it below. Being on the mountain was a mesh of many of Pete's closest loves: nature, being active, deep spirituality and thoughtful reflection, and most often also close bonding with friends and family. We had talked almost every weekend or every other weekend this year, as we have settled thousands of miles apart on land, but have remained close in heart and soul. And both of the last conversations I had with Pete he had recently been up in the mountains skiing with Mom and Dad, and was happy & exuberant.

Pete was full of happiness and love, and he really embraced life fully, and life was vital and exuberant around him.

Here is the article out-takes I wanted to share:

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Published: January 18, 2005
By Ernestine Bousquet
The Bulletin
Twenty-two-year-old Pete Tripp learned to ski on the slopes of Mount Bachelor before his parents moved to Bend several years ago.

Pete "just loved the mountains. It was his spiritual haven," said his father, Dr. Michael Tripp, a gastroenterologist at Bend Memorial Clinic. Michael Tripp spoke by telephone from Spokane Monday, where he and his wife, Freya, waited to recover their youngest son's body.
Pete Tripp packed more life into 22 years than many who live into their twilight years.
He had graduated magna cum laude at Gonzaga University last May with a double major in chemistry and philosophy.
By fall, he had started a master's degree program in philosophy at the Spokane college. A Eugene native, Pete carved his first tracks on the slopes of Mount Bachelor as a skier and snowboarder. He later raced for his high school's ski team.
During college, Pete added road biking to his long list of outdoor ventures. He loved any sport where he could challenge himself, Freya Tripp said.

Through the fog of grief Monday, the Tripps remembered their son's gentleness and sincerity. "It's amazing how many people seemed to relate to him in a warm way," Michael Tripp said. "He had a quiet way of eliciting connections."
Pete's fellow students chose him to carry the banner for his department during his graduation procession, an honor usually reserved for those who are not only well-liked, but well-intentioned, said Gonzaga spokesman Dale Goodwin.

Freya Tripp said it was hard to capture her son's life with words.
"He loved the back county because it was so soothing and spiritual to him," she said. "We're going to miss him."

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Alli - Pete's sister - 01/18/05 07:33 PM

"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the apprication of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better... to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded."
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

I don't even know how to begin writing this... Pete was one of those people that everyone liked and was so happy to see. We got to know each other through our both being in the library all the time and similar interests in music. It's so hard for me to believe that just last Tuesday I saw him in the library and we talked about going to see a Bright Eyes show in Seattle in February.

The fact is, Pete just radiated light and life. It didn't matter what the weather was, what the situation was, Pete always had a big smile and a soft voice. I can't even begin to say how much I'm going to miss him and being able to talk to him and hang out with him. You'll always be in my thoughts, Pete. You succeeded in so many ways. I miss you.

Josh Koehnke - 01/18/05 08:16 PM

Pete’s memorial will be held:
~Saturday January 22 at 5:00 PM
~St. Aloysius church at Gonzaga University will hold the service.
~St. Aloysius Church is at the west end of the campus on Astor Street

Gonzaga University
502 East Boone Ave.
Spokane, WA 99258-0001
Phone: (509) 328-4220

Driving Directions from Eugene:

7. I-5 NORTH - go 110.0 mi
8. Take exit #300 towards THE DALLES/PORTLAND AIRPORT onto I-84 EAST - go 176.7 mi
9. Take exit #179 towards UMATILLA/HERMISTON onto I-82 WEST - go 30.7 mi
10. Take exit #113 towards PASCO/KENNEWICK(I-182) - go 5.4 mi
11. Take US-395 NORTH - go 3.9 mi
12. Take exit #14A towards SPOKANE - go 73.2 mi
13. Take I-90 EAST - go 60.6 mi
14. Take exit #281 towards COLVILLE/NEWPORT - go 1.5 mi
15. Turn right on E SHARP AVE - go 0.3 mi
16. Turn right on N ADDISON ST - go 0.1 mi
17. N ADDISON ST becomes E BOONE AVE - go < 0.1 mi
18.Arrive at 502 E BOONE AVE, SPOKANE, on the right
Go East on Boone until it dead ends.
Take a right onto Astor st. Church is on the left

Campus MAP website:

http://www.gonzaga.edu/About/map.htm

- 01/18/05 08:34 PM

Pete ran cross country his freshman year and GU. He told the team he was from Eugene, Oregon. One of his teammates gave him the nickname "Rube" which is the name cross country Coach Bill Bowerman of the University of Oregon gave to the great distance runner, Steve Prefontaine, his freshman year (according to a movie of Pre's life). Pete's reply was an adamant, "don't call me Rube!" Naturally, Pete was called "Rube" for the rest of the season. His nickname made it onto the team's T-shirt that season. Like the great Pre, Pete left us all too early.
Rest in peace, friend.

"He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much; who has gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children; who has filled his niche and accomplished his task; who has left the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul; who has never lacked appreciation of earth’s beauty or failed to express it; who has always looked for the best in others and given them the best he had; whose life was an inspiration; whose memory a benediction." -Bessie Stanley, 1905

Craig McCarthy - 01/18/05 08:40 PM

I first had the pleasure of meeting Pete when he came to Phoenix to visit Amie, my cousin. Ames and I always joked around about never bringing boys home to meet the family, too many relatives and more importantly too many possibilities for embarassing stories to surface. When Pete came to Phoenix, there was an instant bond between he and our family. We all fell in love with this person who made Amie so incredibly happy. I remember sitting down next to Pete who was doing his best, despite his shyness, to talk to everyone. He instantly asked me about school, my hobbies, etc. There was something in his eyes, awesome smile and soft spoken nature that made me feel that I was in the presence of a kind, gentle person. I will never forget the happiness that Pete brought to my cousin, and the amazing life that he shared with her. Pete, I feel so lucky to have had the opportunity to know you.

Lindsay Novak - 01/18/05 09:01 PM

"...should be draped in flowers, and laid entwined together on a bed of clovers. Left there to sleep, left there to dream of their happiness..." Rest in Peace Pete, you will always be in my memory, my thoughts, and my prayers.

R.J. Tuchscherer - 01/18/05 09:07 PM

I first met Pete when he was a Sophomore at GU and I was a Freshman. We both were members of the Gonzaga Ski Race Team, Pete actually never raced that entire year, but just came along to ski many areas all over the NW just so he could be outdoors and be around people that shared just as much love for snow as he did. Throughout that entire year he was the one person who always had the biggest smile on his face, even in the worst conditions. Just being around Pete and talking to him about almost anything always cheered me up and made me laugh. Throughout the last four years as Pete and I became better friends, I ran into him many times on and off campus and we talked about how we need to go up to the mountains and get in some skiing. This last semester Pete and I sat right next to each other in our Philosophy of Art class, almost every class we talked about anything ranging from music to sports. With a class that I really didn't understand most of what was being taught, it eventually became very boring to me. One reason that brought me back to that class each day was the thought of Pete's smile and love of life. His enjoyment of Philosophy made me want to try harder so I could have just as much enthusiam and desire to live each day to the fullest. Pete's laughter and zest for anything and everything, no matter how ugly it might be, made me want to be a better person so I could experience just as many of the better sides of life as Pete always did.

I will never forget all the great days of skiing we had Pete!!

Ty Craig - 01/18/05 09:10 PM

Pete was a fellow volunteer for Shaw Connection with me two years ago. He was one of the most genuine and caring individuals I have ever met. I am glad to know that he truely "lived" life while he was alive and seemed to make the best of every moment of it. I feel lucky to have known him while he was alive. He will be missed by many.

Russell Keck - 01/18/05 09:13 PM

I first met Pete when he was an infant and I his pediatrician in Coos Bay, OR. As I recall back some 22 years he was rather a wheezy baby his first couple years but quickly grew out of it and grew into a healthy robust child. We have been close friend with the Tripps since and do many things together like fishing, rafting, skiing. Pete has been with us on many of those memorable trips. I specifically remember our trip down the Deschutes river about 6 years ago when Pete jumped off a high rock into the river, started a water fight with passing rafts and floated down a gentle rapids with his dad(wearing lifejackets). As many have said Pete had a quiet and peaceful attitude and a wonderful infectious smile which we will never forget. Our deepest sympathy to this wonderful Tripp family. We pray that God will give you stength to weather this terrible time. We pray for you daily. Your Friends, John and Jan Ries

John P. Ries MD - 01/18/05 09:17 PM

Peter is one of the most beautiful souls I have ever met. I am a friend of Peter's from high school at South Eugene ~ I will never forget the good times we spent skiing together on ski team, running together (Pete had such a distinct stride) and being in Calculus. He was always smiling, and enjoying life. I also can't stop thinking about Peter's laugh - he had such a great laugh, and as I think about it I can't help but smile and laugh myself. That's just how Peter was- his enthusiasm, joy, and optimism was contagious. He had an amazing way of making whoever was around him feel good about themselves. Hanging out with Peter, I always felt like I was in the presence of of someone great - he was thoughtful, and inquisitive - was genuine and sincere, and he was a great friend. You have always inspired me Peto, I feel so lucky to have known you. I send my love and support to your family.

Amy Temes - 01/18/05 10:20 PM

I had Pete in my philosophy of art class this past fall. I remember our talks about philosophy, art and the special places that can be found in the mountains. He was an amazing student: reflective, kind, inquisitive, and thoughtful. I will greatly miss his gentle presence around the department. I am thankful to have known him and I am sad that our time together was so short.

Erik Schmidt - 01/18/05 10:46 PM

I am a friend of Pete's from Gonzaga. Pete is one of kindest, most compassionate people I have ever met. He always had so much wisdom to offer, and with Pete you always felt like he truly listened and cared. He was always so thoughtful of others. I remember my last semester at Gonzaga when I had the opportunity to sponsor him for SEARCH. As a sponsor, you pray for that person and do things for them while them go on the retreat. Pete was so appreciative that he made me chocolate chip cookies. That's just the kind of person he was,always thinking of others. I feel so fortunate to have had the chance to get to know him. He is an inspiration to me and will be missed but never forgotten.

Brigid O'Brien - 01/18/05 11:07 PM

My wife’s sister is married to Pete’s older brother, Todd, and I have gotten to know the Tripp family over the years through the connection of marriage. I may be almost twice Pete’s age, but he seemed to have wisdom beyond my years. It was hard to believe he was so young when we spoke.

When he stayed at our house last summer for a quick visit he was so kind, polite and respectful to everyone in my family. During his visit I needed some help lifting something heavy down from the second story window using an electrical cord as a rope. I watched as he fashioned the cord into a mountain climber’s rope tying the knots just so, and steadying himself to make sure nothing fell as we lowered it down. It was very strange that on the Friday before the loss of Pete I happened to have that extension cord in my hand and chuckled that even months later that cord was permanently twisted where Pete had tied those knots so securely. I remembered his smile as I looked up at him from the ground as he leaned out the second story window as if he was to say "on belay?". It was a sunny day, and Pete wove another knot in the thread of my life.

"Belay on", Pete!

Brick - 01/18/05 11:36 PM

I initially met Pete through cross county here at GU back in my first couple years. Since then, I haven't seen him much, but I've always looked forward to seeing him around campus. His smile was so contagious - one that would totally take you over. You couldn't help but be happy in his company. His concern for others was uncommon. You could tell that he really cared. He always asked me how running was going, and would always remember what I told him. To Pete, small talk wasn't small talk. It was something he cared about and something he took seriously.

I'd also like to share an opportunity for all of you who visit this site and read the messages to contribute to the Bulletin - the student newspaper. In remembrance of both Brian and Pete, I'd like to extend the opportunity to shape part of the Gonzaga Bulletin this week. We will be devoting space for all those who wish to write in to honor and pay tribute to the lives of these two students.

If you feel called to write, please bear in mind that we'd like to provide the opportunity for all those who would like to respond. We ask that you limit your tribute to a paragraph in length. However, if you feel that what you'd like to express warrants more space, please call me at 954-2277 or email me at bulletin@gonzaga.edu.

If you have photos you'd like to share, please feel free to send them as well. We will try to spread photos throughout the collection of thoughts we receive.

Please send your tributes to bulletin@gonzaga.edu with the subject heading "Tribute." We will need to have your contributions by Wednesday, Jan. 19 at 6 p.m., so that we can design and layout the newspaper.

My prayers go out to the families and friends of Pete and Brian, and to the entire Gonzaga community as well. Let's be there for each other throughout the challenging days ahead.

We'll miss you both!

Joe Manning - 01/18/05 11:46 PM

I met Pete GEL weekend of his freshman year when I was a senior in high school. I was wearing a cross-country t-shirt and as he noticed this he went out of his way to talk to me about the cross-country team at Gonzaga. This made me feel great because I was really excited about running here at Gonzaga, and I had a chance to meet someone so friendly who was on the team. The next year when I arrived on campus I would often see Pete walking around and was not only surprised to find out that he remembered me, but he would stop and take the time to talk to me about how I liked Gonzaga. This summer we would often spend time after mass on Sunday by the refreshments table talking about school stuff, religion, philosophy, and running. Pete was probably one of the 2 or 3 nicest people I've ever had the chance to meet. He always was smiling and willing to joke around, along with being a serious and very intelligent person. He was about the only student I ever had the chance to talk with about religion/philosophy outside of class and I will really miss that...he always made me think and was always thoughtful about what he said. I will really miss stopping to talk to him in the basement of the library..ha hopefully I didn't interrupt with his homework too much by always doing that. This semester I was really excited because I was having 2 classes with Pete for the first time. He also told me he wanted to write a few articles for the Religion page in the bulletin page i'm editing. While I am still completely devestated about the news, I am coming to realize how fortunate I am to have had the chance to know Pete. I don't think I'll ever forget the last time I spoke with him last Thursday night after Fr. Egan's class. We were talking about the class with Fr. Egan and I remember us talking about how we thought the class should be a great time. I will continue to be inspired by Pete as both a student and a human being..the way he went out of his way to be kind/friendly to others is really a model of how to treat other people. I will continue to pray for Pete and his family and friends over the weeks to come.

Eric Berge - 01/18/05 11:50 PM

I first met Pete in a class we had together last semester and then more and more throughout the semester through mutual friends. Although I didn't know him all too well, ever since I met him I could tell that he was a very sincere, humble, loving human being. He was a true inspiration to all who had the opportunity to meet him. There is no doubt in my mind that he lived his life fully until the very end and is living on in heaven. My thoughts and prayers are with his family at this difficult time. Peace be with you all and God bless.

Patrick Nixon - 01/19/05 12:29 AM

Pete always made people think differently. One instance I'll never forget is when we were both at Shaw Middle School in a mentor program and with the kids. We were in a group discussion and the question was "If you could be any age for the rest of your life, how old would you be?" I think 10 or 12 people went around saying that they would be 21 or 23 or late 20's because they felt like that was their prime in life. When Pete answered he taught me something - I think people always learned from him - he said "I think I'd wanna be like 73 or something. People who are that old just seem so wise and seem to know so much about life." Pete was wise beyond his years and everyone who met him grew from his spirit. His life is a gift. He lives on in everyone he has touched. ~Beati Pacifici (Blessed are the peacemakers)

Paul Sari - 01/19/05 12:48 AM

If I had a moment with him, I know I would have only one thing to say, the same everyone else who knew him would say; "I love you."

Rest peacefully Pete, we love you.

Angelo Tripp-Russo - 01/19/05 01:08 AM

My son is fortunate to have had Pete as his mentor at Shaw Middle school as part of the Shaw Connection Program. From the first day Chris met Pete he liked him, looked forward to see Pete every opportunity he could. Pete challenged Chris to learn to look inside himself, accept himself and grow towards a self confident, respectful young man. Pete encouraged Chris to follow his dreams. Even after the mentor program ended for Chris, as he moved on to high school, they would still make plans and get together. Part of the reason Chris made it to high school was not due to my lack of patience and knowledge of that "crazy new math!"...When Pete explained it, that light would come on in Chris' head showing that he understood. Due to Pete and Chris working together, Chris started 9th grade in an advanced math class. Thank you Pete!!! Also, Thank you to Pete's family...Mom and Dad you did a great job, you're family has touched mine in a way I have difficulty describing.
Thank you Pete, Chris will always remember you and the mark you've left in his life.

Amy Croft - 01/19/05 05:14 AM

I am horrified to hear of Peter's accident! At least, as someone pointed out, he was doing something he loved dearly...but still, when someone that young loses their life, it is real hard to take.
Please convey my condolences to Freya and family all around. I shall be thinking of them all as I sit here atop Mauna Kea, also surrounded at the moment by snow with the carved traces of snowboarders...

much aloha...

Thor Wold - 01/19/05 06:46 AM

The last time that Pete and I spoke was on friendship, and as with so many other things we've shared over the years, I will never forget what he said. He told me about how it's so important for us to universally remember that, even when situations change and we are separated from our friends and even if we never see or speak with them again, that they will be ALWAYS be a part of us and we will always carry them with us.

How true and comforting are those words now - Pete touched so many lives just by being Pete. I loved seeing how he interacted with people because Pete was able to make people just come alive. I feel so blessed to have known him - I was constantly (and still am) in awe of what an incredible being he was. He had so much compassion for the world and those around him, and he had a way of making whoever he was with feel like they were so valued and so treasured. He was always looking for more... and striving to live his life in a way that glorified all that he was passionate about. We were all so lucky to have him... and still have him in our hearts. As much as it hurts right now and as much as I miss him... I know he's not truly gone. Pete - you taught me and so many others so much... thank you for being you. You were one of my dearest friends and there is such peace in knowing you're in a better place.

Kelly Lynch - 01/19/05 06:49 AM

Peter was a smart, vibrant and energetic young man who loved nature, travel and physical activity. He packed in more experiences into a short life than most people pack into a long one. He spent summers in Japan, Europe and Borneo. To his family he was simply kind, sweet and generous. They will miss him tremendously, but he will always be their angel in heaven helping them to deal with this tragedy. You gave Pete a great life and all of your love, and he was your gift. Treasure his memory always.

Nancy Reinecke - 01/19/05 06:51 AM

We can only be proud of Pete. What wonderful memories we will always have of him. He knew to live life with confidence; to love nature and people; to value wisdom; and to learn everything he could so he could give us back something even better. Our only comfort comes from knowing that he was doing something he loved when he was taken from us.

Pete's Uncle Royce - 01/19/05 07:07 AM

Pete was full of amazing talents and empathy.

I remember when he was just as little as 3 he already knew how people were feeling around him, and what to do... if you were sad, he would come up and pat you on the back or rub your arm and often give you a hug still patting you on the back, which was so comforting; if you were angry he would offer you something you liked to try to bring you back to a happy place or run up and tackle hug your legs: and he had a gift for dissipating even the most emotional upset back to a place of comfort and even contentment. If you were happy, he would laugh with you, and talk and play.

At 5 he was already witty, and even at 4 I remember him saying clever things that would make all of the adults laugh: not in the way that adults laugh at a kid, such as "isn't that cute" but in a sincerely joyous outbreak of exuberant laughter as he could say such things as to make people reflect and appreciate even that young: I often thought he had some wisdom beyond his years that he was born with, and his intelligence and even advice seemed to speak to me of so much intuitive and already learned knowledge inside of him.

He was always modest and giving, but also independent and forthright. At 2 he decided he wanted to shave his hair all off and insisted upon it, and then at 6 he decided to just grow out the outside hair longer, and he would spike it up all around his head with gel, and he wore it like that for many years; and I never saw anyone else before or after do that to their hair, and then wear it so naturally, like it was perfectly normal and right to have a "crown" of spikes around your head, and because it was normal to him, it looked good right & normal to everyone else. I share this because it was just one very small thing that speaks of his independent and creative nature.

I still have no idea where he got this idea, as he was never immersed into any specific pop culture or influence: it seemed that he had this artistic spirit that bubbled up from within and would speak in all aspects of his life. Take cooking, for example. Such a small and mundane part of most everyone's life. Pete respected his food and life (in fact eating mostly vegetarian for the last decade or more) and he was an artist with his food. I remember coming home from college at 21 and being flabbergasted and amazed that Pete was in the kitchen (at age 11) cooking crepes on his own!! I still can't cook those! And they were so good.. and perfect. Later I remember coming home (to mom & dad's house) and seeing him casually making Sushi on a straw mat on the counter, and I just paused to reflect and admire his casual approach and how well he was making this feast, which he was apparently taking out to have a sudo-picnic with some buddies or some such thing. I said to him something like, "Pete! You can make Sushi? That's awesome." And he said "Yeah, it's pretty easy: do you want to know how to make this roll?" and he simply and modestly showed me how to do one of the simple rolls, and ... he was like this: unassuming and amazingly giving and full of knowledge.
We talked often on the phone, and he often spoke with me of some of his new cooking experiments and things he had found simple pleasure in and wanted to share with me, and he said he was happy with how he was getting more and more into cooking over the last year. For example, he praised spaghetti squash with huge accolades. He would say (paraphrased), "I love this Alli, I just cooked up this spaghetti squash and served it out with some spaghetti sauce and it is just so satisfying and tastes so good! I really recommend you pick some up, it's really easy to cook and such a wonderful food."

He was like that with everything: and I wanted to share his love of cooking and good food, it's hard to stop talking about him... there are so many wonderful things I remember and want to say. I will take a break now and come back. Like, I remember Pete making homemade skateboarding and bike ramps out in front of our house, and his joy in that. I remember Pete taking Chalko, our puppy dog for many years, out for walks or runs or down to the dog park... and how much happiness he shared with every being in his life. I remember how when Pete was last out here in Minnesota visiting me, how he could explain amino acids and the concept of protein folding to me over the breakfast table at our grandparent's cabin, and it seemed so clear and understandable, how he had a way of making such complicated ideas clear and comprehendible, and interesting!
Then the conversation went smoothly into the birds outside the window and the philosophies of life. He could talk or listen, and no matter what he was, if concerned, thoughtful, or happy: he made those around him happy... happy in their time with him. I don't think any of us could have ever had 'too much time with Pete' I think that was impossible, because time spent with Pete was always great.

He had infinite patience and love: he would let my daughter/his niece Aurora pull him by his finger for literally hours if she so desired as a little kid, playing with him and showing him he world... going outside, going to play make believe, and as she got older he continued to have infinite patience and love, and never get embarrassed if she snuggled him through an entire movie. Most people, given a snuggling 5 year old who is leaning on you and rubbing their head on your arm, and saying 'I love you Uncle Pete' and climbing on your lap... most people would eventually ask for a little space, or get a little embarressed and overwhelmed: but not Pete. He would just say "I love you too Aurora. You're a great snuggler." and she could tell he was sincere: kids just seem to know when their wanted, and I can say kids, just like all of us adults, flocked to Pete to spend time with him and share with him, because they knew, that he really did want to be with them and sincerely wanted to hear about their aspirations, their inspirations, their latest accomplishments. Kids or Adults, it didn't matter: People knew Pete was really there and listening to them. I only hope he felt as loved and wanted by us as we did by him, and I really think he did. Because he was loved and sincerely cared about, and his ideas he shared with me, and others, were truly profound and I am so going to miss discussing life, love, and the world with you, Pete.

...I remember how Pete looked to me for advice on how to make a good impact on our world, and I was so amazed that he was always so full of giving and empathy. We talked about how he wanted to be a teacher or a counselor or a psychologist, and how he was so in tune to people's emotions, he worried that he might not be able to be a good counselor if he was too emotionally overwhelmed, as he felt so deeply and truly for every person he met and interfaced with. I agreed with him, and he expressed how what he really wanted to do with his life was teach, and be there for people... and the more people that he could help the happier he was; so I remember after he said this I advised he continue on a path towards teaching classes, and to try out teaching, as he would be there for so many people and be able to connect to people like he wanted to, and he agreed that he thought that was a good idea. Later I asked if he had gotten some chances to teach classes in his graduate program, and he said just a few (projects or something) and he said "I love it so much Alli! I really want to teach some more." Pete, you did that your whole life. We all learned from you and you have touched so many of us, and taught all of us amazing things. You were true to your life, your goals, your loyalty and affections we so deep and vast and sincere. I miss you, and you affected so many people's lives in a good way: wherever you are, please don't ever doubt or worry that you did enough; 'cause you did little brother. You were great.

Pete's sis - Alli - 01/19/05 08:05 AM

A deep resonant voice with a slight drawl drifts into my office, “Excuse me, but Dr. Smieja is on sabbatical and you are now my advisor. Sorry to bother you.” My first contact with Peter Tripp, smile on his face, immediately displayed a shy and thoughtfully respectful individual. A short discussion revealed a refreshingly frank innocence within a deep and adventuresome nature. Pete was also enrolled in one of my courses that Fall semester so it didn’t take long to get to know Pete well and see a wonderful and interesting combination of Renaissance scholar and outdoor explorer. He had an insatiable quest to understand life and the purpose of life, thus he became a chemistry and philosophy major. This is an odd combination, but in the many discussion I had with Pete it suited him well. He could have been a “professional” student but pondered most of all about spirituality and the human being. Learning and thinking, looking at a subject from totally different perspectives, that was Pete’s intellectual motto.
Cycling, running, snowshoeing, boarding, rock climbing, backpacking anything outdoors in the elements needs to be experienced and enjoyed was another of Pete’s mottos. Several misconnections finally got Pete, Karina Kunder and I together for a short journey into the Cabinet Mountains. Graduation gives new confidence and maturity and Pete showed this in a still open but less shy manner. A self contained journey into the backcountry exhibits a lot about the character of a person and Pete showed a natural love of the outdoors and was at peace with nature. Long hikes, shared meals and dips in alpine lakes strip all pretensions and this trip showed Pete never had pretensions. He was the same person I had always known from the first short meeting. Pete’s sense of intellectual and outdoor adventure came with a wonderful sense of humor, much of it self-deprecating because he couldn’t make fun of others.
Pete Tripp inspired my optimism about our future and our many discussions made me think deeply about my own spirituality. He had an extraordinary natural drive to be good and do good. If our youth have only a small fraction of individuals like Peter Tripp we will be a just and respectful society. And as everyone who knew him can identify, Pete’s smile will remain with us always.

Kay Nakamaye, Chemistry - 01/19/05 08:23 AM

I have been reading through my emails from Pete: there are so many I want to share with you all, they are so full of good thoughts from Pete & advice, and love. I will share more of them here later, I am choosing some of my favorite ones.

I want to post this one now, because in it he is remembering some of our good times together and speaks of how he likes remembering the good times, it made me feel like he was (from where-ever he is in spirit & soul) listening in with us here. I know he would love how much we are all sharing with each other and keeping the love and good memories on top. He would want all of us to be happy with him, I know it. His email is below. Love, ~Alli

----- Original Message ----- From: pete tripp
To: tripp_russo@hotmail.com
Sent: Thursday, May 01, 2003 11:45 PM
Subject: Re: Couple of April photos! =) Re: good day

Hey Alli,

I remember being at Uof O when everyone was yelling; I thought that was cool. We don't have that here unfortunately. Do you remember when we shot oranges across the street with the waterballoon launcher? That was so fun. I also remember eating Sye's pizza. We did a lot of fun stuff. Oh I also remember feeding the ducks at the pond with William's bread. Also playing Doom on your computer. And going to see cool concerts like Tribe Called Quest and Kicking Giant. Do you remeber that time we went to Collier House and ate African food? Man, I love remembering the times. I thought you were the coolest sister ever, and I still think that of course.

I have to keep studying so I better go. Those are cool pictures of Aurora.

love,

pete

------------------ PS: the UofO yelling was in reference to how during the week before finals the college I went to had a "silent week" for studying, but they also had a "10pm scream" where everyone could make as much noise as they wanted to get it out of their systems, and it was traditional that everyone would scream at the top of their lungs out windows and dorms all over campus at 10pm each night that week. It was amazing: a forth of July of voices exerting their energy and pent up silence and hard studies in a moment of exuberant "uncapping" to then return to their studies. I think I had mentioned that to Pete because he was in the midst of intensive studies for his own finals, and he wrote back and added more of his memories of our times on the University of Oregon campus together (1990-1993 or so)

~Alli - 01/19/05 09:39 AM

Pete embodied the simple virtues of love, faith, compassion and selflessness. From the first moment I met Pete through Shaw Connection, I was confronted by a unique individual who certainly stood out from all other friends. Pete's laid back nature and glowing light beckoned many different friends and invited conversations on all subjects. No matter what the subject, Pete was always engaged and showed care and concern for the seemingly insignificant. In conversation, he had a way of making you feel like the most important person on the planet. His gentle, quiet, and simple demeanor was always a blessing. His constant smile seemed new every time. Pete didn't have to say a word to be uplifting, his spirit radiated a loving kindness that surpassed words. He genuinely sought to make the world a better place. I have rarely come across a person who could achieve that solely through his loving example. Pete, thank you for sharing your integral character and zest for life that has created a better place. As we aim to exude even a fraction of the energy you displayed, you will be missed beyond words.

Lauren Pelascini - 01/19/05 09:48 AM

It is difficult to put into words how special of a person Pete was in every life that he touched. I guess the best way to describe him is simply that he was a beautiful person with a contagious smile. I am a friend of Pete's at Gonzaga and have realized over the last couple of days just how many people Pete knew and touched. We miss you Pete and always will, but we will never forget you.

Your Friend, Sean

Sean Nollette - 01/19/05 10:17 AM

Philosophy is a strange and wondrous academic discipline. Of the many who choose to pursue its demanding rigors and the endless hours of self-imposed meditations, few "get it." Pete got it. He had (how hard it is to use the past tense) discovered within himself, his core principles and foundations, based on some powerful and real simple truths: Love, Compassion, Caring! What imbued his outward expression of character and substance were these so very human ways of being. His smiles came from that deep abiding spirit filled with such good grace. They, as were the rest of his social relations, real and honest.

Philosophy is a discipline that takes years to manifest the substantive fruits of the hard work. The substantive writings necessary to reveal what had been hidden in the seeds of the early ponderings, normally require a couple of decades. Philosophy will deeply miss Pete; the loss of his mature fruits of his love for the truth are only briefly glimpsed in the seeds of his efforts to date. He understood something extraordinarily powerful in "doing" philosophy--the capacity to listen, not just with his ears and his cognitive processes, but with his heart and soul. His intuitive understanding of himself in the world--expressed in kindness, generosity, happiness, wonder--enabled him to listen through to the intuitive and inherent core of the discussion/debate. His responses retained a clarity unlike many others of his age. He had been gifted with wisdom. Philosophy will miss the fruits of that wisdom so very much, and so too will the world.

mark thompson - 01/19/05 10:30 AM

I first met Pete my freshman year at Gonzaga--he was a part of Shaw Connection, a youth mentoring program. I did not get to know him well, but he made a definite impression on me. Whether it was during the games we played with the kids or passing by him in campus, that incredible shy, engaging smile would warm me up and make me laugh. He struck me as such a kind, caring, lovable person and that is how I will always speak of him and remember him. He was, as everyone will attest to, a very special person.

Stephanie Tobosa - 01/19/05 10:38 AM

I was lucky enough to be Pete's roomate on Search last year. Pete's electric smile and soothing personality instantly allowed me to see the grace of God in him, and not only that, it instilled it in the people around him. Before I'd said anything, one of my friends started talking about his smile, and all of us instantly began laughing because we all knew that's the first picture that came to our heads when we thought about Pete. In the short time I knew Pete he brought me closer to God, and what more could be asked of a person. I wholeheartedly pray for Pete's soul and the family and friends that were close to him. Steve

Steve Schmitt - 01/19/05 10:47 AM

Pete was never afraid to let his voice be heard, he always seemed to be able to speak freely about his feelings, thoughts, ideas and solutions about world problems, everyday life and anything else that he was on his mind. I met Pete on the GU cross-country team, we talked about the Oregon Country Fair. Besides being a wonderful and beautiful person, Pete made great food, like tofu and eggplant and other yummie vegetables over rice. Pete made life beautiful. Thank you Pete, for your friendship and love.

lexi coburn - 01/19/05 10:57 AM

Mark Thompson's comments reminded me of how Pete & I talked about philosophy & the misunderstanding that it is just people sitting around thinking: Pete described to me how philosophy was a very "active" part of the world. He told me about how people think & act, how they understand the world and how they interact with the world, in its very nature has the most potential to change the world. Pete was never a passive person: he was involved , and his life truly reflected his core beliefs: and his philosophy involved so many people and changed much of the world for the better. May we all continue our part of his quest to make life and the world healthy, strong & vibrant. Pete was a true optimist, and I know he believed in the good in the world, the good in people, and that (from my meager understanding, as I'm sure there is much more to his theories then just this): philosophy and how people understand each other and their world is all the foundation of how the world evolves, interacts, loves, lives.

I would love to read the paper Pete had recently written and from my understanding (our brother Todd told me) it had been submitted to a journal for possible publishing. If anyone has papers Pete has written I would like to create a place on this website to share these. Please feel free to email them to me at: alli@tripp-russo.com : it may take a little while to add his writings to this web site, as I will be traveling out to Spokane Washington soon, but I can reach this email from anywhere, and I would love to read and share if I could, more of Pete's good work in this world, and I know he put his heart & mind & soul into his studies, and if anyone who has copies of his words and works in that area could share them with me I will be very thankful.

We will also be adding a link soon to donate to the beautiful causes Pete worked for & believed in, so we can continue to support the good people and efforts in this world that Pete was working for, and that he believed. I want to help continue some of what he wanted to accomplish in his lifetime through my life and efforts, and I will be sharing this information on this website for Pete as soon as I can.

~Alli - 01/19/05 11:29 AM

hi my name is jessica Anderson, i knew Pete from Shaw connection he was a very loving person. He always made me laugh when I was in a bad mood or upset about anything I will never forget his smile or his laugh.

Jessica - 01/19/05 11:45 AM

I am writing this letter on behalf of all the former roommates of 604 E Mission Ave, who lived with your son, Peter Tripp, his Senior year at Gonzaga University. We are as follows: John Faurholt (myself), Joe Owens, Pat D’Ambrosio, Brian Anderson, Andy Sund, and Peter Karlin. We are deeply saddened by your loss, and believe Pete was a gift taken before his time.

Pete was a great friend who came to be an integral addition to our house. He was known to everyone as “that guy who could fit in with anyone.” One day you would see him hanging out with his science friends, and the next you would see him walking down the street with the basketball team. Everyone on campus knew who Pete Tripp was…and we mean literally everyone. Pete was someone who the minute you shook hands with him, you knew you liked him.

He became a part of the culture at Gonzaga, and was highly respected by students and professors alike. We remember countless times answering the house phone, and putting a professor or Jesuit on hold while we hunted Pete down. He would always have people stopping by just to say hi, and we were always amazed at how diverse all the visitors were.

One of the daily rituals our house would do is gather at lunchtime each day and watch Conan O’Brien together. With our busy schedules it was hard to find time outside of the weekend to hang out, and some of my fondest memories are of some of Pete’s unique dietary choices. You always knew when Pete was cooking because the house smelled like some weird concoction or there were interesting ingredients lying around that you knew had to be from some different country. He was always trying to get us to try one of his tasty dishes, but unfortunately we were only cultured enough for our Top Ramen and Quesadillas. He was a very generous person, and was always willing to share with anyone.

Pete was our roommate and friend, and we will never forget him. We will always remember his sense of humor, his turn-table skills, his quiet disposition, his seemingly unlimited intelligence, his cooking, his generosity, his opinions and moral strength, his undoubted faith and rich spirituality, and his integrity as a person. Pete amazed us because he lived everything he believed in, and we will always remember that.

We will miss Pete, but we take these memories with us and they last a lifetime. Your Son lives on through all the lives he touched at GU, and we are honored to be a part of that. We offer our sincerest apologies, and would like to thank you for sharing your Son with us.

~ John, Joe, Brian, Pat, Andy, and Peter

John Faurholt, Joe Owens, Pat D'Ambrosio, Peter Karlin, Brian Anderson, and Andy Sund Class of 2004 - 01/19/05 11:54 AM

I first came to know Pete right away freshman year through, of all places, the rugby team. Recognizing we were more athletes of finesse than force neither of us ever followed through with the sport but in the comradery of those early days it was not hard to recognize the great person Pete was. Through the next few years I'd always run into Pete in the library. We both seemed do a lot of studying in there and always took times to chat and have a few laughs when we saw one another. He was the kind of guy that you walked away from smiling and happy you ran in to.

Our senior year I was lucky enough to live with Pete and others at our house at 604 Mission. My favorite times with Pete there were the early mornings in our kitchen when he'd be headed for an 8am class and I'd be headed for work and we'd shoot the breeze over a big bowl of cereal. To the frustration of our other roommates who were still trying to sleep, Pete and I would always talk and laugh at a volume that was not the most appropriate for those early hours. But I don't think either of us could help it, Pete was just the kind of guy who met life with so much spirit it couldn't really be kept quiet. It rubbed off on me and I loved starting the day that way. I have missed those conversations since we graduated but will miss and cherish them even more now.

Pete shared his car, his road bike, his wisdom and so many other things with us I'll always be grateful. He was a great friend and lived life so purely and beautifully I will forever admire and envy it. I love you ripper, thanks for everything you taught me.

To his family I am so sorry for your loss. You raised an amazing person. Thank you also.

Joe Owens

Joe Owens, College Roomate - 01/19/05 12:47 PM

It is undeniable that Pete was one of the most kind, brilliant and caring people that you could ever have the pleasure of meeting....and I will always remember that. But something else sticks out in my mind when I think about him....his bike. Whenever and wherever I saw Pete it seemed he was riding to or from somewhere. He would always look up and give you the biggest smile and no matter how your day was going, you just couldn't help but smile back. Pete's personality was not only amazing, but it was contagious. When I found myself at 604 Mission, which was nearly everyday, Pete would always take the time to ask how things were going. It didn't matter if he was late for something or just sitting around. He would ask....and mean it. His kindness will always be remembered. We'll miss you Pete....thank you for sharing your time and your heart will all of us. To the Tripp family, I am so very sorry for the loss of this amazing person. He will not be forgotten. I thought I would share this poem with you. It is one that my sister found in the newspaper many years ago and I found it to be somewhat comforting when I Iost someone very close to me.

I Did Not Die, by Melinda Sue Pacho

Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
I am not there. I did not die.

All my love in this difficult time, Meredith Virant

Meredith Virant - 01/19/05 01:25 PM

Faye Vork called us this morning about this tragedy of Pete. We extend our sincere sympathy. I am Freya's mothers first cousin. From all these messages I am reading I feel I know your family a bit better. I know this is a great lose. You can be thankful for Pete's life and all he has given to each of you. He is in the hands of God and may He be with you all and comfort you at this time.
God Bless. We'll keep you all in our prayers.
Cousin Nelda.

Nelda (Wolf) Bollenbach - 01/19/05 01:35 PM

When I first met Pete he was a shy young boy (~fifteen years ago?), when my sister was dating his brother. When I saw him several years later he was in his early teens, and in a very typical teenage way was (politely) disinterested in us boring adults. The next time I saw him was many years later -- we both were staying with my sister (August 2003) and I couldn't believe how he had changed. He had become a delightful and thoughtful young man -- and so handsome! His patience was infinite with my 2 children (Reed & Ruby) and his niece Isabel. He played games and was silly. He listened and asked questions. He read them so many chapters of "Captain Underpants", I'm sure he was ready burn all of his own underpants by the time he was through. To my son Reed, Pete seemed worthy of god status. So tall and smart and athletic, Reed wanted to impress him and tell him all he knew. He wanted to do somersaults and pratfalls so Pete would think he was athletic too. Long after that visit, we would say "Don't you want to be strong and tall like Uncle Pete -- eat your vegetables! If you don't go to school, you won't be smart like Uncle Pete...the list goes on. We saw Pete again last August for a brief visit and the idol worhip strengthened.

I believe the kindness, respect, integrity, discipline and easy-going love of life that embodied Pete is one of the best examples I can ask my son to aspire to. Thank you Pete.

I also believe that he is teaching ME something through this unimaginable tragedy: that each day is a gift and should be treasured and savored. I do wish however, that I could have learned that lesson in a less painful way. Thank you Pete.

Connie Baldwin - 01/19/05 02:22 PM

I am Amie's aunt and I ache for Amie and Pete's family. Amie comes from a big family in Phoenix that at times can be overwhelming but Pete won everyone over in a very short period of time. Amie is such a special person that I never thought there would be a man that deserved her. But I was so wrong. Pete made her laugh, he made her feel completely confident, he loved her and was her true soulmate. I love you for that Pete and always will.

Amie, I love you so much and think about you about 100 times a day. I know that Pete is in a better place, but find it difficult to believe that a better place could be a place without you beside him.

I am so sad for you and the Tripp family. I'm praying for you all.

Love, Lynn

Lynn King - 01/19/05 02:25 PM

It is undeniably clear that Pete profoundly touched the lives of his close friends and family. Yet, as is my case, Pete had an impact on the lives of those he interacted with in even small ways. While I can only consider myself as a friend of a friend of Pete's and a classmate for one week, I was able to see Pete for a very thoughtful and genuine individual. I had heard great things about Pete, and when I finally had the chance to meet him at a mutual friend's birthday, I realized that he was definitely someone I would like to get to know better. Pete just radiated life and laughter and happiness. I'll always remember the last time I saw him. Monday, January 10th, 2005, just a few days ago, we had a philosophy class called Happiness together. Pete shared very insightful and, especially now, appropriate, thoughts with the class. He had recently read books by Viktor Frankl, who survived living in a concentration camp. Pete, you were right. Like Frankl, we can survive extremely difficult times and have a happy, meaningful life if we maintain a positive attitude and look for the good in ourselves and others. That's exactly what you did, Pete. Know that your bright and inspirational way of life, and of course your contagious smile, will always be cherished and remembered. Thank you for all that you were and all you will forever be.

Becky French - 01/19/05 02:27 PM

Pete, I always knew him as Petey. He has to be the sweetest guy I've met at GU. Somehow, without any effort he could cheer you up just by his meer presence. One thing I remember that sparked my awe about him was when I asked him what he did over summer. He casually replied that he backpacked through Europe. But that was just the kind of guy he was. Did so much and enbraced life. Although we were never great friends, he will always be in my heart. I'm sure he has made an impact on everyone he has ever met and he will be greatly missed. I hope you rest in peace Pete! God bless you and your family.

Kelly Sato - 01/19/05 02:49 PM

We were blessed to have Pete at our house January 5 to celebrate our daughter's 23rd birthday. He and Lexi had remained great friends since their freshman year on Cross Country. The dinner table conversation was unlike most. Pete was not embarrassed or shy about expressing his hopes for the world, all the while causing his listeners to feel more hopeful. He talked about the great fishing trip on the Metolius River he'd taken with his Dad on break and how if my husband needed a partner to fish with he should call. He said how grateful he was to his parents for helping him continue his education and told us about his brother and sister, too. We talked about his love of the backcountry and he invited Lexi and her friend to join him and friend Karina to go snowshoe the next day. They all headed the following morning to his spot in northern Idaho and had a wonderful, exhausting day, with Pete driven to get to the top. The few times we got to be with Pete always caused us to carry on the conversation after he left and to talk about just how remarkable he was. It never ended with him leaving and it won't now. His gift of so sincerely sharing himself just seems to multiply and endure. I wish these words could provide some comfort to his family, but as a mom, I can't see how. They already know better than anyone the gift they will always have in the son they raised. Thanks for sharing him with the rest of us.

Julie and Bruce Coburn - 01/19/05 03:24 PM

I have been sitting here for so long trying to say how much Pete has meant to me in my life, but am realizing that it is impossible. There is no way to put in words how much I cared about him from the first time I met him. Pete inspired me in a million ways and helped to make me a more complete and open person. His smile keeps coming into my mind, it is so hard to comprehend that this has happened. My heart and prayers are with his family and loved ones, I wish I could say all the right things, and soothe the pain of even one person, my heart is breaking for everyone he ever touched, it is such an immense loss. I loved him for his entire person and spirit, he had the most beautiful heart, and saw the beauty and worth in everyone around him. I will always miss him, but he is such a part of my heart he can never completely be gone. I have so many memories I want share about him, but would rather share a piece of him that he shared with me:

"It's easy to get sad thinking about distant friends. I've come to figure out that we totally carry people with us though. Everyone thinks that they're a discrete individual, but I think that we have a more shared identity than we'll admit. Your friends shape how you feel and who you are. We all cooperate to nurture each other's understanding of love and life, at the same time we construct a collective spirituality. So you and everyone that you care about are a part of an emotional network that is independent of time or space. You can access your friends through your feelings. By combining your memories with your imagination, your friends can keep you company. If you stay close to your spirituality, then you'll always be with your friends. It sounds imaginary, but your spirituality is a dimension of reality that is just as legitimate as the physical world. Sorry about getting so abstract. Today I was thinking about the irises that I got my mom. The irises were beautiful while they were blooming, but now they're wilting. My mom said: "One of the best things about flowers is that they're beautiful and then they're gone, but you always have the experience of them." Sometimes the products of the experience are more important than the experiences themselves. It's a perfect metaphor for relationships. The time you spend with someone is a facility for the love that develops between you. The love is what's important, not the time."

You will always be with me Pete, thank you for being one of the best friends I have ever had.

Megan McCormick - 01/19/05 04:39 PM

Peter was our friendliest neighbor when we lived in Eugene. He was only four or five, but he would come over almost every day to play. As we had no children, he would bring his own toys and tell us how to use them. Alli would come to get him, giving us a chance to talk. One time Peter (he was Peter to us until his teen years), was upset that Allison and I were talking and not playing. He said, "She was my friend first." That made me feel great, but guilty. So, we tried not to exclude him after that. Peter couldn't have had a more wonderful sister. When he was very young, Peter was very outgoing. The older he got, the shyer he became. One day, Harris Elementary was let out early, and Freya was working. The school called me to pick up Peter. When we arrived home, I asked whether he wanted to play at our house. He said he would go to a friend's house. I knew then our play days were over. Pete's birthday was the same day as our anniversary. One year Mike and Freya were out of town on the special occasion, so the three of us went to Track Town Pizza to celebrate. Pete was a teenager then and as much a joy to be with as when he was little. We are grateful the Tripps have been part of our lives.

Loren and Judy Meredith - 01/19/05 04:57 PM

Over my whole Gonzaga experience thus far, I knew Pete. He was one of the happiest, nicest people I've ever met here at Gonzaga, and I'm glad that I was able to share conversations with him whenever we saw each other. The last time I saw Pete was downtown at Aki's bar and grill, where he came to watch us play. During our break, I sat down and we talked story. He was a great guy, and I as well as many others will miss him so very much. "I will always remember you Pete, thanks for being such an awesome person."

Byron Tanigawa - 01/19/05 05:01 PM

It's odd. Remembrances and retrospectives are usually a time to celebrate the best in a person and downplay the bad. Selective memory, if only to soothe a mourning heart. A man's friends grow in number exponentially when he dies - and why not? I've seen many important and not-so-important people in my life pass away and it's always held true.

What's odd is that this phenomenon isn't happening now. It's not necessary - Pete Tripp really was that rare gem of a man whom *everyone* loved and *everyone* will miss. He was the single sweetest and most well-intentioned guy I have known in my time at Gonzaga. No equivocation, no hesitation. I'd have trusted him with my sister if I had one. Those who know me understand that I'm not interested in flattery for flattery's sake. I guess I'm just fishing for a way to communicate how sincerely the accolades and tributes ring true in this case. As startling as death is, we nonetheless become inured to the gruesome realities of a man's life, triggering that selective memory filter. Not all who die are as good as their dirges would have us think. Pete was. And then some.

For better than 4 years, Pete and I were casual friends. I think back to his freshman year in Roncalli - I was one of the few sophomores in the dorm, part of the crew of big-brother figures who helped make that transitional period easier on the crop of incoming freshmen. Even after he transferred out of Roncalli at semester, we still maintained a loose bond that held on to the last time I saw him - three days before the end. Our last in-depth conversation was on Halloween night - while a wild party raged on around us, Pete and I sat off on our own talking about... of all things... the wisdom of the Classics: Greek literature and philosophy and how, in spite of the permanent lasting brilliance of the insights of antiquity, the lessons learned so many thousands of years ago still have to be relearned by each successive generation. There was an uncommon depth to that man. He was on his way to amazing things.

"Couldn't have happened to a nicer fella." You hear the refrain trotted out every time. Well, 99% of the time, they're wrong. Because it happened to Pete. His loss will be felt as few others and his fleeting legacy will ring true for a long time to come.

Justin Padley - 01/19/05 05:13 PM

Pete was as wonderfully unique and wholesome as the snow flakes that he loved so dearly. All those around him saw something different and beautiful, like that single multifaceted crystal of ice. He made dark and dreary 'landscapes' brighter where ever he was. He reflected the goodness and light of every situation he was in and all the people that were with him. Like that snow flake, he was rare as rare can be and his time with us was much to fleeting. The snow took him from us but we will remember how this one beautiful and good person loved nature, life, family, and friends. We can revel in the fact that we knew him and that he touched us forever.

Gayle & Terry Hazen (Aunt & Uncle) - 01/19/05 05:51 PM

When my sister, Amie, called and told me she was going out with a cute and smart, but shy kid, from her philosophy class I was initially worried (as most protective brothers would be) that he might exemplify those crude traits that characterize many college guys. While Amie told me of what an amazing person he was, I remained doubtful. After getting to know him, I realized was simply close-minded to the fact that a person as great as Pete Tripp even existed. What I appreciate most about Pete was howly truly loving he was to Amie, but a close second was the way he treated myself and my family. Whenever he would call Amie at home and I answered the phone he was never in a rush to get to talking to Amie, but would talk to me for at least a half an hour--and he did so with genuine interest into the happenings of my own life. He was always so impressed with whatever I was doing, which I always appreciated so much because I was a hundred times more impressed with him. Rarely do you have someone in life who is accomplished, intelligent, and well-rounded as Pete who shows such interest in every little accomplishment of yours. For this and for the love you showed my sister I will forever love you Pete.

Steven Manos - 01/19/05 06:07 PM

These notes and remembrances are a such a wonderful tribute to Pete, but to us they are also a tribute to Pete's great parents Mike and Freya. They speak volumes about how love and guidance in a happy home raised such a wonderful young man. Jan and I are shocked and saddened by the news of Pete's untimely death. We have known the Tripp's since first meeting them in North Bend where Mike and my brother John were practicing medicine in the same clinic. I began going on fishing trips with Mike and clearly remember having fished with Pete on two occasions; once on the Deschutes River and once on Crane Prairie Lake. I too remember Pete taking the "dare" and climbing to the top of a high rock out over a pool on the Deschutes and taking the plunge. I was impressed with his spirit and playfulness. I wish I had fished more with Pete and had gotten to know him better. I know Mike and Freya will always have Pete close to them in their hearts. Mike, Freya and family - our hearts and prayers are with you during this sad and difficult time. May GOD bless you and give you strength. Rick and Jan Ries

Rick and Jan Ries - 01/19/05 06:17 PM

For the last three days, the image constantly in my mind has been Pete, smiling in his sweet, shy way. I see him wrinkling his mouth in that wry sort of way, krinkling his eyes, and looking down, then, if he thought it was really funny, tilting his head to the side. As others on this site have said, what a beautiful smile. When he was a boy Pete came to Minnesota with his family, and we all got together, which meant Pete was surrounded by the whole family, talking loudly and all at once. Soft spoken, young Pete often stood at the side lines, smiling and laughing, but too easily out shouted. Last summer was different. Pete came to Minnesota by himself, so the crowd was smaller, and for the first time, really, I had a chance to talk quietly with him. What a dazzling young man he had become. He spoke about his hope that he could do some good for people, he spoke about issues of social justice and how he believed the church could be an agent for change. He spoke about the importance of community and the significance of spirituality. My sweet, shy nephew had become a thoughtful, articulate, intelligent young man, filled with conviction and optimism and hope. How amazing that this beautiful boy, with his beautiful smile, who had such a breadth of experience also acquired such depth of spirit and mind and soul.

Aunt Christy - 01/19/05 06:37 PM

I am the brother of Joe Owens, who lived with Pete their senior year at Gonzaga. Finishing my last year at GU and living far from campus,I became a sort of fixture at their house before, after and between class, just to stop by and say hello and occasionally flopping on the couch. I am proud to say that I had the priviledge to get to know them all quite well. What an amazing group of friends. Pete was not the most outspoken person; but some people's kindness, brilliance and love radiates from them no matter what. I could not have a higher opinion of Pete. Pete always said hello with a smile and was anxious to laugh. What an amazing person. We are all at a loss for Pete's passing, but I am sure he is in good hands right now. My thoughts and prayers are with Pete's family. Frank Owens

Frank Owens- Friend - 01/19/05 06:48 PM

There are so many people that you meet at a school like Gonzaga, but there are a few that really stand out. Pete was one of those kids. No matter who you were, Pete would take the time to say hello and ask you how your day was going. Although shy, he seemed to have touched more hearts than most. He made an impression on everyone he came into contact with. Today I was on the phone with a friend of mine, and we were talking about Pete. I told her that I had heard the news from a friend of ours who was a close friend of Pete's and told her how upset our friend was. She calmly replied, "He was everyone's close friend." There are many of us who knew Pete when we saw him out on the weekends, riding his bike, or on his runs by 1327 Superior. In the small amount of time that I had with Pete, he touched my life in a way hard to discribe. He was an amazing person. Although a short life, we know that enjoyed every minute that he had and he lived to the fullest. My prayers are with the family. Pete, You will be missed!!!

Gina Barendrick - 01/19/05 07:36 PM

I met Pete my freshman year at Gonzaga and have never forgotten his genuine kindness. His smile made others smile, and his interest in others showed a true caring spirit. I'm sad that Pete is no longer here because I know that he would have brought so much more joy to this world. However, I do know that the world is simply a better place because of Pete. My thoughts and prayers are with Pete's family. Thank you Pete for being you.

Beth Karsh - 01/19/05 07:40 PM

I never had the pleasure of knowing Pete. I heard of his death on the news and being from Eugene, it was featured. When I realized he went to Gonzaga, I thought to myself he may of known my sister Becka. I spoke with her today and listened to her describe the wonderful, adventurous, full of life, deeply loved person you all are describing here. Never knowing him, I am impacted by his spirit and the love for life he clearly had. It is a true testament to his life and character,he inspired so many. My blessing of love and compassion go out to you all. Shea Hardy, Eugene Oregon

Shea Hardy - 01/19/05 07:57 PM

Remember the Memories: Pete

Oh Pete. That smile, that funny little head nod that was just you. Your laugh, you loved our little jokes around the house. Playing Gin Rummy mornings before class over a bowl of my grape nuts and your signature Pete Tripp porridge. I never met another person who loved grits with honey and a big glass of milk more than you. Every time I eat Tofu I will think of you, I loved watching you work over the stove cooking your tofu until it was the perfect consistency, browned and just chewy enough. Throw on some hoisson sauce and you were ready to go. Remember when you would buy a new spice just to try it. Pasta with Thyme, Maybe a little olive oil, but the flavor for the night was just one spice, Thyme.

Remember that time we hiked around Dishman Hills. Fake climbing the rock. Talking about life and nature. Nature meant so much to both of us. You told me how beautiful nature was to you and we reminisced about times we had spent in places away from civilization. Remember hiking up Tumalo butte spring break of 2003. We raised our arms in celebration of making it to the top. We felt like we were on top of the world. We didn’t bring our snowboards that day but we jumped off of snow-covered stumps in our snowshoes and enjoyed the solitude of snow and trees. You really loved being back there.

Remember driving home with from Spokane, to Bend. Talking and listening to old school rap. You loved your music and loved the rhythmic beats of a Brand Nubian, or Jurassic 5 song. You taught me so much about eating healthy, for the ride home I brought a big bag of sweets and you brought pita bread with hummus and fresh tomatoes. And boy was it good. We talked about photography and capturing moments of life. I could always bounce my crazy ideas for a new picture off of you and you would always tell me how great it was to express yourself.

Remember new years 2002 at my house in Sunriver. There were only a few of us, but that was all right. I remember teaching you Mille Borne, that funny game with rabbits and turtles and stop signs and green lights. Your life was like a green light, always on the go, enjoying every minute. You made the most out of every minute of life.

Remember that morning when we set out for a road bike ride down along the Spokane River and back up centennial trail. We rode down along the river and stopped to look at rapids along the way. Remember my foot getting stuck in the pedals, and down I went. I laughed you came and picked me up. We talked about going down the river in my pontoon boats. Oh how you would have loved the John Day river canyon. I wish we could have gone.

Remember Mt. Schweitzer. We had some good trips to Mt. Schweitzer. You would always want to find a new way down. Remember the perfect snow we found on the backside of Schweitzer. Sure we had to hike out, and we knew that on the way down, but you can’t pass up a ride on that wonderful snow. A foot of fresh untracked snow, crystal and clean, just begging us to ride down it. You took of first on your telemark skis. How graceful you were. Just watching you carve and lean into every turn was an amazing sight. Like a painter you painted that snow with beautiful arcs and lines. I loved to watch, and I loved to ride with you. Farther we went down that hill with that wonderful snow, it might take us all day to hike back to the top just to get back to where we could ride back down to our car, but we didn’t care we just kept going. A day of fresh powder was heaven for us. I will miss sharing those fresh powder fields with you.

In order to have life you must live life. I like to think I live every day to its fullest potential, but I don’t know if that is possible. Pete did everything he could to live everyday to its fullest potential. Days that others might spend hung over lying on the couch, Pete would spend hiking, running, skiing, or reading. Oh how you loved to read. Pete lived life. He lived life to do the special things that make life interesting. His life was an adventure and he explored every part of it he could. I may have only know you for three years Pete, but I know that in those three years you lived life to its fullest.

Remember the memories, Pete. Thank you. I will never forget you. Pete Tripp you were my friend, and I enjoyed every minute I ever spent with you.

Brian Nolte

Brian Nolte...Roomate and Friend - 01/19/05 08:39 PM

I was in kindergarten with Peter at Harris Elementary in Eugene. I remember after morning kindergarten I would go over to my friend Monique's house on Cameo drive, and Peter would go over to Reid Weaver's house (Monique's neighbor). The four of us used to take the bus together and walk the steep hills home. I also remember roller skating in Reid and Monique's driveway, - what great times we had. Early on Pete was a great friend.

Amy Temes - 01/19/05 10:14 PM

Pete really had a way for brightening up every day life. One of my favorite memories of him was freshman year at CB6, dancing the night away. I smile as I remember Bob Marley's Birthday, and Pete making cool shapes out of pipettes in Chemistry lab. Another night, a friend and I joined him for a late night jump on the trampoline in his backyard. There was a certain aura of acceptance about Pete. He seemed willing to discuss most any topic (as once we had a substantial conversation about which breed of dog was the coolest) with an open mind. His smile reflected his open heart, too. I feel a profound sense of loss when I think about the things he might have accomplished, other lives he might have touched. I am thankful for the memories he gave me and hope to remember him by living life with big smiles, open discussion, and kind demeanor.

Monica Corrigan - 01/19/05 11:02 PM

If there is one thing that stands testament to the fondness and respect I had for Pete, it is this simple fact: In a time when I can find no light, no justice, and no goodness, I still cannot call to mind an image of Pete without picturing a smile on his face. Someone once told me that the best friends in life are the ones that make you want to be a better person. Pete, you enriched every life you touched, my own included. Please keep an eye on us.

Pat Nicholes - 01/19/05 11:25 PM

Pete has not left my mind since I found out the tragic news. I have been trying to piece together all the memories I have of times with Pete -- but what is happening is that more always seem to surface. Pete was a presence in so many lives, and yet to each friendship he gave so much and cared so geniunely. Pete was one of those people that immediately brightened your mood and made you smile. I think he loved to make other people smile. I also remember his laughter and how fast it spread to those around him. I knew Pete through some science classes since freshman year, but it was in a Philosophy class junior year (Theory of Knowledge) that our friendship really grew. We both loved philosophy as well as science. I looked forward to seeing him in class, even if it was just a "hey! how's it going?" between us before class started. I always felt accepted and at peace around Pete; at the same time, he brought much joy and laughter to the people around him. He exuded a spirit of acceptance, love, wisdom, generosity. Pete was always so gracious and so selfless. I feel so honored to have known him and call him a friend. He is truly an example and an inspiration. Thank you Pete. You are truly an amazing soul and a gem of a friend. You have touched so many lives in such profound ways. My thoughts and prayers are with you all.

Maureen O'Hara, Class of 2004 - 01/20/05 12:16 AM

Pete, you were one of the first people who really made me feel welcome at Gonzaga. With your infectious smile and friendly banter, you were always one of my favorite people to bump into. It probably had a lot to do with the fact that you always wanted to hear how I was doing, what was going on with me. Also because I always left a conversation with you happier and with a smaile on my face. I loved talking art with you. You were so passionate about it that I often forgot you weren't even studying art at the time. I'll always remember seeing you in the library, when you brought me over to where you had been working to show me a collage you had done. I remember it being awesome. Thank you for being there Pete and always listening. You'll forever be in my thoughts.

Kaylin Rostron - 01/20/05 02:38 AM

Dear Tripp Family: No, I didn't know Pete. However, I feel compelled as a father, an outdoor enthusiast and a member of the Gonzaga Community to offer my support and prayers to you in this difficult time. As a father of 5 I empathize with the lost of your son and brother. I admire your courage in setting up this site for others to offer their thoughts. But more importantly I pray that you will have the privacy to grieve quietly as only a family can. As an outdoor enthusiast I am a kindred spirit with Pete. I have skied, climbed, hiked, camped and trained in the area above Mullan many times. I can appreciate Pete's love for the mountains would have been honored to have shared that with him. Finally, as a member of the Gonzaga Community, I am especially pained at the lost of one of our own. It appears Pete shared that special bond, sets of values and ethics that is uniquely Gonzaga. We, too, have lost a member of our family. In closing I know that there is really nothing any of us can say that will allievate your pain. However, I offer that while we are all poorer at Pete's passing, we have all been made rich by his short time among us. God bless you. Mac McCandless, AIA Campus Architect Gonzaga University

Mac McCandless - 01/20/05 07:25 AM

There are certain people who are able to brighten a room just by entering it. Make people smile just by their own smile. Make people laugh with the mere sound of their own laugh. Pete was one of those people. Pete was such an amazing person who brought joy to everyone he met. We are all such better people for having had Pete in our lives. I offer my sincerest condolences to Pete’s family at this time.

Sarah Taylor - 01/20/05 08:18 AM

Reading through the postings above about the wonderful life Pete lived, I find it hard to say a word that we don't already know about him. Pete was one of the most caring individuals we all had the pleasure of meeting and every ounce of his soul was in every way Good. His passion to search for Truth and his humble and sympathetic nature rubbed off on everyone with whom he came into contact. Whether in the classroom, walking across campus, or in a social setting Pete was always honest, very intuitive, and above all very loving. His life was taken well before it deserved to be, but as we all well know every day of his life was lived to the fullest. Pete, we love and miss you, and appreciate now more than ever the joy in life you shared with each of us.

Donny Courtney - 01/20/05 10:51 AM

I believe in laughter, I believe in love, and I believe Pete was sent here to give these gifts to everyone he encountered. I was blessed to meet Pete freshman yr at Gonzaga. At first he was the cute boy down the hall but soon he became more than that, he became a good friend. I enjoyed listening to all of his adventures and the adventures to come. Pete truly inspired me! You are missed but never forgotten. My prayers are with Pete's family in this time of need.

Gianna Spicciati - 01/20/05 11:07 AM

Each time I talked to Pete he made me feel like the most interesting person in the world. Upon reading the shared thoughts above, I realize that he did this for everyone. He reveled in each life experience from something small like running into a friend at the library to his big adventures such as pioneering the back country of Idaho's mountains. To try and make sense of a tragedy like this, it consoles me to think that everything must happen for a reason. The loss of a wonderful person like Pete must have occured to inspire all of us to appreciate each life experience to the fullest. I want to thank Pete's family for sharing Pete with the Gonzaga community for the past five years. This outpouring of love and support is a testament to his beautiful life that will never be forgotten.

Erin Petrie - 01/20/05 11:25 AM

Karina shared with me a writing/email from Pete to Courtnae & shared with others, and I wanted to share a few of the words from Pete with everyone:

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"I felt like everything is going to be okay if I just let it. Sometimes the meaning of life is revealed like clouds opening up to a clear night when you can see the stars, and then it's covered back up again as the clouds blow over, I guess we just have to believe that the stars are still there and that they are always beautiful."

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I love how so many people have expressed that when they think of Pete they see him smiling: I feel that way too. He was a happy generous person, who had this magical way of making those he was around, happy and content too... but motivated. I can hardly express what I mean, but I hope you understand what I am trying to say. I also hear many people referring to Pete being shy: being his sister and seeing him from his birthing day on, he never seemed shy to me: but he did have a huge respect for people and their concerns & emotions, and when he met new people I could see he was listening and modestly affirming of their connection, as time or sometimes just the element of a "connection" evolved Pete was the most open, exuberant and loyal friend anyone could met. I think his exuberance to meet people and to talk to people was always there, thus I never felt he was shy, but that he was unassuming and concerned for every person he met. Thank you to everyone who loves Pete, you know his friends and family were a core pillar in his exuberance and energy for life: you made his day even better when he saw you, too. ~Alli

Pete's sister Alli - 01/20/05 11:31 AM

I shared a little time with Pete in the summers that followed High School. We surfed a couple of times together and drove down to a music festival in California. I was struck by Petes sold and unwavering abililty to welcome others with a delightful smile. I remember his eyes to be elusive, which made his smile even more of a treat! They would hide underneath the brim of his baseball cap wondering throught possiblities of lifes elusive logic, pondering and ever searching for most aesthetic choice. I found that Pete had amazing qualities that I would look up to and later emulate.

Wyatt Southworth-Thomas - 01/20/05 11:40 AM

Hi to you all. I am Justin Holzworths mom. He was a friend of Petes at GU. I recall meeting Pete in May outside the house on Sinto's. Justin wanted to be sure that we met. Pete had been out for a run, and with a big smile, shook my hand and was pleased to meet me. I must tell you that Justin had such respect for how hard Pete worked in school, and what a solid, together guy he was. He said that Pete Tripp was a one of a kind. This web site only must show a fraction of proof of that. I am sending my heartfelt sympathy and love to you all. What a joy to have had this child in your life. You were the luckiest people in the world, and take his loving memories and forge ahead, for Pete!!! Char Holzworth, Bozeman, MT>

Char Holzworth - 01/20/05 11:44 AM

I have read every single tribute to Pete on this wonderful website and now feel compelled to write one as well. The loss is profound and heartbreaking. But, Mike and Freya, these are also tributes to you as parents. Your life is only worth the impact you have on others. It's quite obvious the impact Pete had on others. That is also profound. My thoughts and prayers are for you and your family.

Norma Pereira - 01/20/05 11:57 AM

As most people have already posted, to know Pete was to love Pete. One of my favorite stories about Pete was when the two of us were walking out of mass together with two other friends. He turned to us three girls and said, "You know, some guys always say, 'If a girl's hot, she should give me a call.....but I say, 'Hey, if a girl's got a great personality, she should give me a call!'" I think that quote is very indicative of Pete's personality; he had the unique ability to always look beyond the surface of people straight through to the heart. His love was always very sincere and very genuine. I will miss Pete very, very much. All of my love and prayers to Pete's family.

Lori Severns - 01/20/05 12:08 PM

Putting Pete’s kindness into words seems unfeasible, he touched every person he met so deeply that losing him is so painful for so many people. I admire him so much, he accomplished the ultimate goal in life at such a young age, “to love and be loved in return.” Pete was loved by every person he met, and he truly loved his life and those who were in it. His love for life was contagious, after talking to Pete I would always walk away with a better outlook on life, he was so profound in everything he said. The moment I met Pete he made me feel so special, he would ask how I was as I walked into their Mission house, and truly wait for an answer. I over heard someone in Crosby say the other day that “everyone was friends with Pete,” and this is so true in the best possible way. He is such an amazing soul and he touched my life more than words can say, I will miss you Pete, your unique college cooking, your contagious smile, and your wonderful outlook on life, I will forever carry your memory with me.

Sarah Hiel - 01/20/05 01:46 PM

Pete will be missed. I knew him at GU through my undergraduate days and as an employee in campus ministry at GU for the past 2 years. He was a very thoughtful, kind, compassionate, bright young man who packed a lot into his life. He had the ability of bring people together even with very different outlooks on life. He opened his life up to everyone. The best is yet to come for Pete and all of us...

Andy Van Pelt - 01/20/05 02:07 PM

I didn't know Pete personally. But I am a member of the Gonzaga community having spent four years 1974-1978, and I know the kinds of relationships Pete surly had with friends,teachers and everyone he touched. I felt as if I had lost someone in my family when I heard about the tragedy two days ago. He was part of my Gonzaga family. God Bless Pete and his entire family for it is you, the ones left behind that mourn this great loss of a life unfinished...yet Pete is on the journey of his Life right now and I know in my heart that you will be reunited with him again. You remain in my prayers. Kellie Gough Boise, Idaho Gonzaga Graduate 1978

Kellie (Presta) Gough - 01/20/05 02:44 PM

Pete was one of the Dogwood Drive (Eugene, OR) neighborhood gang, kids of all ages who would gather in the street immediately after wolfing down an after-school snack to play. We didn't care about what we played...we just knew that we wanted to be outside until the last light left the neighborhood and our parents' voices rang out down the street calling us to dinner. Even though I haven't seen Pete in years, I kept track of him, just like I did with all of the neighborhood kids, through parents and friends. I knew indirectly of his success at Gonzaga and his snowboarding adventures. On Monday, I happened to be going through old pictures and found one of the younger contingency of neighborhood kids. Pete, my brother and Ryan were sitting on the curb, knees skinned, hair wild from running around and clutching bright red popsicles in their hands. They must have been about seven or eight years old. That's how I remember him. Just a little kid, running around the neighborhood. My heart goes out to everyone in his family. Know that we'll not forget him. Thanks for sharing him with us.

Kasha Roseta - 01/20/05 03:02 PM

May they rest in peace in and endless powdery dream. They will enjoy fresh tracks for all eternity. I hope the families and friends remember their wonderful lives not as cut short, but lived to the fullest.

Kyle Twohig - 01/20/05 03:18 PM

I do not know Pete but my prayers are with you... Please be strong and trust that he has a good place in heaven...

Yubo Hou - 01/20/05 03:20 PM

My prayers are with your family.

Julia Ruiz, '02 - 01/20/05 03:26 PM

In reminiscing and talking about Pete with one of my roommates, something was said that I think speaks volumes about Pete and the person he was: “Pete was the kind of person/friend that we all wanted to know, and the kind of person/friend that we all aspire to become.” Thank you so much, Pete, for letting me know you. You will always be a part of everyone who ever met you, and you will certainly always be a part of me and in my heart. Rest in peace.

Josh Koehnke - 01/20/05 03:27 PM

My thoughts and prayers are with your family and friends. May God grant you strength and courage during this time of great loss.

Nona Wilson, GU Alumni 2001 - 01/20/05 03:49 PM

From the geographies of light, We could afford to borrow Petra for only so long, just long enough, infact, to get a clear glimpse of what we might all strive towards. And a hastened departure, it does one thing well, it arrests our attention for this call, all the more. Namaste, Petra.

Gabe Newton, (south eugene) - 01/20/05 04:05 PM

Pete sounds like a tremendous young man and I wish I'd had the opportunity to know him. My thoughts and prayers will be the family and his friends during their time of loss. God bless.

Trevor Werttemberger (GU' 94) - 01/20/05 04:09 PM

You may not have known Fr. Tony Lehmann, a long-time Gonzaga Jesuit who died in 2003. But he taught all who knew him to believe that life doesn't end when the human body stops functioning. Padre Tony's favorite parting phrase all the years I knew him, and the words he left us all when he died were "To be continued." You will be with Brian again. He is not lost, just gone for now. "To be continued." Gonzaga Class of '74

- 01/20/05 04:25 PM

Thoughts and prayers with your family. We have lost two members of the Gonzaga Family...if there is anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate to contact me. Sincerely, Tim Morin Gonzaga Class of 97 irishzag@hotmail.com

Tim Morin - 01/20/05 04:44 PM

My warmest thoughts and prayers go out to you in this time of deep sadness. May you be comforted by the embrace of close family and friends, and by the words of those you've never met.

Rosemarie Downey-McCarthy '00 - 01/20/05 04:51 PM

My thoughts and prayers are with your family. I did not know Pete, but reading these messages tell me that he was a fine young man. I am very sorry for your loss. Pete is with our Lord Jesus now loving you, and all he knew and loved, more than ever.

Tony Boccaccio - 01/20/05 04:51 PM

I knew Pete more by his cross-country nickname “Rube” -- a nickname I’m not sure he cared for but still could laugh at when we called him by it. He joined the team as freshman and I remember he always seemed to be in good spirits and only gave positive comments and encouragement to his teammates. One of my favorite memories of Pete was at the Bigfoot Invitational cross-country race in 2000. Although he was a shy guy, Pete was known for taking his shirt off during practices. It must have been down in the 30s that day and while many other runners wore hats and gloves, Pete took off his thin nylon jersey in the middle of the race and threw it to the ground. There was never a dull moment with “Rube” and I will miss him dearly.

Mark Bridenstine, '03 - 01/20/05 04:52 PM

The sublety and wit of pete's character will always astound me. He led by example and had the will to be both patient and decisive. Throughout years of knowing pete and the opportunity to travel with him through Japan, he remains a friend, a mentor, and peer that I will look up to forever.

Sky - 01/20/05 05:00 PM

I thought I had a great story to tell about Pete, but everyone seems to have the same story. I only knew Pete briefly through friends at Gonzaga, but the few times I was around him I admired him. He was so amazingly friendly, happy and knowledgeable. Pete was special and will be missed.

Jason Kuska - 01/20/05 05:13 PM

My wife, Gail and I, have been friends of Mike and Freya since they moved to Eugene many years ago. I am a colleague and close friend of Mike. I met Pete a few times, but mostly knew him thru his father's words. Mike was always so proud of Pete, his sensitivity, independence, warmth, and how well he related to others. How fragile life is, when even the young people can leave us this way. I hope we all are reminded to express our love and appreciation to friends and family while we are still physically present and able to verbalize such feelings to each other. Many people in Eugene are thniknig of the Tripp family, and sharing their grief. Munir Katul

Munir Katul MD - 01/20/05 05:22 PM

Pete was one of the greatest persons that I have ever met. My sister said,"Pete can't die, the world needs more Petes. Even if Pete had no clue what you were talking about he always listened and made you seem really important. When my family and Pete were up at MT. Hood Pete worked almost the whole day with me. Pete changed the way I looked at life. I would just like to say thanks for all the wonderful yet short years

Ryan Manos - 01/20/05 05:30 PM

I didn't know Pete but there is no doubt from this outpouring of his friends and family that he was a very special, warm sensitive person who touched many lives. My thoughts and prayers are with you his friends and family.

Flyroy '79 - 01/20/05 05:39 PM

Throughout my time at GU, I was fortunate enough to have several classes with Pete. I always loved to listen when he spoke up to voice his well thought out and heart felt views. He always made me think about things through a multidimensional lens. He was so brilliant and easy going that you could talk to him about anything and he always made time to do so. As much as I would have loved to know Pete as many of you did, he always treated me as though I’d known him since childhood, this meant so much. Pete and I had great times skating together and through knowing him he inspired me to live life to the fullest. I will think of you always and my thoughts are with your family and loved ones. I am so lucky I had the opportunity to know him in the small way that I did, for it really touched my life with joy. God Bless you Pete.

RJ Moseley - 01/20/05 05:39 PM

Grandpa and I were there when Pete was born in North Bend. When they are very young babies will sit on Grandma's lap; he was a sweet lapfull. As he grew older, Peter developed into an unusually sensitive, spiritual, caring young man. He came to visit us in August of 2004. He repaired my brick walk, planted my irises, and then went into Grandpa's shop and made a cutting board for Amie, just like that!! We will never stop mourning the loss of this beautiful grandson.

Grandma Alice - 01/20/05 05:59 PM

I was watching the news in my house in Seattle on Monday night when I heard on the news that two students from GU were in an accident. When I saw Pete's face on the TV, I immediately recognized his smiling face and my heart just broke. I met Pete when he was a freshman at Gonzaga. We barely knew each other but whenever I saw him on campus or at a party, he greeted me by name with that smile that so many people have written about. The fact that he remembered my name, a person he barely knew, made me feel special; but now I realize that it was he who was the special one. My thoughts and prayers are with his family and friends.

Emily Petersen Quint '02 - 01/20/05 06:25 PM

Our son, Joe (above), was one of Pete's housemates their senior year and another son, Frank (also above), was a frequent visitor at 604 E. Mission. Additionally, it was our great pleasure to get to know Pete a little during our infrequent visits to Spokane and to share in their joyous graduation celebrations. At first introduction to Pete, you knew you had just met someone special. Pete was without artifice. We recognized his curious intellect and the loving warmth of his spirit. We would seek him out on our visits because he just made you feel so darn good! Seeming to be naturally shy and self-effacing, he nonetheless possessed the rare gift and courage to be perfectly "present" to whomever he encountered. How lucky our sons and we are to be counted in that number. Pete was a remarkable young man. With sorrowful but grateful hearts, we wish you God's healing and peace.

Dennis and Norene Owens, parents of one of Pete's housemates at 604 E. Mission - 01/20/05 06:27 PM

I had the honor of knowing Pete as one of his cross country and track coaches at South Eugene High School. There are so many qualities that truly describe Pete. He was kind, intelligent, funny, gracious, and always so grateful. I think Pete said "thank you" to me for every interval split or race time I ever recorded or talked with him about. He was so humble and strong, blended beautifully together. He treated everyone and everything around him with such respect. His smile and energy was so contagious and he will be an eternal inspiration for so many of us. Even during this time of such sadness and loss, I smile through tears just looking at all the wonderful pictures and memories that have been posted. One of my thoughts was similar to one posted early; a sentiment of, more people should have the chance to know Pete, the world needs more Pete. It is clear, however, that those he has touched he has done so with such depth and sincerity that he will continue to touch, teach, inspire and make people smile.

Jill Mestler - 01/20/05 07:43 PM

- 01/20/05 08:13 PM

Dear Tripp Family: Our daughter is a Gonzaga student. Please accept our sincerest condolences over the loss of your son Pete. Our hearts ache for you, and all of you are in our prayers.

Diana and Dale Schafer - 01/20/05 08:13 PM

Twenty minutes or twenty years. No matter how long you long you knew Pete, he made an inimitable impression. Rain, nor sleet, nor hail, nor snow, nor summer, Pete would ski. On ski days good or bad, he was the first guy up and the last one down. I don’t think there was a one day skiing with Pete where I didn’t wait for him in the car… He never could get enough. We were all fortunate to have Pete alongside the GU ski team. Whether you were fast or slow, covered in snow or in first place, Pete would make everyone smile at the bottom of the hill. Pete, thanks from all of us for the conversation on long car rides. Thanks for helping us realize what life is all about. I may forget all the races we traveled to, but I’ll never forget that you were there. Most of all Pete, thanks for pulling us all together. You’ve led us to embrace one another and embrace our lives. You’ve set a standard for personal character.

Kyle Teater - 01/20/05 08:39 PM

Friends and family of Peter: You have my deepest heartfelt sympathy during this time of sadness and grief. I heard of this tragedy through the media and Gonzaga's alumni program. It was only a couple of years ago that I got a call from a Pierce County Sheriff's deputy telling me that my twin brother had died in an avalanche while backcountry skiing near Crystal Mountain. He was the only one lost in a party of seven skiers. They two were very well prepared for avalanche danger but it just wasn't enough. The world changed profoundly for me and my family that day, and I still think of Don quite often as we both loved the outdoors. I share your pain as I too have been there. I wish you peace as you work through this and I'm sure that both your loved one and mine have met in Heaven and are enjoying God's beauty in a whole new way now. Dan Dovey Gonzaga Class of 1987, BSCE

Dan Dovey - 01/20/05 09:11 PM

I didn't stay in contact with Pete when he went to GU, but I attended elementary, middle, and high school with him in Eugene. Pete's early passing seems so unjust, but my memories of his gentleness and good nature reflect the great value of his life. Rest in Peace, Pete.

Nate Sutton - 01/20/05 09:36 PM

There was something about Pete's eyes that made you think there was something definitely different about this kid. There was so much depth to them...to him. That is the first thing I remember about Pete when I met him my freshman year. I wondered how it was possible for someone to be so genuine and so amazing as Pete and I was fortunate enough to meet his parents a few years back. After seeing him with his parents, I noticed something: Pete had his mother's eyes. And I believe that along with his mother's eyes came his deep sincerity and love of people. I thank his family for raising such an amazing person and for sharing him with us all these years. As I sit here and read all the amazing things people have written about Pete I notice that my heart has begun to beat faster and faster. And I have realized that this is the same feeling that came to me every moment I was able to be with Pete. In a way, I feel like Pete is still alive in my heart and I know that my heart will continue to beat in this same way with every thought of him. There are some people that you know are put into your life for a reason, to make you smile, to make you learn to love more deeply, to simply make you want to be a better person. Pete was definitely this person for me. He challenged me every single day, challenged me to think, to feel, to truly love. Some of the best moments of my life have been with Pete, and it it sad to say that the saddest moment of my life was to lose Pete. But as I sit here and feel my heart beat, I know that Pete will never be gone because he is what makes my heart beat faster. All my love, Pete.

Bailie Jones-Class of '04 - 01/20/05 09:46 PM

Wow, all these posts is such a testament to just how amazing Pete was. Like so many people have said, his smile always made my day. Pete could make anyone feel comfortable and welcome. He was so intelligent and yet so humble about his gifts. Pete made every friend feel special and he made sure he always had time when someone was in need. In this past week I've realized how important it is to put our friends first and to let them know how much they mean to us. Pete, you lived life the way its supposed to be lived. After reading the email Karina forwarded, I just wanted to put down some of Pete's words that have been the most comforting the past few days: "God is in love with us, we're never alone, life is inherently meaningful, optimism is worthwhile, and everything is going to be alright." Thanks Pete, and keep on smiling down on us from heaven.

Kristen Doyle - 01/20/05 11:52 PM

In 2000, I had the opportunity to take Pete on a University Tour during his GEL weekend (If I remember right, I think he was person to show up). Besides always smiling, I remember him being honest, genuine, grounded and independent--attributes uncommon to the average 18 year old. Five years later, I am glad to read that the Univeristy Community thrived with Pete as a student. May his memory continue to inspire us all.

Gerry Bernabe-'00 - 01/21/05 12:04 AM

WOW is right!!! Pete obviously made a huge impact on TONS of people. After reading all these postings I realized I'm just one of many lucky people who were touched by Pete. I remember meeting Pete our freshmen year, from Andrea Grassel and Kanakolu Noa. I think they were friends from CM, but any way we hung out several times through out freshmen year, he came to several surprise birthday parties, fun times. He also volunteered to DJ at a couple HPIC gatherings, he was one talented guy! As soon as I heard of his accident, I saw images of Pete riding his bike and waving to me as he passed on his way to or from school, and all the pictures I have of him from freshmen year. I see a huge smile and his Oregon sweatshirt! Through out our career at GU I'd see Pete randomly around, and every time I saw him he made it a point to stop and see how things where going. I loved seeing him around, just like everyone else said; he could change your mood. He had an amazing gift and I will always remember Pete and his glowing smile! Aloha and God bless you Pete, you have made your mark on this world!!

Leah Peterson-Class of 2004 - 01/21/05 01:04 AM

I just finished reading many of these messages and I know Pete is seeing all this love expressed for him and he is humbled by it. Pete was constantly working to be the best person he could be and he probably didn't realize how much he had already accomplished. Now Pete really knows how great an impact he had on all of our lives. One quality of Pete's that I have always admired was the authenticity of his character. Pete never put on a show for anyone. He was always himself no matter the situation or the person he was talking to. He didn't force himself to be nice to others out of obligation or because he wanted them to think he was a good person. He was nice to everyone he met and took interest in their lives because he really cared about people and was showing his love for them. Pete's individuality is a testament to his authenticity. He didn't really care what people thought about unimportant things like the clothes he wore, although Pete had a really cool style because it was totally himself. I remember freshman year he had this Mariners hat that he wore a lot. It was a pro-fit had and had become a little too small for him. Instead of throwing it out, he just cut a little slit in it so it would fit on his head. I hadn't seen anyone with a slit in their cap like that so I asked him what it was. He simply explained that the hat didn't fit so he had to cut a slit in it. Pete was always thinking about more important things than how to impress people.

I am having a tough time right now because it is hard to think about how many great times I will miss out on with Pete. He was a mentor for me the entire time I knew him and was always there to support me when I was tired or discouraged. He always had faith in me when I doubted myself. I think he made everyone feel this way. I am also grieving for Pete's family, all his friends, and the people that he was going to have a positive impact on through his life's work. There are so many problems that we are facing in this world right now and so much work to be done. Pete was dedicated to making things better in the world and to lose him now is a terrible blow. I am trying to understand that Pete has not left us. I believe he is closer to us now than ever before and that brings me hope. Pete's life, all that he taught us about how to live fully and compassionately will continue to influence us and guide us in the direction of becoming better people. I am grateful that I had the opportunity to know such a unique, genuine, and loving person as Pete and I will miss him a lot.

Peter Karlin - friend and roomate - 01/21/05 02:28 AM

One of the benefits of going to a school like Gonzaga is that you know pretty much everyone, if not by name, at least by face. And while I don’t know Pete from Shaw Connection, or Ski Team, or Cross Country…at best I’m “a friend of a friend,” I echo the statements “everyone was Pete’s friend” and “to know him is to love him” and I am honored to have that connection. We probably only talked a handful of times, had a class together as Freshmen, or shared a few group meals at the COG, but I will forever carry the image of a smile that lit up even the gloomiest of Spokane’s days and his eyes which always seemed to sparkle through the hair sticking out from under a baseball cap as he whizzed by. It was always such a joy to see him coming from across campus and selfishly yell, “Hey Pete!” just to get that grin, it was that infectious. To me, he truly embodies the spirit of Gonzaga and my time there, and for that I will be forever grateful. Even in this horrific loss, he continues to inspire…as I now work in a similar situation as the Shaw Connection, I will remember these tributes in my daily life and draw on them when I am need. Pete will live on in the hearts of everyone that knew him, even those who had only the briefest of interactions. The world has suffered with this loss.

an 04 classmate - 01/21/05 03:51 AM

I didn't know Pete, but my heart goes out to everyone who knew him. My deepest condolences to the Tripp family. May God bless you.

Taryn Harrison-Class of 1999 - 01/21/05 07:29 AM

My memories of Pete include camping in the Wallowa Mountains and river rafting the Salmon River. He was eleven then, loved the outdoors and spoke of snow boarding. He and his friend decided to hasten the mountain erosion by hurling rocks down the mountain side while equating so many feet to a millennium. I am saddened by the loss of this young man who held so much potential and hope for a better tommorrow. My heart goes out to his parents, Mike and Freya, to his siblings Todd and Allison and to all his extended family. Special thanks to Alli for this website. Marilyn Hasselbeck Cinti OH

- 01/21/05 09:44 AM

“The most important question about us is not “Who am I?” but “Whose am I?” Knowing to whom we belong is by far the most significant thing to discover about ourselves. It is at times of crisis, and especially when we experience the death of someone close to us, that we have available to us the data which reveals our unexpectedly strong connection to others. All of us felt “punched” in our center, a tearing in some part of our being, when we learned of the deaths of Brian and Pete. How is it that I felt this connection really and profoundly when, in fact and unfortunately, I had never met these two men? How is it that over three hundred and twenty students gathered at a Vigil Mass in the University Chapel, all of us struck by the reality that we belonged to each other, that what we offered of love and tears and silent testimony there somehow “helped” each of us? Why is it that we need death to show us to whom, and how widely and deeply, we belong? I am wondering today whether Brian and Pete have been startled to observe, from their new home in God’s home of grace and light, how widely they belonged to us, and we to them.”

Fr. Rick Ganz, S.J., Director in University Ministry - 01/21/05 09:48 AM

Unassuming,compassionate,interested,interesting,sharp,curious, upbeat, sincere, likeable, loveable,
talented, exceptional student, hard working roofer, my granddaughters first love."These are a few of my favorite things" that make you so special and so terribly missed.
We here in Phoenix are heartbroken.

Annabelle Manos, Amie's grandmother.

Annabelle Manos - 01/21/05 10:28 AM

I knew Pete my senior year when he was living with the girls on Mission. He had such a special spark. He was fun-loving, adventurous, creative, and so kind. You could always count on Pete- for everything from a good long bike ride to a philosophical conversation. My favorite memory of Pete was one evening at the Mission house. They had a huge trampoline, and we wanted to jump on it, but it was too dark out. Pete put on a big smile and said he had an idea. He pulled around his car to the side yard, turned the headlights onto the trampoline, and we all jumped for hours. Thank you for your presence Pete. My thoughts and prayers are with you, your family, and loved ones. You will be missed!

Katrina Gamas '03 - 01/21/05 10:57 AM

All of you who love Pete are in my prayers. I sent to the faculty and staff of Santa Clara University the email that your president sent to Gonzaga alums. The Santa Clara community joins you in sending our thoughts and prayers to Pete's family. Denise Carmody, Provost Santa Clara University

- 01/21/05 11:15 AM

I was Pete's baseball coach the summer after his freshman year at South Eugene. I had coached many of the players on the team previously, and knew nothing about Pete. It was obvious from day 1 that he was a special person in so many ways. So even keeled, so easy going, and always with that wonderful smile. He would pick up on things so quickly, usually with a quick smile and a slight nod of the head. If I suggested moving his hands back in his stance, the nod and the smile were there and I knew I would not have to repeat myself again. He was an inspiration to myself and the other coaches on the team, as well as the other players. What a great young man. I also remember driving back from Coos Bay after a game the next year. My son Chris and Pete played JV baseball and the drive is about 2 hours 1 way. Pete drove back with me, and Chris nodded off as darkness approached. Pete asked if he could turn on the dome light and do his homework-of course I said OK. Every 10 minutes or so he would ask how I was doing, and maybe engage in some small chit chat. Then back to his studies. This was a sophomore in High School who knew what his priorities were even then, and I was so very impressed. I often saw him jogging on the same trails as I jogged when he ran cross country. Always a smile, always stop and say hello, and always upbeat. He will be missed by all, but the memories of Pete will bring a smile to those of us fortunate enough to have him enter our life. Doug Schnider

doug schnider - 01/21/05 11:32 AM

Peter, Thank you for all that you offer, for all that you believe in, and for all the people you save and carried through to a more spiritual and calm place. I know that you would want us all to be stronger and better people. Thank you for caring for me so profoundly, and holding my hand through moments only you could understand. I am truly grateful to have shared such a wonderful and spiritual chemical balance. Now you are in a truly free place, peter, don´t hold back, spread your wings, share your secrets, and flyyyyy.

Mar ´04 - 01/21/05 11:36 AM

The last time that I saw Pete he came up the stairs of his house smiling from ear to ear as we badgered him to come upstairs to say hello and hang out. He responded with a little laugh as he came upstairs before replying to our excitement to see him with his deep and calming voice, “Hey guys, what’s up…Tell me a story.”

“Tell me a story.” The request caught us so off guard all we could do was smile and laugh at what a typical Pete thing that was to say. I read somewhere on the website how small talk was never small talk to Pete. How true this was. He had a way of turning a simple hello into a personal conversation. His words reflected his deep intelligence and loving spirit while his charisma drew you into the conversation. I always felt a little bit smarter and a whole lot happier whenever I was in Pete’s presence.

His request for a story has helped me to smile this week because I can think of so many. Looking back now I feel so fortunate to have shared so many memories with Pete over the last four years. Even now his friendship continues to bring me happiness and I continue to learn from Pete by the way that he lived his life.

Pete had so many qualities and beliefs that I have admired and strive to be more like, the list of which would be endless but in a weak attempted I’d like to try and mention a few. I was talking with Amie about a favorite poem or prayer of Pete’s and I think she suggested 1 Corinthians 13:4-8. I had actually just looked up the same verse. I had thought of it because one of Pete’s roommates was saying that he could come up with 50 adjectives to describe Pete just of the top of his head. The verse says, “Love is patient, love is kind. It is not jealous, [love] is not pompous, it is not inflated, it is not rude, it does not seek its own interest, it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury, it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.”

I think this verse and the attributes it embodies describe Pete pretty well too. Pete was so full of love and touched so many lives. I am forever grateful for the things I learned from Pete and the friendship and memories he shared with me. Thank you and God bless you Pete. You will be missed. –Katie Meier

Katie Meier - 01/21/05 11:58 AM

When we moved to Eugene in 1999, our son, Matt, faced his senior year as an outsider at South Eugene High School. That is, until he met Pete his first day of cross country! From that moment he surrounded Matthew with the friendship and warmth everyone has described, making him a part of the incredible group of kids who ran together, then skiied their way to state, and finally, finished out the year on the track. Pete would call and say, "Hey Matt, we're climbing Spencer Butte tonight about ten-thirty"(in the dark without flashlights, up cliffs bordered by poison oak, black widows and an occasional rattlesnake).They did those crazy things like sneaking on to the golf course after dark for parties,(we learned much later) or secretly driving up to the coach's cabin for an overnight(led by the coach's son), and jumping off ledges into icy streams and probably lots more that we never heard about. Pete's grace even made us, as the parental units, feel like we were important when conversing. That effervescence and enthusiasm for life radiated from this amazing young man whether he won, lost or was clapping on the sidelines, no matter what the endeavor. Though the kids all scattered after graduation, we were actually saddened when Mike and Freya moved to Bend because it meant Pete wouldn't be coming "home" to Eugene as often. However, we now understand that this rare cosmic gem named Pete was never ours to keep, but whose radiance will always linger in our universe. Our family is devastated, selfishly, but even more for the circle of family and friends so wounded with his untimely death. To have been touched by Peter Tripp is a blessing we can never measure.

Wendie and Mike Vermillion -Eugene - 01/21/05 01:01 PM

A week ago I sat in my Monday night Philosophy of Happiness class and had an expirience with Pete that I will forever cherish. We were put in groups of five and asked to contemplate and discuss the elements of life that make up a happy life. It only took moments for Pete to lead the discussion, which left us all listening and trying to soak in some of this meaningful philosophy. Pete outlined a beautiful and admirable approach to Happiness. It was comforting for me last Monday knowing that Pete had lived up to his own expectations of a happy life. There was beauty Pete that is irreplaceable. Though, I truly believe that all the beauty is now sitting in the hearts of every individual who had the awesome blessing of being touched by Pete. The responsibility and honor that we all share now is taking the lesson's that Pete taught us and adopting them into our own lives. Its time to walk the Pete walk and talk the Pete talk. My heart goes out to all who feel and grasp the immensity of the loss of Pete's kind heart in all our lives, especially to Pete's family. Thank you for sharing your wonderful son, grandson and brother with the Gonzaga community. He stands as a perfect example of what it means to be a Zag. Pete, your kindness and authenticity is more appreciated than you know. We will miss you and cherish your place in our hearts. We love you always, Gretchen and I speak for Evan as well . . .

Gretchen Hertz - 01/21/05 01:06 PM

As with everyone who knew Pete, our memories of him inspire us and bring smiles to our faces. Some of our most fond memories are from 2002 when Garrett roomed with him in Dussault. One night Garrett was awoken by a loud thud as though something heavy had hit the floor. Indeed, Pete had fallen off the top bunk. A caring roomate, Garrett asked if he was ok. Pete mumbled something unintelligable, climbed back in bed, and promptly fell asleep. The next morning, Pete said his back hurt and he couldn´t figure out why. It was during that year that Pete introduced us to spinning and break-dancing. He was a talented D.J. and an "enthusiastic" dancer. Pete was a constant motivation. He encouraged Cathy to join the cross country team, and always remained a staunch fan. From Pete´s example, we have been inspired to seek purpose and joy in our lives. We will miss him.

Garrett Poshusta & Cathy Hall - 01/21/05 01:07 PM

I lived next to the Tripp's when they moved to Dogwood Drive in Eugene. I was six years older than Pete, but like all of us on Dogwood, we all ended up outside messing around in the woods and the street together. We all have the same string woven in us, as Pete is no exception with his love for the outdoors and adventures. I didn't keep in direct touch with Pete, but I'm sure our paths crossed somewhere out there on the snow or the bikes. My strongest memory of Pete is typical of our crew: Dave was watching Pete while his parents were out and the three of us ended up messing around in the front yard. We ended up putting together a potato gun of sort that somehow fried Pete's eyebrows when we shot it off. Reading through this amazing web page, it seems we all have stories involving Pete that will live forever. My heart goes out to you all. He will be missed.

Eric Russell - 01/21/05 01:52 PM

Our Kindergarten Class is keeping you and your family in our prayers. Mayo Larkin '73 Judge Tom Larkin B.A.'70, J.D.'73

Mayo Larkin - 01/21/05 03:48 PM

Dear Tripp Family What a sad and tragic loss. Tim & I send our thoughts and prayers. Brian has always enjoyed his times and adventures with Pete, and we have been grateful for their friendship. Mike I still can remember the day I met you when you came into the bank, having moved your family to Eugene. Then how small the world seemed when Brian went off to Gonzaga and became good friends with Pete. Pete blessed Brian in many ways, and I am thankful he had the opportunity to know and enjoy his friendship. Our hearts go out to you. Pete was a beautiful and very special young man.

Lorna Nolte - 01/21/05 03:58 PM

I went to the same middle school and highschool as Pete, but only really connected with him late in highschool, where we both ran track. I am very greatful that we became friends, and truly feel that Pete had a great positive influence in my life. Many of us try to live up to certain qualities that we know would make our world a better place. Faith, love, compassion, and acceptance are some of the ones that Pete showed with absolute sincerity. In conversation with Pete, I was consistantly amazed by how well grounded he was. Unassuming, non-judgemental, modest, and understanding. We discussed religion and spirituality, reggae and hip-hop, politics and culture, and Pete was always well reasoned, bringing fresh perspectives, and ready to accept new ideas. On that last point, I truly feel that Pete was unique in his ability to respect and cherish all people, rather than loving a few and hating a few like most of us. One memory that I would like to share occured after my freshman year in college, when Pete, me, and Wyatt Southworth (who is posted above) went to Sierra Nevada world music festival in California. The last day of the festival, we decided to drive back home overnight. As we set off, I was driving, we spent hours talking, laughing, and making up songs in patois english. So engrosed, I didn't notice as I drove for an hour in the complete wrong direction. Despite this set back, it didn't phase Pete, and the extra time spent getting back on track was completely enjoyable. This case is indicative of the way Pete made other people feel, expressive, honest, and positive. Pete will not be forgotten.

My heartfelt condolences go to Pete's family, I am sorry for your loss. We will all miss Pete, he was a true friend to all that knew him.

Peace, Love, and Inity

Ahjah Boise (Eugene) - 01/21/05 04:21 PM

I remember Pete Tripp from the time he was a volunteer mentor in our program, the Shaw Connection Project. The first time I ever saw Pete, he was outside playing frisbee with some other GU student mentors and kids. He was playing so hard--I wasn't sure if he was a GU student or one of the kids. I had to ask Harry, the project coordinator, "who is that crazy guy playing Frisbee?" Anyway, Pete always put 100 percent and more into the program, not only as an outstanding mentor, but also helping out the staff before the kids arrived. A lot of people actually thought he was on staff because he helped out so much. It was always my impression that Pete made an awesome commitment to life and living it to its fullest, whether playing frisbee like a kid or being a trusted mentor and friend. He leaves a legacy behind in the lives he touched. We will miss him.

Sima Thorpe, Director, Center for Community Action and Service Learning - 01/21/05 04:41 PM

It is amazing the love and support that comes as a member of the Gonzaga family. When I saw the report on the news from campus, I knew the loss at the school. Our families prayers are with you and the Tripp Family. As it was written earlier and no truer words ever said to me when I was at Gonzaga, "to be continued".

Tracy Thompson '84 - 01/21/05 04:56 PM

To Pete, my brother forever,

I miss you my friend and never got a chance to thank you for everything. Thank you for the long talks that broke up the monotony of studying for chemistry, thank you for your thoughts on God and the types of lives we should live, thank you for the many hours of reggae and all of the tight beats, thank you for saving Marley’s life time and time again and thank you for all the love you have given me. Sasha and I love you very much and will never forget you.

Colin Corrent - 01/21/05 06:42 PM

I never met Pete. I did however hear the stories about Pete and a little bit about what he did with his young life. Being a big fan of the outdoors and a Mt. Climber I along with others like Pete totaly understand his love of the outdoors and the freedom that the outdoors can bring. It seems that Pete did more living in his short span then most people in the world ever will! Pete is not gone, his soul has just moved on to another chapter. He will live on in the hearts of those who knew him! There are reasons for everything in this world that us mortals cannot understand, but I believe Pete just took another step up in his adventures. We should be proud of the way he lived his life and the example he gave not sad. Long live Pete!

Dan Smith - 01/21/05 06:43 PM

I was the Shaw Connection coordinator in 2001-2002. Pete was an awesome mentor; the kids loved him. He was always one of the first mentors to show up and one of the last to leave. He'd entertain us all with his break dancing. He always had a smile on his face. My thoughts and prayers are with you all, family and friends of Peter Tripp.

Bronwyn Tritt - 01/21/05 07:00 PM

Today, while at work, I was looking through the paper and saw a picture of the most beautiful, young face....I had to stop to read about who this amazing young person might be. I felt sure, just by the expression and demeanor in his photograph, that he had done something very special, or acheived something quite amazing, that was why his picture was featured to prominently in the Guard. As I read, I became suddenly and deeply saddened. My eyes closed, and I kept repeating, "Oh no, oh no, oh no..." My coworkers, being a supportive bunch, asked what was the matter, I just pointed to the photo of this beautiful young man. At that time, I only knew he was an incredible, accomplished young man, and could only assume he was so very, very loved. When I got home tonight, I pulled the paper out and said to my husband, "Honey, you need to read this.." and showed him the article and picture of Pete. He looked, then a dark wave of anguish passed over his face, and he said "Honey, I think this is Mike Tripps boy". Suddenly I realized who that was, and tears came. Mike, I am so very, very sorry. I had no idea you had a son, let alone one so absolutely gifted and loved by so many. I should have guessed, given you are his father. I only talked to you a few times, my husband, many...mostly about fish, I would guess! You made the same type of impression upon me that your son seemed to make on those who only knew him briefly as well. Like father, like son. Mike and I have a son and daughter who are so precious to us. I saw my son, Ty, in Pete's expression, and maybe that is what drew my attention to him. Please accept our love and thoughts. We have a cabin in La Pine, and come to Bend often. Our loving energy will be with you. Did you and Pete have a favorite fishing spot or hiking spot in that area? A favorite memory of that area, a place, a restaurant, etc. If so, could you share that with us, so we can do a memorial fishing day, etc. with our son and daughter, and get to 'know' Pete, just a little bit? Thank you, Mike. That would mean so much to Mike and I. With heartfelt compassion, Mary Holo,MD and Mike Boespflug MD email: Mikeblops@msn.com

Mary Holo and Mike Boespflug 01/21/05 0900 PM - 07/29/05 11:06 AM

I taught at Gonzaga from 2000 to 2003. Pete was in my English 101 class in the spring of 2001, and he was, as everyone has been saying, someone who made an impression. Even as a freshman he showed a careful, reflective intelligence—not flashy or slick, but thoughtful and mingled with a genuine good nature and appreciation for the gifts of this life and the goodness he saw in others. He was one of those students less worried about getting an A than about exploring ideas. I don’t remember a lot of freshman composition papers from four years ago, but I remember Pete’s essay on St. Francis of Assisi, which showed his admiration for the saint and his sense of the relevance of Francis’s life and ideals for our world today. When I’d see Pete around campus during the following few semesters, we’d usually talk for a few minutes. He always called me “Doc” in that distinctive relaxed tone of his. I remember chatting once as I prepared to ride home from Gonzaga on my bike. We talked about bicycle commuting, and I mentioned that while it wasn’t exactly glamorous, it offered its own pleasures and freedoms unavailable behind the wheel of a car. He said he planned to make choices like that when he had to decide how to get to and from work someday. Just a brief chat by the bike rack—no big deal. But I remember thinking as I pedaled off, as I usually did when we talked, that Pete was one of the good ones. To Pete’s family and friends who knew him better than I did, I offer my sincere sympathy, and I hope that these few scraps of memory offer some comfort.

Prof. Brian Donahue - 07/29/99 11:06 AM

My deepest sympathy goes out to the Tripp family and everyone that knew and loved Pete. While I never really got to know Pete, I have a handful of fond memories while I was growing up of occasions that I was fortunate to be around Pete. I can sincerely say he was one of the most intriguing and fun people I've been around. I really admire the fact that he seemed very eager to experience all life had to offer and wasn't intimidated by trying new things that may be too difficult or time-consuming to learn. I remember him having a lot of different hairstyles, learning japanese, and scuba diving and doing all kinds of fun sports. One interesting memory I have was meeting one of Pete's good high school friends while I was studying abroad in Australia. At the time it amazed me that the world could be so small and I could encounter someone that really knew and cared for my cousin thousands of miles from the states. However, I've come to realize it's not that the world is small, but that Pete was an amazing person and was able to touch many people's lives. And just as I admire Pete, I admire all the Tripp family for their similar passion for life and ability to appreciate beauty. My thoughts are with you all.

Tracy Hazen - cousin - 07/29/12 11:06 AM

Peter, Look at how you have carved an indelible mark in everyone's life. There was never a more honest and geniune person than yourself. I know you wouldn't like hearing that because you're also one of the most modest and unassuming people out there. It's rare to see someone so intune with himself and his surroundings, and Pete, you pulled it off with ease. I know you were doing what you loved, and for myself and many others, that's the only solace we get from your passing. We all miss you very much.

Nick Sherrill (South Eugene) - 07/29/22 11:06 AM

Pete just had an amazing ability to connect with everyone around him. With his infections smile and upbeat attitude, it was easy to open up to him. What I remember about Pete were all the little things. He took a Spanish course last summer and each time I saw him around campus he would enthusiastically try to speak the language with me. That was just like him to find one thing that he knew about a person and relate to them in a kind and caring way. I feel deeply blessed to have known him. My thoughts and prayers are with all of his friends and family.

Theresa Nunez- friend class of 2004 - 07/29/52 11:06 AM

I always looked forward to seeing Pete, whether we were headed up to go skiing, biking, kayaking, hiking, class, or just to hang out. In my experiences it is rare to meet people who live life on its most simple level and use that experience to be the person you are. Pete was an amazing person - genuine, caring, sincere, open-minded, curious, fearless, fun, intelligent, and a better friend than anyone could ever hope for. I'll never forget days spent enjoying life with Pete. My thoughts are with Petes family and his many friends who will miss him. I couldn't be more thankful to have had the pleasure of meeting and becoming friends with Pete. I look forward to spending days, looking back on the good times we shared and how those experiences shaped who we are. Pete, you will continue to encourage me to live life to its fullest and I will forever be thankful to you.

Bart Peterson - 07/29/28 11:06 AM

The way that Pete touched lives was incredibly personal. Pete really took the time to share his expereinces, thoughts and love with everyone he spent even a second with. I met Pete in my Freshman year when we were both on the ski team. Before our races, Pete would take extra time to sit with me, ride the chair with me, explain that hairpin turn (for the 14th time) and calm me down. And it was always Pete who stood at the bottom of the course, cheering and smiling that unforgettable smile. Those long car rides were always consumed with some deep conversation that made me think in a new and diffrent way. I will always appriciate Pete for his understanding and patience with all of us. It always did seem like Pete had it all figured out and he was just waiting for all of us to get there with him. Thank you Pete, Thank you...I pray that you feel how much you had the intense power to affect change within all of us.

Katie Lindstrom - 07/29/08 11:06 AM

Where to start...it is safe to say that anyone who was blessed to have had Pete in their life was better off for it. Coming to know Pete throughout our years at Gonzaga, I have always admired him. I will never forget our first memorable conversation when I talked with Pete about his solo trip to Australia. I couldn't believe that even though he was to meet up with a few friends there, he essentially took a summer long trip by himself. The simple conversation about and how he met so many people in each hostel he stayed at explains a lot about the character of Pete. Having lived with Pete our senior year at Gonzaga, I was blessed to have so many great memories. I will always cherish our evening walks to the chapel for mass on Sundays. I haven't enjoyed church quite as much since we graduated. I think that it is because, even though I know mass is not a place to really joke around, Joe Owens, Pete and I, always managed to find something to laugh about before, after or sometimes even during the service. I remember during one "Our Father" as we held hands in our pew in the back right side of the chapel, Pete closed his eyes and with a face full of concentration, he slowly raised my hand until we were both extending our arms as high as they would go. I felt pretty uncomfortable because I wasn't quite sure if Pete was really in the moment or if he was just jokin around. So after a few awkward minutes Pete finally opened his eyes and as he did his smile grew bigger than I had ever seen it before. I don't think Joe and I stopped laughing until we got home. It still makes me smile just to think of it. From our afternoons in our living room at 604 watching Connan O'Brien to the search retreat weekend neither of us really wanted to go on, I have been blessed to have had Pete Tripp in my life. My thoughts and prayers go out to all his family and friends.

Pat D'Ambrosio College Roomate - 07/29/85 11:06 AM

In my recollection very few people have taken such advantage of the precious gift of life in every aspect as Pete did. Pete is one of the few people that truly viewed the world with an optimistic attitude everyday, regardless of the situation. Whether we were fantasizing about future trips to south america or eating cereal on the back steps of 604 at 3am, Pete had one repetitive thought and that was love. I harken the words that many have already stated when I say that those that knew Pete are kinder and better people for it. My thoughts and prayers are with you Pete and your family.

Dominic Severino friend - 07/29/11 11:06 AM

"When i say PETE- you say TRIPP!!" "Pete!" "Tripp!" "pete!" tripp"!!!
though i knew of pete, i first really met pete at the very begining of this year...a bunch of us were all headed to the live music downtown on a wed night, Pete living next door to us was hanging out and drove us. we definately packed far too many people into his very fitting subaru outback station wagon. i think we cheered his name the whole way there and the whole way back. it was priceless to sit in the front row and watch that shy, boyish grin spread accross his face. the most striking memory of that night was the centeredness that he emulated. When we had made it downtown i was instantly swept into the crowd saying my hellos and seeing all my classmates who i hadnt seen in so long. i distinctly remeber turning around and looking at pete. though he had graduated last year, it was amazing how many of the people he knew and was saying hello to-he was so unusually genuine. again, not much further into the night i will never forget seeing pete standing in the midst of the crowd, the classic, hand in his pockets, cooly standing, bobbing his head to the music...just fine, doing his own thing, content with existence at the very moment. That is the essence of pete to me. centered. earnest. the peace that he had was the fruit of his search, his desire to love. engaged in people. THERE WAS JUST SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT HIM, some transendant nature he possessed from which his wisdom drew upon- and yet pete was so incredibly real, sooooo realateable. i will forever be intriguied by the raw humanness of Pete. it is ineffable.
i have sat down, unsuccessfully so many times to try and write about him. My mind is flooded and blessed with memories of his words and our conversations. we would often talk about our futures and pete so deeply wanted to serve. ironic that pete was becomming more andmore set on teaching. though he will never be a professor, i believe there was no greater teacher amoung us, pete's life is a testament of this service--just read the outpour of his touch on lives. Katie mentioned it in her writing that there was really no such thing as small talk with pete. we would always joke that it we really sucked at party converstaion becuase it all turned into tallk of philosophy, god, family... ahhh pete was just such a wonderful and exceptional human. i am so honored to know him, so blessed to have heard his thoughts. he just so unbelivably lovable!
Pete's words speak volumes... here is an email from him. Pete was eating dinner with us and then suddenly at 8pm disappeared...he had gone to a mass by his mentor fr egan. He was so funny becuase the next day when i asked him waht he learned, he shrugged his shoulders and in his sweet pete grin asked if he could just write me, he could better express himself. His words, as always, are unspeakably profound:

"Okay this is sort of what I learned last week from that homily. It might be more revelatory for me than for you because of differences in our background, but I'd like to tell you about it anyhow. It started with a few ideas:
That we need courage to accept someone's love for us because love is something that affects us so personally and profoundly. We often develop a strange tenativeness, or even reluctance, to be loved because it completely challenges who we are, and it dissolves our ego. We all get into the habit of depending on the accomplishments of our ego to descibe to ourselves who we are, but when we are loved unconditionally, such as by God, our self-pride of ego, and the identity we have contrived for ourselves there, doesn't matter anymore. It's like letting go of ourselves into God. Also, we are opening ourselves to a drama that we share with each other by allowing ourselves to be intimate, and when we do that, we have less control. Less control is hard for us as people because we depend on the security of it.

Along with this feeling of letting go by the way of love, our insistence on defining ourselves in opposition to others, and our need to compete with each other, also disappears. We become unified with each other because we are no longer isolated by the contrivance of our own mind that creates walls between us; then we realize that we're all in it together, so in helping others we're helping "ourselves" and in hurting others we're hurting "ourselves". I'm sure this last part is totally obvious to you. But I think the enigmatic part of it is the special quality of love that can only be provided by a transcendent personal being like God.

Alright, so the third idea is about openness. Like I was saying about having the personal strength to let someone love you, and to share other people's emotions, this is the same strength to be open to what's real according to Christianity. By living with open hearts and open minds, we can naturally receive what's real in the living world, and as professed by Christ, that includes that reality is in love with us, God is in love with us, we're never alone, life is inherently meaningful, optimism is worthwhile, and everything is going to be alright. All that we have to do to actualize these ideals is to be awake. We only have to be open so that we may be aware of the truth. I think that openess is mostly about being receptive to the emotional experiences of each other, considerate of our movements inside ourselves and in the world, and willing to share in the development of a beautiful community.

Another thing to think about in respect to this is that the suffering that we all experience is a product of our self-constructed disillusions. The pain in the world is from a lack of understanding of the truth about ourselves, each other, and moral conduct. The prisons which we have created in our minds that cause the worlds grievances are self-made, but the good news is that since we made the prison walls of our biases and misgivings, we also have the key to unlock the door and walk out to a positive reality. This concept reinforced the importance of introspection for me, and it partially explained to me the relationship between spirituality and social justice.

These ideas helped me resolve some of the biggest qualms I've had about the operation of organized religion, namely the incompatibility of open mindedness and religous dogma, self righteous exclusivism, and the non-appreciation of diversity. The connection is that, if God's love is what is real, then we don't need to hide inside our own mind to embrace God, rather we should do just the opposite, we should embrace life and live as fully as we can, outside of ourselves and in each other- in God. We should travel along the ups and downs of life, disclose ourselves sincerely in our relationships, and encounter everything along our path with authentic interest. This helps us include everyone in our faith tradition because it professes God in all things, that is, God permeates all reality and thus is not confined to any particular religious doctrine professed by men.

Somehow, I had an epiphany about God's all-inclusive sentimentality and real presence in us, and the nature of the subtle attitude of Christ that allows us to participate in the living God. I felt like everything is going to be okay if I just let it. Sometimes the meaning of life is revealved like clouds opening up to a clear night when you can see the stars, and then it's covered back up again as the clouds blow over, I guess we just have to believe that the stars are still there and that they are always beautiful."

Pete, i will spend a lifetime learning what you taught me. thank you. it was an honor to be your friend. i love you so much...

Courtnae Dunn - 07/29/19 11:06 AM

I realize that right now the mass for Peter is underway. I am feeling a sense of peace, as family, friends, GU teachers, Priests, and all who loved Pete have pulled together as One. I can,t help but think of the song thats popular right now... "Breakaway" I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly, I'll do what it takes until I touch the sky, I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change, and Breakaway. Out of the darkness and into the sun, but I won't forget all the ones that I loved, I'll take a risk, take a chance, make a change, and Breakaway. I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly, though it's not easy to tell you goodbye, I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change, and Breakaway... Out of the darkness and into the sun, but I won't forget the place I come from, I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change, and Breakaway. Justin Holzworth, my son and I have been sad all week. He's living in Las Vegas, and he's mentioned Pete every night in our daily conversations. Petes love of music, how he really engaged in conversation(so what if it was midnight in the Foley library!!!!) Thank you Pete for touching my sons life, and in turn touching mine. We know your soul has left earth and is now with god, your incredibly energetic spirit is with us all!!! Char Holzworth, GU mom from Bozeman, MT>

char holzworth - 07/29/37 11:06 AM

You know..it took me a long time to realize what to write. I only knew Pete through friends and we talked every now and then. But like how it seems to be with everyone else. There seemed to be an ease to him that you could talk about anything. Whether if it was life aspirations or just how he was enjoying the party that we were all at, Pete would always talk, smile first. It is now after the mass and the reception. After hearing the words of praise that everyone else gave him, it reminded me of one of my favorite poems. I turn to this one every time I need inspiration and I think that it suits his life perfectly:

The Dash

I read of a reverend who stood to speak of the funeral of his friend. He referred to the date on her tombstone from the beginning..to the end

He noted that frist came the dathe of her birth and spoke of the date with tears but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years

For that dash represented all the time that she spent alive on earth, and now only those who loved her know what that little line is worth

For it matters not how much we own: the cars, the house, the cash. What matters is how we live and loved and how we spend our dash

So think about this long and hard Are there things you'd like to change? For you never know how much time is left You could be at "dash mid-range"

If we could just slow down enough to consider what's true and real and always try to understand the way other people feel, and be less quick to anger show appreciation more and love the people in our life like we've never loved before.

IF we treat each other with respect, more often wear a smile remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.

So when your eulogy is being red with your life's actions to rehash would you be pleased with the things they say about how you spent your dash?

We'll miss you Pete.

Eric Mendoza - 07/29/75 11:06 AM

It was always clear to me that Pete was a happy and sincere being. He never failed to smile, say "Hey Heidi" and do that head nod everyone loves. Thanks for making me smile and feel at ease with things, Pete. You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers.

Heidi Hanson - 07/29/52 11:06 AM

Pete contributed everything he was, and everything that others needed at the time, simply through his presence. In knowing Pete, you immediately felt the comfort and security of peace. I first met Pete in class my freshman year, and I thought he seemed a little shy. I soon discovered that Pete was anything but shy. He is incredibly humble (and perhaps I mistook this at first for shyness), and amazingly graceful. He is one of the most confident and genuine people that I have known, and I am deeply thankful for the lessons he helped me to learn. I came to know Pete more closely through Shaw Connection, and was regularly amazed by his natural ability to relate to his fellow mentors and all of his mentees. In a way, we were all Pete's "mentees," but his humility would never allow him to realize it. His pursuit for faith, truth, and justice is always evident in who he is--he is uniquely graced by God. He is a person that serves others and shares his beautiful gifts with so many friends, and I will always be grateful for his presence in my own life.

Peace to you and your family.

Ryan McCauley - 07/29/08 11:06 AM

As seniors in high school, along with the summers after, Pete and I spent a fair amount of time together through mutual friends. I spent enough time with Pete to come to realize that he had a quick laugh, only to be accompanied by a lingering smile. His eyes contained a rare optimistic glow that is much needed and greatly missed. I am grateful for the time Pete shared with me.

Cole Southworth - 07/29/53 11:06 AM

Aloha to all. Peter sounds like a wonderful person that I wish I could have gotten to know personally. Being a parent of a teenager who loves skateboarding, I understand Peter's love of snowboarding... the challenges & the thrills. Our family is spread so far these days that we hardly keep up on each others' news. Learning of Peter's loss has hit too close to home. Freya, Mike, Todd & Allison... you're all in my thoughts this day & always. I know Peter's special spirit will always be near you.

Myrene Wold, Peter's mom's cousin - 07/29/43 11:06 AM

I didn't know Peter, but as a GU alum and mom of 4 sons, I cannot imagine the loss you must feel. My thoughts are prayers are with you. Ann Watkins GU '71

Ann Watkins - 07/29/78 11:06 AM

I won't try to find perfect words to describe Pete; some here have already done enough (thank you Gabe). As others have said, the magical part of Pete was that everyone here could share something that touched them deeply, and that was a completely unique experience between them and Pete. I'm grateful for mine.
I think I will end my grieving. I believe Pete was right with God, which means that right now I would be selfish to bury myself and those around me. We are still here. I am living and will take some of the things people have shared in this forum with me until the end of my days. Then I will move on, just as Pete has. I hope that when my time is done I will have reflected love and not trapped it all within myself. I hope I will have been for others what they have needed. I hope that I will have responded to the challenge of special people like Pete (my grandmother, Lori Guttormsen, and more to come if I am lucky), to connect with people and build them up in the way God has planned for me. I hope I will always have the courage to take a step forward but insight to be grateful for where I am. I hope that everyone reading these messages sees the wonderful light in them and is compelled to move closer. Give love and be loved. Tomorrow will be a great day.

To those who had the most constant contact with Pete, my prayers are with you. We will not forget the one you loved so deeply. Pax Celestis, friends.

Josh Hogan (south eugene) - 07/29/00 11:06 AM

Homily for Pete (The Funeral Mass)
“I have told you all these things,” Jesus says, “so that my own joy may be in you and so that your joy may be complete! This is all I ask of you: love one another as I have loved you. Now I shall no longer call you “servants” for servants do not know their master’s business; but now I call you “friends” because I have made known to you all things that I have learned from my Father. This is all I ask of you: Love one another.”

I first met Pete just four years ago, in January, 2001. He was a student in a class of mine called Catholicism. In fact, it was the first time I was offering that course. Pete sat in the first row near the windows. He arrived each day wearing a baseball cap and on most days after the snow melted, carrying a skate board. He often looked sleepy, but he was usually smiling. He also looked intensely bashful. He hardly spoke a word in class.

Then, after three weeks, students submitted their first reflection papers. Pete’s paper seemed to me quite brilliant and very beautifully written. To say that it surprised me would be an understatement. It was a quite remarkable reflection. And it was the beginning of our acquaintance. One day after class, he stopped by my desk, and without quite looking at me, asked: “Could you tell me something more about ‘epiphanies’?” I had used the word a few times that day in my lecture. I answered him: “Why? Have you had some?” “Yeah,” he said, “I think so.”

As the weeks went on, we talked sometimes when class was over, and a few times he showed up at my office for a chat. Then on the final day of classes that semester, he stopped at my desk and looked me in the eye. “I’ve decided that I want to become a Catholic,” he said. “That’s funny,” I said. “Lately, I’ve been mostly accused of wrecking people’s faith.” “Well, I was wondering if you would be my sponsor,” he said. “Sure, I would be honored,” I answered. “Great,” he said. “I thought it would be cool to have a Jesuit as a sponsor.” He said this with a big smile, and although he sounded completely sincere, I still don’t know if he was entirely serious.

We met once or twice a week after that for conversations that were sometimes like spiritual direction and sometimes like a theological tutorial. I often found both kinds of conversation rather challenging but they were always delightful. And I felt I was learning a lot from them. A year later he entered the RCIA Program at St. Aloysius Parish, “the Rite of Christian Initiation for Adults,” and at the Easter liturgy in 2003 he was received into the Catholic Church. I kept asking him if he was sure he knew what he was doing. As a cradle Catholic from the city of Chicago, for whom the Second Vatican Council had been a part of being an undergraduate, I considered myself irrevocably a Catholic, a Catholic through and through; but that had never alleviated a considerable amount of ambivalence. Pete always laughed at me, and told me, yes, he knew what he was doing. Of course, I never really doubted it.

Pete had a deep interior life when I first met him. But he did not have what might be called a “religion” to go with it. He found in Catholicism a confirmation of much that he already believed, a confirmation too of much that he had already experienced; but it gave him a community for the first time, a community of faith, and a vocabulary through which he could share ideas and experiences with many more or less like-minded people. He loved that about being a Catholic.

His consuming desire was intensely simple. He wanted to be of help to people. He found the life and teaching of Jesus a wonderful embodiment of that desire. And I would say, with no exaggeration, that I learned a lot from him. Whatever else we were doing together, we were clearly becoming friends. One day when we were talking, he was telling me a story about stopping at something like a county fair. He wandered around looking at people and the various tables they had set up with things to buy and things to eat. He said it was a very beautiful day.

Then he frowned a little and shifted in his chair. “The people, you know, were very beautiful too,” he said. “I thought they looked like angels. I thought this might be what heaven was like.” And then he started to cry. “This all sounds so crazy, doesn’t it?” he said quietly. “Not at all,” I said. “Really, not at all.”

I think it was probably a glimpse of what heaven is like. It’s there all the time, I’m pretty sure: all around us. It’s just that most of the time most of us have eyes that cannot see and hearts that cannot understand. It’s just that Pete, from time to time, had brief epiphanies of a holy truth about us.

I don’t want to describe him as a saint, although I think he is a saint. But the word “saint” brings weird pictures to our minds: of people without quirks or dark periods or spells of anxiety or annoying habits. Of people without a sense of humor or a love of jazz. Of course, these are impressions entertained mostly by people who have never read the lives of saints.

I can’t honestly say I ever saw much of the dark side of Pete. I’m sure it was there. I don’t imagine he was always easy to have as a boy friend, for example. But for me, frankly, he was mainly pure light and spiritually insightful to an uncanny extent. And as consistently kind as anyone I’ve ever known: a truly radiant being.

I know there was suffering in his life and difficult interior journeys and some very frightening places he was asked to visit. But he had come through it with a profound love of life, a dazzling intuitive intelligence, an enormous gratitude for the good things of life and especially for friends and family and the giving and receiving of love, and a great smile that I’ll never, never forget.

He often came to visit me at Jesuit House, and I’d usually find him sitting in the dark between the chapel and the residence, stationed so he could see me come through the door. He’d stand up, then, smiling, and he’d always laugh. He always laughed a little when he first saw me. I’m not entirely sure why. But it always made me laugh a little too.

It reminded me of a story told about St. Ignatius of Loyola during those years when he was living in Rome. It’s said that whenever he was feeling sad or disappointed or out of sorts, he would go looking for his friend, Francis Xavier, and then just stand there in the door, watching him for a few moments. It brought him so much joy, it’s said he’d laugh a little. I think Pete had that effect on me.

I’ll miss him terribly. As will most of you. It seems so tragic, so unfair, that he should die so young. I have no words of wisdom on the subject. I’d rather remain confused, angry, pained, and sad for now. I’m not honestly tempted to blame God. I don’t believe God plays games with us about life and death. I don’t know what it takes to create a universe as something really other than oneself. I know I can’t believe in a God who is merely a puppet-master. Sometimes horrible things happen for no reason. Nothing about the life of Jesus suggests otherwise.

No matter what happens, it remains possible to be faithful to love, and compassion, and justice. That was very important to Pete. No matter what happens, it remains possible to say “yes” to life with all one’s heart. That seems enough to me. It’s something Pete helped me to understand.

THE PRAYERS OF THE FAITHFUL GENERAL INTERCESSIONS

Sisters and brothers, confident that God loves us and hears the voices of those who trust in the Way of love, compassion, and justice, we give voice to our prayers and longings.

In baptism, Pete received the light of Christ. Scatter the darkness now and lead him across the waters of death. Let us pray to the Lord. [R: Lord, hear our prayer.]

Our brother Pete was nourished at the table of the Savior. Welcome him now at the heavenly banquet. Let us pray to the Lord. [R: Lord, hear our prayer.]

The family and the friends of Pete suffer from the pain of loss and separation. Give all of us comfort and solace, loving God. Lead us toward acceptance and deepen our trust. Help us come into a new relationship with Pete. And dispel the darkness and doubt that come from grief. Let us pray to the Lord. [R: Lord, hear our prayer.]

Many friends and members of our families have gone before us from this life. Grant them all an everlasting home with you. Let us pray to the Lord. [R: Lord, hear our prayer.]

Many die by natural catastrophe: by fire or flood, by earthquake or avalanche, by hurricane or mud-slide. Show your mercy to those who are taken from us so suddenly and unexpectedly. Gather them to your eternal kingdom of peace. Let us pray to the Lord. [R: Lord, hear our prayer.]

Many others die by violence, by greed or hatred, by war or exile, by hunger or sickness, every day. Make your presence felt among these victims of injustice and grant them all eternal life and rest. Let us pray to the Lord. [R: Lord, hear our prayer.]

For all our friends and family members who are sick, who struggle with physical ailments or injuries, who struggle with emotional and psychological distress, who need our help and ask our prayers, that you may touch them with your grace and give them courage, patience, and hope. Let us pray to the Lord. [R: Lord, hear our prayer.]

We are assembled here in faith and sorrow, to pray for Pete, our son and brother and student and friend, Strengthen our hope that we may live with grace and gratitude, that we may love life as Pete himself did, and that we may always remain faithful to the path of love taught to us by Jesus Christ your Son. Let us pray to the Lord. [R: Lord, hear our prayer.]

Loving God, our shelter and our strength, giver of peace and healer of souls, hear in love the voices of your people whose lives are being transformed by the gift of your Spirit poured out in our hearts.

Grant to all of us new confidence in the solidarity of love that binds us together forever — a love that is stronger even than death. We ask all this through Christ our Lord. [R: Amen.]

Bob Egan, Gonzaga University - 07/29/35 11:06 AM

"The Quality of our life depends on the quality of our relationships". Pete thank you for enriching so many lives. We miss you... but will never forget what you did for us, how little or small it may have been. I always admired how humble you were, thank you so much. Keep smiling Pete!

Tom Highfill '04 - 07/29/33 11:06 AM

I was only introduced to Pete once through a mutual friend, but I remember that he made a wonderful impression on me. He was so polite and sincere, and I couldn't help but think that he must have been an amazing person to those he befriended. I would always hear how great of a guy Pete was around campus. Even though we had only met once, he would always recognize me when we bumped into each other on campus and flash a friendly smile. I am sure that his warmth and kindness, as well as all of his memories, will always be remembered within the Gonzaga community. His family and friends will be in my thoughts and prayers.

Jessica Steflick, '04 - 07/29/05 11:06 AM

Pete Tripp. As we all confess, there truly was not anyone like him. I first became friends with Pete in 2002, when he became a roomate of mine in the Dussault apartments. Garrett Poshusta, Colin Corrent, and I were sharing an apartment, and our fourth roomate was a no-show for the year. As it turns out, this was quite a blessing for us three boys. At this point, I only vaguely knew Pete, it was almost impossible not to. He was a fixture around campus--everyone knew Pete Tripp. As the fall semester wore on, Pete spent many nights at our place studying chemistry with Garrett and Colin. Pete would walk in, bag of groceries from Safeway in one hand, and some of the largest textbooks I had ever seen in the other. How he was able to ride that purple bike of his while carrying that much stuff--from Safeway across campus to Dussault--baffles me to this day. Pete became a mainstay at our apartment, cooking food, storing outdoor equipment, and crashing on the couch in his North Face sleeping bag. Before long, Pete had become our fourth roomate. To this day, some of the most engaging conversations that I have ever partaken in were with Pete Tripp. He taught me so much about friendship, loyalty, and individuality--for that I am thankful. Also, Pete taught me more about Raggae music, Bob Marley, and break dancing than I ever wanted to know--for that I am also thankful. Pete, I will miss the jogs through the park, the pasta dinners, the rolled up pant leg, the purple GT, the sleep talking, THE smile, the laughter... the gift to put others before yourself. When I feel the loss, I look to the memories for comfort.

Miles Mays - college roomate - 07/29/11 11:06 AM

Dear Tripp Family and friends of Pete: Prayers for all of you on behalf of Pete who so suddenly has become the "wisest" one among us all. As we 85 Sisters of St. Mary of Oregon gather this week in Beaverton, Pete is prayed for and sympathy extended especially to you, his parents, that some consolation and peace finds you a bit each day.

Sister Mary Ellen Hanson, SSMO - 07/29/66 11:06 AM

It took until yesterday for me to gather my thoughts and pick myself up off the ground enough to read the amazing outpouring of love and admiration written in Pete's honor ... and until now for me to be able to verbalize the things I have so wanted to say these past days. Pete, the world will never be the same without you. You are in my thoughts, my prayers, my heart. I know that this universe had great things written in the starts for you, and I hope you know that you surpassed any expectations to this point. I also know that your grace will continue to touch us, to guide us, and to help us in this healing process. You are in a place more beautiful and hopeful than we can ever imagine or desire, and I know that your spirit - that beautiful spirit full of life, hope, love for nature and people and this world - lives in all of us whose lives you touched. I find much comfort and peace in those thoughts ... But Pete, I ache for you, for your incredible family, for beautiful Amie, and for this world that needed you, your wisdom, and all the unique and magical qualities you dared to share with us.

I always knew who Pete was ... we all did and as everyone before me has mentioned, he touched people in a way that made everyone feel like they knew him and wanted to talk with him. But, aside from random encounters on campus, at parties, or in classes, until the summer of 2003 I merely admired Pete from afar as an attractive, intelligent, gentle person who had great eyes and such a true and honest smile. That summer though, John moved into the Mission house and I got to spend more and more time getting to know Pete. He helped me with my o-chem homework, talked about public health issues with me, and my environmental ethics class, and always let me know how cool he thought it was that I wanted to do physical therapy. When I would be in the Mission house alone sometimes and was obviously upset, Pete would talk to me for hours ... just to keep me company. I appreciated his insights so much and learned so many things about life from what he would say and the stories he would tell.

What I remember most about Pete is his presence, the way he would light up a room, but also the way that he would hate to know he was doing that ... drawing attention to himself was not high on Pete's list. But, what I really think of when I reflect on memories of Pete is his voice. Pete had this beautiful, low, soft-spoken, and kind voice that was soothing to listen to. It seems that Pete answered the phone almost every time I called the Mission house ... and would say "Hey, what's up Sarah?" and talk to me for a while before handing the phone off. It was something that did not go unnoticed or unappreciated and I wish that I had thanked Pete for it. It meant more to me than I can express. Maybe it was his message ... maybe it was the key he spoke in, but I remember Pete's voice. And when I lay in bed talking to him this past week, I heard it ... and I silently cried myself to sleep. But, I know that I will hear it again, and that gives me peace of heart.

Pete, there is so much love for you and so much more to be said ... I will miss you, I already do, but I will be okay. You did great things with the wonderful life you were given, and I know you have great things to do in this new existence of yours. And I know you are watching me ... Thank you, just for being you and for sharing yourself with me. I was blessed, we were all blessed, to be touched by your beautiful soul. I am more inspired than I ever have been and I owe that to you. I look forward to the journey! Much love to you Pete, and to family and friends you are all in my thoughts and prayers. The loss is immense, but there is so much of Pete to celebrate ...

Sarah Durkee - 07/29/26 11:06 AM

It's taken me a long time to finally be able to write about Pete, or "wee Pete" as I called him. My first encounter with him was at a party at 1003 Mission breakdancing off the walls my sophomore year. Not a typical first encounter with Pete by any means, and I will admit to this day I never saw him attempt it again. But ever since that day I have always been amazed by wee Pete someway or another. Whether it was how he could whip up the weirdest concoctions in a blender that were "really healthy", or his lack of understanding on why you had to whisper in the library (I don't think he ever quite mastered that one). But what I will always remember about Pete is our talks over bowls of cereal at 604 Mission when he lived with us. He could talk about absolutely anything and his outlook on life was so inspiring. You could always count on him for his insight on any issue, from religion down to cooking. He truly was wise beyond his years. I remember how we used to share stories on traveling to other countries. He would always say how lucky we were to be able to do anything we wanted. He was so incredibly grateful for everything that came his way. And it wasn't until you got talking to him, that you realized just how many places he has been to and all the amazing people he had met. It's just that he was so humble about everything.

Wee Pete lived his life, the way we all would love to live ours. He took everyday as it came and lived it to the fullest. I remember crawling out of bed on the weekends and wee Pete would be bouncing around on the trampoline, after having just ran for 8 miles, biked for another 10 and was just refueling before going on a hike. He had an incredible amount of energy!

Another amazing thing about Pete was his sincerity. There were times that I'd see him loaded down with books and he'd be studying for hours. But everytime, he would always take the time to ask you how you were. Every time! And you'd actually feel his honesty deep inside you. He wasn't just asking you to say something, he genuinely cared about everyone. And that is why he was loved by so many. He had such a kind and warm heart. When I lived with him, he'd get a million phone calls a day and was always cooking dinner for someone, or going over to their houses to cook.

I will miss wee Pete, and will think about him often. But I will always find comfort, in remembering all the wonderful moments I have shared with him. I feel honoured to have been a friend of wee Pete's, and I am forever grateful for everything that he has given me. My thoughts and prayers go out to all his family and friends whom he loved so much and whom to thought so highly of. May there peace within you, in remembrance!

Yvonne Gallagher '03 - 07/29/13 11:06 AM

I met Pete through my brother Joe who roomed with "the Ripper" for their senior year at Gonzaga. In visiting with Pete over the course of their graduation last spring it was immediately evident that he possessed a kind and loving heart. In my brief time with him, Pete seemed to be the kind of young man who's actions displayed the very values and beliefs he held dearly. I admired that immediately and will never forget the kindness he showed to my entire family that weekend. I remember my mom being so touched when Pete thanked her, in a manner which was almost overly grateful, for the graduation gift she had given him. I loved that he was that way, and that in a small moment such as a thank you, he had the ability to create a lasting memory. We love you Ripper and pray deeply for your family and friends. Jimmy O.

Jimmy Owens, friend - 07/29/74 11:06 AM

poem for pete

With tin-knobbed staff, you depart to follow your fate,
To your native mountains lying near the sun.
You revere the Dharma of the lands of the East,
And have the enlightenment of Greater-Vehicle Zen.
Cast spells on the water, and dragons will come to your begging bowl,
Recite the scriptures, and waves will spare your boat.
In truth, there is no departing or staying;
But as I part from you, tears cascade.

Chang Yu, "Presented to a Monk Returning to Japan," probably written for a Zen Monk of the early Muromachi period (1338-1573)

Anita Wallace, aunt - 07/29/02 11:06 AM

hymn for pete: This hymn was my grandmother's favorite. http://www.barb-coolwaters.com/hope2/ingarden.html (to hear hymn sung by Anne Murray) IN THE GARDEN I come to the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear, falling on my ear, The Son of God discloses. And He walks with me, and He talks with me, And He tells me I am His own, and the joy we share as we tarry there, None other has ever known. He speaks, and the sound of His voice Is so sweet the birds hush their singing, And the melody that He gave to me Within my heart is ringing, And He walks with me, and He talks with me, And He tells me I am His own, and the joy we share as we tarry there, None other has ever known. I'd stay in the garden with Him Though the night around me be falling, But He bids me go; through the voice of woe, His voice to me is calling. And He walks with me, and He talks with me, And He tells me I am His own, And the joy we share as we tarry there, None other has ever known.

Anita Wallace, aunt - 07/29/92 11:06 AM

My thoughts and prayers are with the Tripp family. By looking at all these messages about Pete, he must of been a great guy who was very special to each of these individuals. Being a good person is all what matters in life and that is what he did greatly.

Marylee Wenner, sister of Heidi Hanson - 07/29/46 11:06 AM

Pete was our children's team mate and a frequent guest in our home. He was the friend every parent hopes their children will have. Thank you Michael and Freya for sharing him with us.

Pam & Jay Clifton - 07/29/89 11:06 AM

You know I guess you could say that I wasn't even friends with Pete anymore cause I had not talked to him in 4+ years, but he was a guy that I had grown up with. He really only lived 3 or 4 houses down the street. My dad built and lived in the house that he lived in. He was my best friend for all of my very young years. I can remember sitting out on the side walk all day waiting for him to run up the hill and trade transformers with me. I must have been out there for 2 hours. I have so many good memories with Pete. More and more come rushing back. It is hard to be back at home after being gone for close to 5 years cause so many things have changed. A major one is the same old boys do not live on the street anymore. I can not just walk over to Pete's or Brndon's and get a good game of kick the can in. So many things from my childhood that I loved, that helped make me who I am today had to do with Pete. He was the strangest kid cause he always changed his mind or got tired of whatever it was he was into at the time. He always had a funny way about him, different from anyone I have ever met. He was Pete and he just did what made him happy. He was a very smart kid!

It's kind of funny cause when we were little he was the one that was bigger and I was the skinny kid, oh how that changed when we hit middle school. I always tried to find a place to fit but Pete never did try and fit in. I always admired that about him. He was very secure in who he was. God there is a lot of memories with Pete. They all bring a smile to my face. I may never have caught up with Pete again, but that doesn't mean that those memories don't frequent my mind from time to time. Pete was a great man and my childhood would not have been nearly as good or fun if he was not apart of it. I just really wish that I could tell him that now, my very first best friend. A person I spent my childhood with. A person I had hoped to get caught up with someday and still do, it will just have to wait longer then I thought. Thank you Pete! You meant and will always mean a lot to me, I wouldn't be the same without you.

Kyle

Kyle Gibson - 07/29/48 11:07 AM

I met early in our days at Gonzaga. Over our undergraduate years I really enjoyed getting to know Pete better and hanging out with him. One of my fondest memeories is him showing my girlfriend and I his DJ skills. He was amazingly talented, yet he was so humble he rarely talked about his abilities to dance and spin records. To this day when I J5 I think of Pete and it brings a smile to my face. Pete was such a hardworking, fun, and kind person, someone who could truly be admired. In the last few months I had the pleasure of seeing and talking with Pete in the library at Gonzaga often. We were both working on our masters degrees, and being older than most people on campus it was always great to see Pete's smiling and familiar face. A couple times a week we would break from our studies and chat about school and growing up in Oregon. I always enjoyed these study breaks and had a smile and positive feeling after our talks. Pete had that incredible people to brighten peoeple's lives. Pete is special person I will always remember and I consider myself lucky to have had him as a friend. My thoughts and prayers are with Pete and his family.

Brian Michaelson - 07/29/21 11:07 AM

I met Pete my Junior year when I transferred into GU and he was just entering as a Freshmen. From the moment I met him, like many others, you were surrounded by a certain type of energy and light. I have no hesitation to say that Pete Tripp was the nicest, most sincere, unique, and wonderful person I have ever met in my life. He had a way of always making you feel welcome, special and happy. I loved his smile, his eyes as well as what seemed to be "bashful" but was his quiet spirit. Pete always had something to say about anything and everything and no matter what it was, he had a way of making you intrigued with what he was talking about...you couldn't help but listen and think about life! I will always remember his turn table skills and those breakdancing moves...he could get a dance circle going no matter where he was. Everyone knew Pete Tripp, he truly was a socialite and not only did he respect and accept everyone, we all fell in love with him. I consider my self lucky and blessed to have been touched by Pete. If only the rest of the world had a piece of Pete's heart, mind and soul, the world would truly be a better place. I know that my life will forever be changed for not only knowing Pete but for remembering his intelect, humor, and good nature. I remember the day I graduated and was leaving GU to head back to L.A., I saw Pete and said goodbye. We hugged, talked about the future and wished one another good luck with everything. I told him what a wonderful person he is and how much fun I always had with him and that I was sure our paths would cross again. Pete, I have thought of you and your wonderful smile often and although I am so sad that you are gone, I will continue to think of you, remember you and try to life my life to the fullest and be positive about life as you always did. Wherever you are, just know how much you are loved and remembered. I am proud to say that I was touched by your life and friendship. I'll never forget you Pete! Pete's Family--you truly raised a one of a kind individual, thank you for brining such an amazing person into this world, he will live in our hearts forever.

Lisa Olson-'03 - 07/29/63 11:07 AM

I will forever feel blessed to have known such a unique and wonderful soul like Pete. The love, sincerity and happiness he brought to all around him is irreplaceable. I am and forever will be grateful to Pete for the lasting footprints he has had on the lives of me and Colin. Pete, your love, honesty, and humor will remain with us always. Thank you for sharing your life with us!

Sasha Boehm - 07/29/79 11:07 AM

Although I was only fortunate enough to know Pete since this summer he left an everlasting impression on me. He was by far the kindest man I have ever met. He had a goodness and innocence about him that I have only seen in young children and he matched that with an amazing spiritual viewpoint and intellect that I have never seen in another human being. I am saddened by the fact that I will miss out on what he could have taught and shared with me but I am comforted to know that he is in a better place and that I was fortunate enough to have my life touched by such a wonderful person. Rest in Peace Pete, you will be missed.

Ben Bryant - 01/24/05 06:57 PM

Pete had the biggest smile. My deepest sympathy for you in this time of need. You truly did have an amazing son and brother. He has touched so many lives with his kindness and gentle nature.

Carly Bobbe - 01/24/05 08:13 PM

Pete was one of the nicest guys I have ever met and I don't think he knew how many people liked him and enjoyed his company. If everyone could strive to adopt a few of Pete's many great attributes, the world would be a better place. I am deeply sadden by his early departure and will never forget him...

Charles Wells - 01/24/05 08:15 PM

i met pete in my sociology of death and dying class... he was in my group. we would all gather together in class and recount the readings for the day, and although he was very quiet, he spoke his mind when he felt that there was something he needed to say. i spent all semester with him, and enjoyed his thoughts on life and death. he experienced every moment with great passion... he loved his study, and at the time i met him he was telling me about his desire to go to grad school to study philosophy... this past year i would see him on campus, and he would come to me and ask how my baby girl was doing (hardly anyone remembers i am a mommy) and he would ask how my studies were going. likewise, i would ask him how grad school was, and he would smile his shy grin and tell me that it was different, but he was enjoying himself. as a mother, i cannot imagine the loss you feel as parents. but know that he was enjoyed by everyone and has a lasting impression on all people who met him, even if it was for just a brief moment in time. miss you pete.

cassie - 01/24/05 08:34 PM

poem for freya: The Shapes of Leaves Ginkgo, cottonwood, pin oak, sweet gum, tulip tree: our emotions resemble leaves and alive to their shapes we are nourished. Have you felt the expanse and contours of grief along the edges of a big Norway maple? Have you winced at the orange flare searing the curves of a curling dogwood? I have seen from the air logged islands, each with a network of branching gravel roads, and felt a moment of pure anger, aspen gold. I have seen sandhill cranes moving in an open field, a single white whooping crane in the flock. And I have traveled along the contours of leaves that have no name. Here where the air is wet and the light is cool, I feel what others are thinking and do not speak, I know pleasure in the veins of a sugar maple, I am living at the edge of a new leaf. Arthur Sze

Anita Wallace - 01/25/05 06:45 AM

After a Death, Tomas Tranströmer, Translated by Robert Bly "Once there was a shock that left behind a long, shimmering comet tail. It keeps us inside. It makes the TV pictures snowy. It settles in cold drops on the telephone wires. One can still go slowly on skis in the winter sun through brush where a few leaves hang on. They resemble pages torn from old telephone directories. Names swallowed by the cold. It is still beautiful to hear the heart beat but often the shadow seems more real than the body. The samurai looks insignificant beside his armor of black dragon scales." From The Winged Energy of Delight: Selected Translations by Robert Bly

Anita Wallace - 01/25/05 06:53 AM

A Few Moments, Tomas Tranströmer, Translated by Robert Bly

"The dwarf pine on marsh grounds holds its head up: a dark rag.
But what you see is nothing compared to the roots,
the widening, secretly groping, deathless or half-
deathless root system.

I you she he also put roots out.
Outside our common will.
Outside the City.

Rain drifts from the summer sky that's pale as milk.
It is as if my five senses were hooked up to some other creature
that moves with the same stubborn flow
as the runners in white circling the track as the night comes misting in."

From: The Half-Finished Heaven, published by Graywolf Press.

Anita Wallace - 01/25/05 07:01 AM

I have to echo the sentiments of the GU student who admitted to selfishly calling out Pete's name across campus just to get one of his famous smiles. I know I was guilty of that as well. I met Pete our freshman year, and since then I never missed a chance to stop and chat, or walk next to him on our way to classes. Pete was just one of those guys that you gravitated to, he has a spirit of comfort and happiness. Not to mention that Pete Tripp was just a cool kid that everyone loved. I feel blessed to have known Pete on earth and I pray for the hearts of Pete's family and all those that loved him.

Jaclyn Boyes - 01/25/05 08:01 AM

song for Pete's journey, One love / people get ready: Bob Marley

"One Love! One Heart!
Let's get together and feel all right.
Hear the children cryin' (One Love!);
Hear the children cryin' (One Heart!),
Sayin': give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right;
Sayin': let's get together and feel all right. Wo wo-wo wo-wo!

Let them all pass all their dirty remarks (One Love!);
There is one question I'd really love to ask (One Heart!):
Is there a place for the hopeless sinner,
Who has hurt all mankind just to save his own beliefs?

One Love! What about the one heart? One Heart!
What about - ? Let's get together and feel all right
As it was in the beginning (One Love!);
So shall it be in the end (One Heart!),
All right!
Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right;
Let's get together and feel all right.
One more thing!

Let's get together to fight this Holy Armagiddyon (One Love!),
So when the Man comes there will be no, no doom (One Song!).
Have pity on those whose chances grows t'inner;
There ain't no hiding place from the Father of Creation.

Sayin': One Love! What about the One Heart? (One Heart!)
What about the - ? Let's get together and feel all right.
I'm pleadin' to mankind! (One Love!);
Oh, Lord! (One Heart) Wo-ooh!

Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right;
Let's get together and feel all right.
Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right;
Let's get together and feel all right."

Anita Wallace - 01/25/05 09:33 AM

I remember Pete from the South Eugene High School track team. I could always count on a smile from Pete to brighten the day for me. He touched a lot of lives. May God bless his family.

Wells O'Byrne - 01/25/05 12:11 PM

I love you Pete for how you lived you truly lived the Jesuit spirit of "being Christ for others" more than anyone I know. I love you for the respect, love, patience, happiness, friendship, and understanding you gave my daughter. I love you for the conscience effort you made to make your mom feel appreciated. For making a point to spend time with your grandparents this summer so they would know just how special they were to you. I love you for the will you had to overcome all obstacles, especially when it meant embracing sadness in order to do so. This loss now is too great for me to clearly see the "greater glory of God", yet I know it is there. You were taken young like many saints and I believe, as St. Therese of Lisieux said, you will spend your time in Heaven doing good on Earth. That was your true goal...to help others. I think of you almost constantly, with smiles and with tears, but I have found I am able to be a kinder person and extend myself just a little bit more to others when I keep your presence in my heart. I hope I never go back to who I was before you influenced my life. Mike, Freya, Alli, Todd, Amie, you were all a little bit of who Pete was. Thankyou for the gifts you brought to this incredible man's short life. May you find joy and peace.

Jean Manos - Amie's mom - 01/25/05 03:15 PM

To the Tripp family...I just wanna say how truly, truly sorry I am that you lost your son, brother, uncle. I am Susan and Todd's friend from Tucson. You are in my thoughts and prayers constantly. Love, Jai

Jai Lehmann - 01/25/05 03:50 PM

In Aug. 2001 Pete came to visit us in Kainantu, Papua New Guinea. His flight to our airport was cancelled but this was no problem for Pete: He met a PNG family and spent the night with them. This gave him unique insight into the life of the people in PNG. When he finally got here he came with me to teach at the Catholic Girls Vocational School. His humble and gentle personality moved teachers and students and as a sign of their appreciation and friendship they gave him a "bilum" (netbag). He enthusiastically visited the Community Grade School, High School, Coffee Plantation and factory. He was interested in everything, asking many questions and treating each person with the same respect, no matter if talking to children, teachers or the factory owner. He also climbed PNG's highest mountain, MT. Wilhelm (14,800 ft). Later we saw another side of him too. He seemed to be overflowing with energy and enjoyment of life as he turned flips against the trees to the amusement and awe of some spectators. Although he spent only 10 days in PNG, he seemed to understand much about the land and the people of PNG. When he left, I gave him my old pocket New Testament and sometimes wondered, how this little book would travel and how God's word would affect Pete's life. We are saddened by his death but feel privileged and thankful to have known him.

Lauralee Kunder, Kendrick, ID, - 01/25/05 - 01/25/05 04:45 PM

I was shocked to wake up last Monday morning here in Seattle, and hear on the local NPR radio that two Gonzaga students had died in an avalanche over the weekend -- and that one of them was Pete Tripp. For a moment, I tried to believe that this could not be the Pete I had known, when I worked at St. Aloysius Parish in Spokane. But I also knew in my heart -- given his love of the outdoors, and his ease with finding God in the mountains -- that this was our Pete. I first got to know Peter in the 2002/03 school year, when one of his professors, Fr. Bob Egan, sent him over to St. Al's to talk to us about becoming a Roman Catholic. The rag-tag, multi-age group of faith inquirers that year quickly warmed to Pete . . . his intelligence, his sincere hunger for a community of faith, his quest for a coherence of faith that could see the traces of God's handiwork in every thread and fiber of the created order. I remember him telling me he started out majoring in chemistry (or one of the sciences), but his language was the poetics of wonder about the intersections of love, justice, beauty, and a God worthy of our belief. Even in my sorrow, I do believe that Pete is shedding tears of joy at the unimagined beauty he now sees in the divine heart. Everything connects now. I am praying for all of Pete's family and friends. And in prayer I keep returning to biblical images of God's holy mountain -- those prophetic, poetic pictures that suggest the kingdom of God is like a banquet set for all-comers on a mountainside, a place where every tear will be wiped away, every hunger fed, where there is no cost and pain . . . a place where enemies are reconciled, and we again meet our departed loved ones face-to-face. If there is a peak soaring above that banquet table, then I hazard to guess Pete is still climbing higher with a couple new friends, "lost" now only in wonder, love and praise. My sadness is tempered as I read the above tributes, and see all the great good he did that is going with him into the mystery of God's fulness. May God give comfort and peace to Pete's parents and family, to the GU community, and unite us all again on God's holy mountain. Peace.

Rev. Chris Weekly, S.J., Seattle (former parish priest at St. Al's in Spokane) - 01/25/05 09:01 PM

I was in particular sad that I could no longer ask Pete what he thought about certain ideas and hear how he would further the topic at hand. I learned a lot from him and was still learning as he was learning. He had a real gift of understanding others, also helping me understand myself. He had such a neat way of articulating what I said or even meant. I could tell that he put a lot of thought into what he said. Like I shared at the memorial service, I'll always remember his analogy of us each holding a piece of the puzzle. He talked about how he appreciated the concept of transcendence that helped him to look beyond his box, and the hope that there really will be a better life afterwards. He said that the cool thing about Christianity was that no matter how poor materially we are or where we come from, we are each needed in this world and possess an equal and unique worth. So like pieces of a puzzle, each person shares an equal inheritance from God, and these pieces fit together so that we can learn and discover absolute truth. Individually, we could not know truth fully, but truth is rather found in unity with others. Pete explained that he loved philosophy so much, since it provided him a way to learn different avenues of pursuing truth and the same end. Pete also did a great job of getting different people together.

In a later letter, Pete wrote along the same lines "...Another cool idea that has helped me a lot is to think about "the self" as a relative and illusory concept. It doesn't make sense to understand who we are in isolation. Who we are depends on all of our relationships, our experiences that connect with the the environment around us, and almost all of our ideas are shared ideas. It seems to me like we're inevitably connected. When we help others we are helping "ourselves" and when we hurt others we are hurting "ourselves." (He also wrote the previous sentence in a later reflection he sent to me and others). I think that area of interconnectedness is the best place to look for God too, because having a relationship with God is like having a relationship with the life world. Sometimes I think that the best way to love God is to love life. Our God is about love and life right?"

So when I was at the Martin Luther King Jr. Center in December, I couldn't but help give Pete a postcard quote of MLK Jr.'s words: "In a real sense all life is inter-related. All men are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly affects all indirectly. I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be, and you can never be what you ought to be until I am what I ought to be. This is the inter-related structure of reality."

So while I can not receive his reply to what I last wrote as we debated God's omnipotence, I am thankful that I can hold on to the essence and foundation of Pete's life, striving to actualize his ideals and being open to changing, or at least expanding, the ideas that comprise my worldview.

In a highlighted and note-filled book Pete gave me 2 weeks ago, "A path with heart," by Jack Kornfield, he underlined and commented on this passage: "What a splendid way to move through the world, to bring our blessings to all that we touch. To learn how to bless, to honor, to listen with respect, to welcome with the heart, is a great art indeed. It is never done in grand or monumental ways but in this moment, in the most immediate and intimate way." Pete, you beautifully practiced this art of honoring and appreciating all life, and I am forever inspired.

Karina - 01/25/05 09:29 PM

poem for today: Robert Frost, DUST OF SNOW,

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Anita Wallace, aunt - 01/26/05 06:42 AM

some more poems: Mary Oliver, WILD GEESE, "You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and excitingÑ over and over announcing your place in the family of things." AT BLACKWATER POND, THE SUN "Have you ever seen anything in your life more wonderful than the way the sun, every evening, relaxed and easy, floats toward the horizon and into the clouds or the hills, or the rumpled sea, and is gone-- and how it slides again out of the blackness, every morning, on the other side of the world, like a red flower streaming upward on its heavenly oils, say, on a morning in early summer, at its perfect imperial distance-- and have you ever felt for anything such wild love-- do you think there is anywhere, in any language, a word billowing enough for the pleasure that fills you, as the sun reaches out, as it warms you as you stand there, empty-handed-- or have you too turned from this world-- or have you too gone crazy for power, for things?" SLEEPING IN THE FOREST, "I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens and seeds. I slept as never before, a stone on the riverbed, nothing between me and the white fire of the stars but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths among the branches of the perfect trees. All night I heard the small kingdoms breathing around me, the insects, and the birds who do their work in the darkness. All night I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling with a luminous doom. By morning I had vanished at least a dozen times into something better."

Anita Wallace, aunt - 01/26/05 06:48 AM

"good friends we have or good friends we lost, along the way. My feet is my only carriage, so i got to push on through, but while I'm gone...everything is gonna be alright." - our brother pete loved bob marley, we loved him together, and very much. the only thing i could think of to do, actually, was immediately play this song, no woman no cry - and cry. to the tripp family: i am so sorry. but know that your son was, in a deeply unrestrained way, making his way toward a station very near to God. yours was a son who set out in the name of the Son, with so much grace, and will be remembered and honored as such, by all of us. and pete: i guess there is nothing to say, but i miss you man. with all my heart, thank you for sharing your brilliantly lovely person with me and with the world. your presence was gift. no doubt. And I believe you are there, making a new way in the next kingdom of God, beautifully. and i miss you. say hi to Bob for me - i'm sure you've become fast friends.

julian - 01/26/05 07:35 PM

A Psalm by David. PSALM 23, "The Lord Is My Shepherd,
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me;
thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:
thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever."

Book of Common Prayer (1928)
Our Father, who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy Name.
Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, On earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, As we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation, But deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever.
Amen.

hymn for pete: How Great Thou Art, "Oh Lord my God when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed

When Christ shall come
With shout of acclamation
To take me home
What joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
And there proclaim my God how great Thou art

Then sings my soul my savior God to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art
Then sings my soul my savior God to Thee
How great Thou art how great Thou art."

Simple Gifts, Simple Gifts was written by Shaker Elder Joseph Brackett, Jr. in 1848. It was first published in The Gift to be Simple: Shaker Rituals and Songs. Simple Gifts was a work song sung by the United Society of Believers in Christ's Second Appearing (more commonly called the Shakers, an offshoot of the Quakers).

'Tis the gift to be simple,
'tis the gift to be free,
'tis the gift to come down where you ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
It will be in the valley of love and delight.

Refrain:

When true simplicity is gained,
To bow and to bend we shan't be ashamed.
To turn, turn will be our delight,
'Til by turning, turning we come round right

'Tis the gift to be loved and that love to return,
'Tis the gift to be taught and a richer gift to learn,
And when we expect of others what we try to live each day,
Then we'll all live together and we'll all learn to say,

Refrain:

'Tis the gift to have friends and a true friend to be,
'Tis the gift to think of others not to only think of "me",
And when we hear what others really think and really feel,
Then we'll all live together with a love that is real.

Anita Wallace, aunt - 01/27/05 05:47 AM

Simple Gifts, Simple Gifts was written by Shaker Elder Joseph Brackett, Jr. in 1848. It was first published in The Gift to be Simple: Shaker Rituals and Songs. Simple Gifts was a work song sung by the United Society of Believers in Christ's Second Appearing (more commonly called the Shakers, an offshoot of the Quakers). 'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free, 'tis the gift to come down where you ought to be, And when we find ourselves in the place just right, It will be in the valley of love and delight. Refrain: When true simplicity is gained, To bow and to bend we shan't be ashamed. To turn, turn will be our delight, 'Til by turning, turning we come round right 'Tis the gift to be loved and that love to return, 'Tis the gift to be taught and a richer gift to learn, And when we expect of others what we try to live each day, Then we'll all live together and we'll all learn to say, Refrain: 'Tis the gift to have friends and a true friend to be, 'Tis the gift to think of others not to only think of "me", And when we hear what others really think and really feel, Then we'll all live together with a love that is real. Refrain:

Anita Wallace, aunt - 01/27/05 05:47 AM

Wee Pete was one of those special, unique people you will only meet once in a lifetime and never forget. I feel blessed in that I was able to get to know him on many different levels, as a friend, roommate, and fellow mentor (Shaw Connection). Some of my best memories of Wee Pete include going cliff jumping at Badger Lake in the summer, long talks out on the roof top of 604, and our house parties, featuring the one and only DJ Tripp Pete. I recently came across something that really reminded me of Pete that I wanted to share:

I want to know what you ache for,
And if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for your dreams,
For the adventure of being alive.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine,
And still stand on the edge of a lake
And shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
(excerpt from The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer)

I truly believe that Pete is one of the rare people who could confidently answer all these questions with a “Yes!” He was an amazing person. He embraced life and lived it to the fullest, bringing light to all who crossed his path with his beautiful smile and sincere words. He will leave footprints on the hearts of all who knew and loved him.

Lea Fortmann '03 - 01/27/05 07:22 AM

CORRESPONDENCES, Charles Baudelaire,

"Nature's temple living pillars rise,
And words are murmured none have understood,
And man must wander through a tangled wood
Of symbols watching him with friendly eyes.

As long-drawn echoes heard far-off and dim
Mingle to one deep sound and fade away;
Vast as the night and brilliant as the day,
Colour and sound and perfume speak to him.

Some perfumes are as fragrant as a child,
Sweet as the sound of hautboys, meadow-green;
Others, corrupted, rich, exultant, wild,

Have all the expansion of things infinite:
As amber, incense, musk, and benzoin,
Which sing the sense's and the soul's delight."

'Correspondences' is reprinted from The Poems and Prose Poems of Charles Baudelaire.
Ed. James Huneker. New York: Brentano's, 1919.

Anita Wallace, aunt - 01/27/05 10:55 AM

I remember when Pete came out to visit us, he wanted to play at the playground with Aurora; he wanted to sit at the lake and talk with Grandma and Grandpa. He wanted to see our garden, and walk along the river with Uncle John, Anita, Aurora and me... he delighted in going to Ang & I's favorite bakery: a Kosher bakery that is local to MN (the breadsmith); I asked if he would like to go to a bead shop I like & he said he really would, and we looked at all the beads and he bought a pretty amber necklace for Amie; he said she loved Amber & it was her birthday that day... he said he wanted to wait & give it to her in person.

Pete delighted in the simple moments of the day, and in the people around him.

We chatted about the philosophy of community: he was so interested in how we are each ourselves, but also a part of our community & he was studying many different philosophers & psychologists works on the universal subconscious, and other terms for the ideas of how we are all part of each other, and how philosophy moves and changes the world.

Remember how we each affect each other, and how every little thing counts. If we all threw in a dollar to a good cause, there would be millions upon millions of dollars there: well, if we each believe and work towards a good cause or towards good changes in general, that will be manifest upon itself. Let's change the world for Pete, in each of our own hands we have the ability to make good changes, and in each of our own daily reactions and actions towards others we have the power to make others lives better or worse.

I miss talking with Pete. I miss having tea with Pete. I miss hugging him and walking about, he was always one to drop what he was doing and help someone who needed help, if it was a friend or family, or a stranger: Pete would say "hey, need some help with that?" and he would be sincere, and I am going to try and be more real.. more in the moment: like Pete.

And I'll always remember how he laughed; he could just lighted all the bad moods in a room with his casual modest laugh. His disarming smile. His sincerity that brought disparate groups together effortlessly, it seemed.

It wasn’t effortless: Pete worked hard at being there for everyone. He gave of himself, so we could have a better day, a better understanding, and hopefully a bit of what we got we would pass on. Let us try hard, work hard (like Pete would) and get some good done while we are here.

Alli - 01/27/05 06:29 PM

Last week I kept thinking about how I wish I had gotten to see Pete in the last few years since we were in college. However last night, as I was telling a friend about Peter, I realized that even though I hadn't seen Pete in years, the energy in our friendship had never faded. Pete was the kind of friend that even if you hadn't seen or talked with him in awhile, it didn't make a difference because that energy was so strong that it was always there - today I feel like my friendship with Pete is just as special, real and profound as it was ten years ago. I still feel that energy and I will continue to go on adventures with Peto; by helping others, by being a good friend, by looking for the beauty in both small and big things and by trying to look at the world from different perspectives. I feel lucky to be able share those things with Pete.

Amy Temes (Eugene) - 01/27/05 07:02 PM

I didn't know Pete, but he sounds like an incredible person. I'm Jai's husband (see earlier post). I was at Sue and Todd's wedding, and we met Pete there only briefly. My heart goes out to Petes family, and to all those who knew and loved him. It's just so devasting...

Howard Salmon - 01/27/05 08:55 PM

My thoughts, prayers and love are with you all. Thank you, Pete, for showing us how to live so meaningfully.

Shannon O'Connor - 01/27/05 10:04 PM

As I read through the above messages I notice a common trait among them all...those who knew Pete through the occasional stop-and-chat are as equally devastated by his passing away as are his closest friends and family. That’s because Pete’s love for humankind was as boundless as his love for nature, spiritualism, and learning. Unique to Pete was his ability to give everyone equal attention, care, and understanding and for that reason alone Pete’s spirit was deeply embraced by nearly everyone he encountered. Pete’s spirit will continue to be felt on earth through his existence in the hearts of the many he touched. Pete, we thank you for all the warm memories. You will be dearly missed but certainly not forgotten.

Justin Holzworth (friend from Gonzaga University) - 01/28/05 12:35 AM

Dear Family of Pete, I did not know Pete as I graduated in 1995 from Gonzaga. Although, I know how you feel I lost my young husband 5 months ago to sudden acute leukemia M3. I hope you can find peace with God and get involved with a Grief group I recommend Griefshare they have a website. I hope this poem helps you all. My thoughts and prayers are with you all. Do Not Weep Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there...I do not sleep I am a thousand winds that blow I am a diamond glint on snow I am the sunlight on ripened grain I am the gentle autumn rain When you awake in the morning hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight I am the soft star-shine at night. Do not stand by my grave and cry I am not there...I do not die

Jeannine Germon-Huffman (class of 1995) - 01/28/05 02:42 PM

Pete is someone from Gonzaga that I will never forget, not for his tragedy, but for his perpetual compassion. I came to GU from Texas and found myself incredibly homesick - things were so different. And I remember it was always so refreshing to see Pete. He really made me feel welcome & somehow put my mind at ease. Every time I saw his loving eyes & friendly smile I saw something familiar, something I now recognize as the love & kindness people normally see only behind the eyes of loved ones. Pete showed this to people everyday. The compassion that poured out of him was so authentic it seemed almost subconscious. It didn't seem like something he was trying to do, but rather something he just was. Sometimes I wonder if people like Pete are truly messengers sent to us for only a brief time, to remind the world what is truly significant to live for. I just want to sincerely thank Pete's family for sharing such a precious gift of life with so many people. You are in my thoughts & prayers. I will never forget Pete, he changed the world for the better everyday of his life.

Adrienne Smith - 01/28/05 03:56 PM

Pete never had any of the pretenses that hold most people back from truly expressing themselves and letting them get close to others. I remember a week before graduation he sought me out after a philosophy class. In his very genuine and caring way, he told me that he had enjoyed all the opportunity we had had to be in the same classes together, and that he always looked forward to what I had to say. He told me that he looked forward to reading my work in the future and seeing where my philosophizing took me because he knew I would make amazing contributions to the world. Although I had known Pete through mutual friends and classes and we had shared a few conversations about how we wanted to revolutionize philosophy, I was floored that he would come right out and say such direct, kind things to me. That's the kind of person Pete is. I will miss his enthusiasm, and the world will miss his inspiring contributions. I feel the need to live up to the expectations Pete had for the world. Pete made the world a more beautiful place.

Stacia Secreriat - 01/28/05 05:35 PM

Hey Pete; I wanted to let you know how Aurora's first day of skiing went... since I can't reach you by the way we used to chat, I wanted to share with you here, through your friends.

Aurora had a great day on the snow! She took lessons, and her ski instructor went by the nickname "superman"; but Aurora explained to me that he could not fly today, because it was too cold. I thought that was a curious twist on skiing lessons, but she seemed thrilled, as about half way into the lessons she yelled out to me that her new nickname is "supergirl". Mostly though, she was yelling out, "this is so much Fun!" *smile* She really took to the hill, and was stopping and going with the green light-red light game really well! Even during their hot chocolate break, she perked up and said "lets get back out on the snow and do more skiing!" as she was really excited to get back out on the hill. I think you would be so proud of her.

Pete, I heard your last day on the hill was a beautiful day and that the skiing was on really great snow... I also heard you surfed that avalanche for about a quarter of a mile before it threw you into a tree. Oh Pete, we can't control the world, but I wanted to let you know how proud of you I am, and how amazed and impressed, as always, that I am at your effort & accomplishments. I wish you could've lived through that avalanche and had a great experience in life, instead of being taken to the tree; and I will also miss Brian although I didn't meet him, as he sounded to be like an exceptional person: like you. Not too surprising, as you were hanging out. I am, however, really glad Sean survived, and it softens the dissaster a bit for me to know one of you excellent men survived. We can't have everything, but I'm working hard at focusing my life so we can do more good, and improve the world as you were working to do.

I'm trying to gather forces to throw a charity fund-raising concert around your birthday-time in early April, in Spokane. Given if all things work well, it sounds like it will work out. I'm proud of you and your goals and all your amazing accomplishments. I plan to post a forums-page to this website soon to discuss plans for this charity concert.

It was a beautiful day on the mountain today Pete, and I was thinking about you the whole time I was skiing & watching Aurora learn to Ski. Live on, everyone & love each other.

Alli - 01/28/05 10:53 PM

He smiled, he laughted, and he got a little confused. So did I. I first met this wonderful boy the first semester of my freshman year when he was a sophomore in Tai Chi Class (tai chi is very TRICKY might I add). That should say it all. And by the way, 8:00 class is a painful time for a college kid to complete his or her college PE credit, but, by god, Pete and I did it. Instantly, we became tai chi buddies. He heard my last name and knew we could kick it because he had previously met my big brother when he was a freshman and my brother was a senior. Bottom line: No matter how tired I was, he cheered me up, and ever since that class, every time we passed one another across campus, he gave me a big smile. I hope everyone got a chance to experience his enthsiamn, and if not, you should know, Pete was the most entertaining and hilarious boy I have ever met at 8:00 in the morning. You will be missed Peter. Your Tai Chi Buddy... Angela P.

Angela Pontarolo - 01/29/05 02:03 AM

This poem/quote reminds me of Pete. "I believe in growing things, and in the things which have grown and died magnificently. I believe in people and in the simple aspects of human life, and in the relation of man to nature. I believe man must be free, both in spirit and society, that he must build strength into himself, affirming the enormous beauty of the world and acquiring the confidence to see and to express his vision." - Ansel Adams

Amy Temes (Eugene/Missoula) - 01/30/05 10:41 AM

I think of Pete everyday. I think about skiing (at Schweitzer and in Canada), smiles, biking around campus, avalanches, individuality, giving, hats (baseball and his Masters golf hat), bright blue Pocket Rocket skis with a tele binding setup, music (hip-hop, anything with a good beat, seeing any hip-hop act that would dare to come to Spokane, him teaching me how to spin some of those disks down in his little, crowded, hit-your-head-on-the-way-down room at Mission), humility, Kootenai Point in Sandpoint, ID (Pete packed in cut pieces of wood!, rose up the next day to hike Schweitzer and get in some turns), six-packs of beer, the Bo Jackson and George Brett? baseball cards in his Subaru, the smoothest 360's on skis, wearing two T-shirts at once", speak softly and carry a big stick".

On my way back to Montana from Pete's funeral, exactly one week after Pete's death, 3pm Sunday, I drove up (as far as I could make myself go) back into the land where the avalanche occured. It is a beautiful bowl, with steeps, spine-like ridges, countless Ponderosas, and surprisingly still some snow. As I began the drive back down (after putting a nice dent in my truck!) I thought of Pete's tragic death and of how his life was cut much too short but I could not help but think of how lucky he was to have died doing something that I knew freed him and invigorated him. I know that there are many men (myself included) who would do anything possible to die in God's country doing something they loved, rather than facing a death that involved losing onces senses, a slow death, a fight against death. Pete embraced life with a fullness that many of us can learn from. May Pete live on inside of all those that knew him. Amani.

Andrew Gran - 01/30/05 06:22 PM

I attended Elementary, Middle and High School with Pete. My greatest memory of Pete is that he was one of the kindest people at our school. Pete never spoke a lot but when he did it was always to say something nice. Pete was one of the most caring people that I've ever met.

In this difficult time, I would only say to Pete's family to remember him in the loving life that he led, not his far too early death. Let his legacy be that we, those whose lives he touched, live like he did by caring for those around us and loving the world we live in.

Phil Barnhart - 01/30/05 07:45 PM

We did not know Pete or his friends/family but wanted to send our prayers to the families and friends at this sad time. Please know that even those that didn't have close connections to the families/boys are sending their prayers as former alumni in the Gonzaga community. As parents we know how much children are valued and loved and how tragic this loss must be. We are sending our prayers and were brought to tears reading the web sites. We are very sorry for your loss.

Choi Family (Alumni) - 01/31/05 02:07 PM

poem: Little Tear-Vase, Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Stephen Mitchell,

Other vessels hold wine, other vessels hold oil
inside the hollowed-out vault circumscribed by their clay.
I, as smaller measure, and as the slimmest of all,
humbly hollow myself so that just a few tears can fill me.

Wine becomes richer, oil becomes clear, in its vessel.
What happens with tears?-They made me blind in my glass,
made me heavy and made my curve iridescent,
made me brittle, and left me empty at last.

Anita Wallace - 02/01/05 05:57 AM

The news of Pete's passing put a heavy weight on my heart. He was the model person and had a smile that just wouldn't quit. He had an uncanny way of always making you feel better about yourself everytime you came into contact with him. Though I was not that close to him, I will miss him, and will continue to have good memories of Pete. My heart goes out to Pete's family.

Casey Kuper - 02/01/05 03:53 PM

I just found these pictures on my computer that pete had downloaded, I thought they were pretty cool, so I thought I would throw them up in Pete's artwork folder. I've been thinking about trying to put together a memorial for pete at Gonzaga, maybe a plaque on a tree or something. I still can't believe he is gone. It just doesn't seem real. Death is so mysterious and so abrupt. Life can just come and go so fast. I try and appriciate everyday for what it is. And, like Pete said, you can appriciate a sad day even. It makes the good days that much better. I don't exactly know where Pete is right now, I don't know if he can see us still, but I'm sure that there is a part of him still here because I still feel his presence in different ways. I had a dream the other night, Pete and I were just hanging out opening letters and laughing about the funny things people would say. Its funny to have dreams about Pete when he is just there hanging out like old times. I like waking up in the morning after a dream like that because I remember the fun times we had.

Brian Nolte - 02/01/05 06:56 PM

That's a beautiful dream, Brian! It sounds so real... I can just see Pete laughing with you. =) Thanks for sharing that. I too, feel Pete's energy & presence all around me, and it seems hard to believe he is gone at all... but then I have moments where it is all too real that he is out of reach: but even in those sad reflections, I can feel something like a warm energy that feels like Pete, somehow... and I feel that it is going to be okay.

I posted a new folder for you to put those downloaded images into: it's in page 2 of the photo albums. I also plan to upload some collages I have with Pete photos in them, that I did quite a few years ago, and Lisa's drawing of Pete, and so I named it 'our artwork for Pete & his collected images" : I think I'll try to scan some of the photos he had collected for collages in there, too.

The charity concert plans are coming along, as I now have a couple of bands that are planning to participate: but I'm still interested in more bands & DJ's Pete knew perhaps as well... the plan is currently for the Saturday before his birthday, in the afternoon: that would make it April 9th, 2005, or the Saturday after his birthday, which would be April 15th, 2005 (please keep both dates free until I get a location secured for one of those dates! Thanks!) : to celebrate Pete's life & works, to play some good music & join together to do some good in the world, as well. Currently I am hoping to get an outdoor location with an indoor backup location, and I have to figure out who to talk to at Gonzaga to try to plan a location that perhaps they would support. There are also plans to honor Brian Brett at the concert, as it would be nice to make it a celebration of both of these men's lives & good works. I will post more here as the details are worked out.

~Alli - 02/01/05 09:16 PM

Aloha to friends, family, and classmates of Pete's.
As saddened as I am about Pete's death, I am able to find solace in knowing that my opinion of Pete stands firm and solid, just as if he were alive and well today. I met Pete the very first day of freshman year at Gonzaga, in the Critical Thinking course with McClelland, I believe. Pete stood out to me for a few reasons. I distinctly recall him carrying his skateboard, which got my attention because there are like no skaters at GU, and secondly he laughed at me when I asked the questions all us freshman wondered about the intro to philosophy class.
I went right up to him after class, shook his hand and introduced myself, and right away he called me "allie", because that is what he called his own sister. Pete and I stayed great friends throughout school, and in fact I helped him find new housing (he moved out of Roncalli-the all male dorm), in C/M when a room opened up. He got his turntables set up, and he was ready to go, and I was so excited that he was living in a more lively environment! The years passed as college wore on, and yet his enthusiasm and cheer rarely dwindled. The last time I spoke to Pete was on graduation day, on the front lawn of Gonzaga, for the champagne social. A little buzzed, (I admit) gave me the courage to tell Pete and his parents what a great man they raised. I shook his parents hands, so glad and excited to meet them, and I told them, "I just want to let you both know that Pete is the greatest guy I have known, and you both should be very proud of him. You did a great job." Pete was blushing, and his parents gently said thank you. I gave him and hug, and promised we would be in touch, but sadly that was it...or at least for now.
I honestly believe Pete's spirit is here. It is alive and thriving, reminding each and every one of us to smile a bit more, to stop and say hello, and to just enjoy the beauty in nature, and the glory of life. Shaky as I sit here, typing, I know we are sad and grieving, but Pete is safe. He gave so much of his love for life to anyone he came in contact with, whether they were a friend or an aquaintance. Remember that Pete is there, watching us all, so its okay to talk out loud and say hello, and let him know you miss him and think about him. The loss of Pete should remind us all how precious the gift of life is, and to savor every moment of everyday, and to laugh at the pettiness; to sit back, close your eyes, and imagine a more perfect world, with united souls venturing into the unchartered spaces of a life that exists not to be seen by the naked eye. Don't lose hope, don't lose faith, yet remain strong and steadfast in your endeavors, just like Pete.

Aloha from the Garden Isle of Kauai, Allison Clay, Gonzaga University, Class of 2004

Allison Clay - 07/29/94 11:07 AM

I heard of Pete's memorial over a week ago but have avoided coming to it until now. Being here reminds me why, I didn't want to feel the shock of what happened to really hit me. I've been at a loss for words for how to describe Pete and how I remember him. Pete was a man of heart. He carried an aura of kindness and respect around him that put you at ease. Whenever I saw him he would smile that smile of his and it never seemed to leave him. I ran with him for a short while on the GUXC team and laughed with him at his nickname, "Rube." Looking back on the short time I knew him brings me joy at knowing such a mellow and kind person. Right now I still feel shocked at the news as if hearing this was merely a dream and I would wake up from it soon. I think Pete would understand. On some mountain, in a place we can not reach, he would look upon us and smile that smile of his and I know he must appreciate the love we feel for him. For Pete, a man of heart, until I see you again.

Jeremy Slocum - 07/29/87 11:07 AM

Here are some emails from Pete I was reading that made me smile, I can't post all of my memories, but I want to share some, and these made me remember Pete so well, I just want to share them. Love, Family, Friends: these bonds are forever. ~Alli

----- Original Message -----

From: pete tripp
To: alli@tripp-russo.com
Sent: Monday, March 15, 2004 2:46 PM
Subject: RE: interesting website - articles

Hey Alli,

Thanks a lot for the website. Many of those articles are really interesting. I especially appreciated the article about lithium and bipolar disorder, and the links attached to it. Thanks.

I'm glad you liked "Waking Life". I think you're right about many of the philosophies represented in the film being famous theories. I liked the art in it too.

I just got back from spring break. My girlfriend Amie and I went down to Oregon. It was fun. We went snowboarding two days, which was cool. We also went to some good restaurants and places in Portland.

I have to go, but I hope that everything is good with you.

love,

pete

>From: alli@tripp-russo.com
>To: tripppete@hotmail.com
>Subject: interesting website - articles
>Date: Fri, 12 Mar 2004 08:48:26 -0800 (PST)

>Hey Pete! Waking Life was great! What a great presentation of a bunch of >philosophy! I really liked it. I got up & took "mini-breaks" in between >every few talkers, to let the concepts mingle & sink in. A lot of the >concepts I heard were very classic philosophy concepts, were they all >based on classic theories?

>Thanks again for the film, after I watched it I was inspired to go watch >"Wings of Desire" do you remember that film? It's a poetic philosophy >film about life, as well. But very different in many ways then "Waking >Life".

>Anyhows, also wanted to send you this link, which I came across reading >articles on one of my favorite news sites ( www.slashdot.com )

>But, it is based on the popular science magazine "Nature" , which I'm sure >you know, however.. I had never explored thier website. It's well done. >Easy to read & very current (The siberian wolf maps in WI were just on NPR >this week, I believe).

>So, hope you find it interesting (links below), if you didn't already know >about it!

>Lots of love,

>~Alli

>Features:

>http://www.nature.com/nsu/features.html

>Subjects:

>http://www.nature.com/nsu/categories/bysubject.html

----- Original Message -----

From: pete tripp
To: alli@tripp-russo.com
Sent: Sunday, September 05, 2004 2:45 PM
Subject: hey

Hey Alli,

How's everything going? Is your pregnancy okay? Things are fine here; I'm back in school which is where I like to be. My time is spent either on school work or just hanging out with friends, nothing extraordinary really but that's fine. It's nice to be in a routine sometimes.

Have the leaves started to change colors yet? The weather has definately changed here, but the leaves haven't yet. I'm looking forward to Halloween; I like it. I'm going to wear the rain suit you got me that has reflectors on it.

I want to get a computer. I just want to get a simple desk top that can interact with the internet at a reasonable speed. I'm not going to be using it for anything very involved, other than research, writing long papers, and storing some music and pictures. I don't mind buying a used one, but I'd like it to be reliable. What should I do? Where should I go?

I hope that everything is going well. Is Aurora having fun in kindergarden? Say hi to Ang...

love,

Pete

----- Original Message -----

From: pete tripp
To: alli@tripp-russo.com
Sent: Tuesday, December 16, 2003 3:12 PM
Subject: RE: =) yah; new snow!

Hey Alli,

Sledding is great. I haven't had any time to go sledding or make a snowman yet, but maybe after school is out. We've had snow off and on. It's nice I like it when it snows.

I'm glad that everything is going well. Say hi to Aurora and Angelo. see you later,

pete

----- Original Message -----

From: pete tripp
To: tripp_russo@hotmail.com
Sent: Monday, November 03, 2003 3:24 AM
Subject: halloween

Hey,

I just wanted to say thanks for the Halloween card; it's really cool. I put it next to my bed. I hope that you guys had a good Halloween. Mine was okay, but pretty quiet. I was a bird watcher. I got some stuff like binocs and a hat from mom and dad. At first they thought that I was making fun of them because they like birdwatching, but I told them that I was doing it because I thought it was cool. I bet Aurora had fun trick or treating.

Sorry I didn't get to talk to you long on the phone the other day -been really busy lately. Hope the new neighborhood is going well.

love,

pete

----- Original Message -----

From: pete tripp
To: alli@tripp-russo.com
Sent: Wednesday, October 08, 2003 10:55 PM
Subject: hey

Hey Alli,

I really like hearing about what you guys are doing; I especially like hearing about Aurora's adventures. The kite project is a great idea. Encourage her to ride bikes a lot too; bikes are great.

The philosopher that I was talking about is named Chuang Tzu; he is an ancient Chinese philosopher who started the Taoist philosophy. Reading his stuff is challenging, but really cool. If you end up reading him and you have any questions, let me know.

I made spaghetti squash tonight with my friend Amie. It was really good. I've been getting into cooking. I'm working my way up to cooking recipes from the cook book that you gave me, which by the way is really cool.

I have to go do homework. see you later.

love,

pete

~Alli - 07/29/46 11:07 AM

This afternoon I scanned in Pete's entire DJ journal, for those of you who mix & might want to see/use his mix lists & his lyrics are in there, too. They are in the 2nd page of the photo albums (click photo link at the top of this page to get to the photo albums); I also added some baby photos of Pete today.

Or copy & paste this link to get directly to the DJ journal:

http://www.petetripp.com/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=9

And this link to get directly to the baby photos:

http://www.petetripp.com/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=10

~Alli - 07/29/57 11:07 AM

reading of the day (for Pete): From "The Heart of Thoreau's Journals" Edited by Odell Shepard

Feb. 12 "To make a perfect winter day like this, you must have a clear, sparkling air, with a sheen from the snow, sufficient cold, little or no wind; and the warmth must come directly from the sun. It must not be a thawing warmth. The tension of nature must not be relaxed. The earth must be resonant if bare, and you hear the lisping tinkle of chickadees from time to time and the unrelenting steel-cold scream of a jay, unmelted, that never flows into a song, a sort of wintry trumpet, screaming cold; hard, tense, frozen music, like the winter sky itself; in the blue livery of winter's band. It is like a flourish of trumpets to the winter sky. There is no hint of incubation in the jay's scream. Like the creak of a cart-wheel. There is no cushion for sounds now. They tear our ears."

Each day, throughout the day, I remember Pete. In my head we have conversations that we will never have. I think of things I would like to talk to him about, things I would like to write him about. Things I would 'save up' until I speak to him the next time, from the cabin, or from our kitchen, where we sat together so many times, talking in person, or on the phone. Last night, while cooking dinner was no exception. I love to cook, and this is something Pete and I shared. We could talk for hours about food and how to prepare it. Last night I made a curry that I haven't made in a long time, and I was thinking about how much Pete would like it. The recipe comes from Francis Moore Lappe's 'Diet for a Small Planet' and I was wondering if Pete knew of that cookbook, and what a breakthrough it was in its own time. The curry combines onions, cashew nuts, apples, raisins, curry powder, tumeric, broth or water, and I also make some additions of lots of garlic and jalapenos. You can eat it plain like this with rice, or add tofu, or if you are a carnivore, it is incredible with chicken. At the end of the cooking you can add plain yogurt, mixed in, for texture, or else just put the yogurt on the side, like a dipping sauce. I miss you Pete.

Anita Wallace - 07/29/23 11:07 AM

"I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me a significant glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not spend my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time."

-- Jack London's Tales of Adventure

Well Pete liked to sleep, but this quote has always reminded me of him because he did use his time. I am blessed that some of it was with me. Back in the day, he would show up at my house with his blue Subaru packed to the gills with surf, backpacking or ski gear and whisk me off to one adventure or another. The conversations en route were always as riveting as the peaks we climbed and as exhilarating as the waterfalls we jumped off. Pete, you inspire me to live and taught me how to love. Thank you. Your spirit of service, adventure, and thought live on in all those you touched in this sleepy planet. Your smile and your laugh are the glowing elements that warm my heart. I'm gonna cook up a batch of those enchiladas you liked so much or maybe some tofu peanut butter... if I can find the ingredients. I miss you, as we all do. Keep glowing.
Love,
Mare

Marian Parsons, Peace Corps Volunteer, Nicaragua - 07/29/30 11:07 AM

I had a dream last night and Pete was there. He just kept smiling and I kept looking at him and he just kept on smiling, I guess meaning that everything is okay and as it should be.

lex - 02/05/05 01:55 PM

I do not know where to start. My life, without the prospect of Pete coming home, is devastating. I loved that guy! My insides rip open and bleed. And then, I think how hurt Pete would be to see me so. And I feel him reach out and comfort me. "Mom, it's not bad; it's a beautiful place I'm at. And I'm with you". Pete has found Grace. I know that. Like a super nova he has burst into a thousand stars. His Goodness has been magnified and resettled into all of us. My thanks to all you who have shared your knowing of Pete with me. I'm truly touched by all the ways he blessed us. My determination to go on, like Pete would want, has grown from your sharing. I know time will heal, but I fear it will also lead us to forget. We need to remember every day to love Life, reach out and be Kind to each other like Pete. Pete made it to the mountain top before us and he will no doubt be there to greet us with his smile. Let's strive to get there and not disappoint him. LOVE LIFE! Live it fully with God's Grace to guide you.

freya/mom - 02/07/05 08:45 PM

Green Fields, by the Vogues,

"Once there were green fields,
Kissed by the sun.
Once there were valleys,
Where rivers used to run.
Once there were blue skies,
With white clouds high above.
once they were part of,
An everlasting love.
We were the lovers who,
Strolled through Green Fields.

Green fields are gone now,
Parched by the sun.
Gone from the valleys,
Where rivers used to run.
Gone with the cold wind,
That swept into my heart.
Gone with the lovers,
Who let their dreams depart.

Where are the green fields,
That we used to roam?

I'll never know what,
Made you run away.
How can I keep searching
When dark clouds hide the day..

I only know there's,
Nothing here for me.
Nothing in this wide world,
Left for me to see.

Still I'll keep on waiting,
Until you return.
I'll keep on waiting,
Until the day you learn.
You can't be happy,
While your heart's on the roam,
You can't be happy
Until You bring it home.
Home to the green fields
And me once again."

This is such a beautiful and sad song, I wanted to offer it up to Pete and all of us who miss him. When I think about the lovers in this song, I don't think of it as romantic love, but a more Platonic love, the love that Pete had for so many, the love that searches for the good, and strives to the good in all. In that sense of Platonic love, he is here, he will return, reincarnate, because his soul has moved to a higher plane.

Anita Wallace - 02/08/05 06:02 AM

I was reading in my husband's online journal about anger & the magic in the world, and I've been thinking about my sadness, and motivation all morning, especially since dropping off my 5 year old at kindergarten; and this is a rather stream-of-consciousness first draft of these thoughts that I posted in his journal (the link to read that is below). They are rather unrefined thoughts at this point, but the synopsis is:

What are you doing today? Do you want to? Why are you not doing what you want to do? If you are constrained, and really can't do that.. what can you do instead?

If we are all going to die, which I hear is what happens: what will we (you?) do in our (your) life?

We can't even decide how long we live, or how we'll die. So, what are you waiting for to start living?

Link to a comment I posted today on how sadness is motivating me, and how positive hope is also motivating me.

----- So if you were to run into Pete today, what would you think he would say? What do you think you might do differently for this interaction? Why not take that positive thought of Pete & go do something positive? ------

My love to you all. In your sad moments, I'm sending you my love. I think Pete is, too.

~Alli, Pete's sister - 02/08/05 08:34 AM

I am Pete's cousin and have been struggling with what to say. I have been reading everyone's memories of Pete and I feel like they help all of us know Pete from so many different angles. One thing remains constant; Pete touched everyone in a unique way. Really he made you feel better about being yourself, which is a truly unique gift. I think he has sparked all of us to live life the way he (and we) would want. Freya, don't think he will be forgotten. Everyday whenever I have a moment to think (especially on my runs), Pete pops into my thoughts. At first it brings incredible sorrow, but then I am inspired (I work a little harder, smile a little bigger, enjoy the sun, enjoy the snow, enjoy life like Pete did), which is the best impact any of us can hope to have on the people we have met throughout life.

Katie Tripp - 02/08/05 08:48 AM

Shinto, Jorge Luis Borges,

"When sorrow lays us low
for a second we are saved
by humble windfalls
of the mindfulness or memory:
the taste of a fruit, the taste of water,
that face given back to us by a dream,
the first jasmine of November,
the endless yearning of the compass,
a book we thought was lost,
the throb of a hexameter,
the slight key that opens a house to us,
the smell of a library, or of sandalwood,
the former name of a street,
the colors of a map,
an unforeseen etymology,
the smoothness of a filed fingernail,
the date we were looking for,
the twelve dark bell-strokes, tolling as we count,
a sudden physical pain.

Eight million Shinto deities
travel secretly throughout the earth.
Those modest gods touch us--
touch us and move on."

We will never forget Pete. We carry him with us (or he carries us) everywhere we go, where ever we are. We carry him in our hearts, our minds, our bodies and our souls. Pete was a part of us, and we are a part of him. He is with us on our runs, at the Y, at the off-leash dog park in the Mississippi River Gorge, in the Wallowa Mountains, in the Sisters, along every trails, in the alpine meadows, standing in the sunshine on the summit of every mountain, at the nursing home in Meg's room, at the cabin, in the sauna, at the new apartment in Glenwood, in the house with Mike and Freya and Pepper, in Bloomington, in Amherst, in Alaska, in the bears' grocery stores along the hiking paths, on the rocky crags of the BWCA, with the wolves on Isle Royale, in the call of the loons... Pete is there with us, leading the group up, up, up to the next adventure. The echo of his life, the echo of his memory reverberates in our hearts, in our memories, like the call of the loon, filling us with hope and love.

Anita Wallace - 02/09/05 06:41 AM

http://www.sacred-texts.com/shi/hvj/hvj003.htm

Anita Wallace - 02/09/05 06:56 AM

XI, WITHIN THE CIRCLE, from sacred texts, Gleanings in the Buddha Fields:

"Neither personal pain nor personal pleasure can be really expressed in words. It is never possible to communicate them in their original form. It is only possible, by vivid portrayal of the circumstances or conditions causing them, to awaken in sympathetic minds some kindred qualities of feeling.

But if the circumstances causing the pain or the pleasure be totally foreign to common human experience, then no representation of them can make fully known the sensations which they evoked. Hopeless, therefore, any attempt to tell the real pain of seeing my former births.

I can say only that no combination of suffering possible to individual being could be likened to such pain,--the pain of countless lives interwoven. It seemed as if every nerve of me had been prolonged into some monstrous web of sentiency spun back through a million years,--and as if the whole of that measureless woof and warp, over all its shivering threads, were pouring into my consciousness, out of the abysmal past, some ghastliness without name,--some horror too vast for human brain to hold.

For, as I looked backward, I became double, quadruple, octuple--I multiplied by arithmetical progression; I became hundreds and thousands,--and feared with the terror of thousands,--and despaired with the anguish of thousands,--and shuddered with the agony of thousands; yet knew the pleasure of none. All joys, all delights appeared but mists or mockeries: only the pain and the fear were real,--and always, always growing.

Then in the moment when sentiency itself seemed bursting into dissolution, one divine touch ended the frightful vision, and brought again to me the simple consciousness of the single present. Oh! how unspeakably delicious that sudden shrinking; back out of multiplicity into unity!--that immense, immeasurable collapse of Self into the blind oblivious numbness of individuality!" To others also," said the voice of the divine one who had thus saved me,--"to others in the like state it has been permitted to see something of their preëxistence. But no one of them ever could endure to look far.

Power to see all former births belongs only to those eternally released from the bonds of Self. Such exist outside of illusion,--outside of form and name; and pain cannot come nigh them. "But to you, remaining in illusion, not even the Buddha could give power to look back more than a little way. "Still you are bewitched by the follies of art and of poetry and of music,--the delusions of color and form,--the delusions of sensuous speech, the delusions of sensuous sound. "Still that apparition called Nature--which is but another name for emptiness and shadow--deceives and charms you, and fills you with dreams of longing for the things of sense. "But he who truly wishes to know, must not love this phantom Nature,--must not find delight in the radiance of a clear sky,--nor in the sight of the sea,--nor in the sound of the flowing of rivers,--nor in the forms of peaks and woods and valleys,--nor in the colors of them. "He who truly wishes to know must not find delight in contemplating the works and the deeds of men, nor in hearing their converse, nor in observing the puppet-play of their passions and of their emotions.

All this is but a weaving of smoke,--a shimmering of vapors,--an impermanency,--a phantasmagory. "For the pleasures that men term lofty or noble or sublime are but larger sensualisms, subtler falsities: venomous fair-seeming flowerings of selfishness,--all rooted in the elder slime of appetites and desires.

To joy in the radiance of a cloudless day,--to see the mountains shift their tintings to the wheeling of the sun,--to watch the passing of waves, the fading of sunsets,--to find charm in the blossoming of plants or trees: all this is of the senses.

Not less truly of the senses is the pleasure of observing actions called great or beautiful or heroic,--since it is one with the pleasure of imagining those things for which men miserably strive in this miserable world: brief love and fame and honor,--all of which are empty as passing foam. Sky, sun, and sea;--the peaks, the woods, the plains;--all splendors and forms and colors,--are spectres.

The feelings and the thoughts and the acts of men,--whether deemed high or low, noble or ignoble,--all things imagined or done for any save the eternal purpose, are but dreams born of dreams and begetting hollowness.

To the clear of sight, all feelings of self,--all love and hate, joy and pain, hope and regret, are alike shadows;--youth and age, beauty and horror, sweetness and foulness, are not different;--death and life are one and the same; and Space and Time exist but as the stage and the order of the perpetual Shadow-play.

"All that exists in Time must perish. To the Awakened there is no Time or Space or Change,--no night or day,--no heat or cold,--no moon or season,--no present, past, or future. Form and the names of form are alike nothingness:--Knowledge only is real; and unto whomsoever gains it, the universe becomes a ghost.

But it is written:--'He who hath overcome Time in the past and the future must be of exceedingly pure understanding.'"Such understanding is not yours. Still to your eyes the shadow seems the substance,--and darkness, light,--and voidness, beauty. And therefore to see your former births could give you only pain." I asked:-- "Had I found strength to look back to the beginning,--back to the verge of Time,--could I have read the Secret of the universe?" "Nay," was answer made. "Only by Infinite Vision can the Secret be read. Could you have looked back incomparably further than your power permitted, then the Past would have become for you the Future. And could you have endured even yet more, the Future would have orbed back for you into the Present."

"Yet why?" I murmured, marveling. . . . "What is the Circle?" "Circle there is none," was the response;--Circle there is none but the great phantom-whirl of birth and death to which, by their own thoughts and deeds, the ignorant remain condemned. But this has being only in Time; and Time itself is illusion."

Anita Wallace - 02/09/05 07:20 AM

i was thinking the other night on how much pete tought me. he tought me that everybody has a purpose for being alive. weather it was to make something or just be there for someone when they need isomeone to lean on. i can remember on time when i was talking to him on the phone and i was tring to kill myself. if it wasn't for talking to me about what was going on i would not be here today. i also remember when i was in the 8th grade and i had chior concert that i invited him to. after it was over i went and talked to him he bought me a little stuffed bulldog that i still have and will always keep. i will never forget how he always had a smie on his face. I MISS YOU PETE.

jessica - 02/09/05 09:53 AM

Dear Jessica,

Thank you so much for writing your thoughts about Pete and how much he taught you. I think that you have a lot to share and teach to others including me. I have learned alot from what you have shared here today. We are lucky that you talked to Pete when you were feeling sad and down. You are here now, and you will carry on for Pete, you will carry on his legacy. Your smile and your voice in the choir, your song, your joy, your gifts, will bring smiles and comforting words to others. Thank you for remembering Pete. Please take care of yourself and love yourself as Pete would want you to do.

Anita Wallace - 02/09/05 11:35 AM

I've been listening to Bob Marley. I feel like going out there and starting a revolution. I want to wake people up to Life! Pete believed that. Life is about Believing in each other, about opening our hearts to the world. We can't let the lost and diverted lead us. We have to stand for justice and Peace and LOVE. Where is our humanity if we forget? God entreated us to love one another. God didn't say go out there and make money off your neighbor. God did not say go out there and seek your pleasure no matter what the cost. God wants us to wake up to a Life of caring. It is up to us. Bob Marley put it simply "none but ourselves can free our minds". Thank you Jessica for writing. Pete believed in Life and in doing what we can. Let's go out there and change the world. We CAN imagine a better way.

mom - 02/09/05 07:26 PM

you know this is my first time sharing. just about every time i come here i either feel nauseous with grief or just absolutely tired. i just MISS him so bad. it's like it your stomach knots up and you can't even think. you can't even wrap your mind around this, but the back of your eyes still aches and your chest still heaves.

but i've been getting inspiration. thank ALL of you who have shared and continue to share. and thank you, freya. michael. alli. todd. ang. grandparents. cousins. chalko. aurora. amie. thanks to every single person who reads this and all the rest. all of us who knew or met pete. i get my inspiration from pete and really, if you could ever get close to describe his significance--his existence--one thing that i'm certain we would all include is that he could not stand alone. not that he was weak. altogether different: he defined himself and created his life through his investments in others. his innate wisdom--this understanding that we all TRULY are one--was unheard of at age 16. i believe earlier on he didn't even really consciously recognize it. but the power of his compassion then revealed that his faith in the common human good was the robust constitution of his core.

pete was so uncommon in this way. i thank his family more than they can imagine. they succeeded in nurturing a mind, body and soul through youth so that when i met him, he was clearly on his path to who we knew him to be just an instant ago. when you're with him you felt at once entirely whole and also with the greatest aspirations and the confidence that you would achieve them. and during these last weeks i've been searching for that. reading everyone's notes and thinking of how pete would respond, i've realized that this nausea and this fatigue, both so intense and overwhelming, are not the only responses. just as pete derived all of his fulfillment from being with others, just as he shared with us for too little time himself, we will find that sharing our hearts and ears and beings will help.

i was thinking the last time i spoke to him was late november or december. we were talking about his school and my work and Amie and all the people who sustained his vibrant world. we talked about the elections. and it was striking how passionate he felt. he felt as passionate about what had happened as much of the country, but unlike all the spinsters and those wrapped up in the hype, pete was without their vocabulary. he hesitated on his words. unlike the spinsters, pete was wholly concerned by something else, by what he saw as the decline of the healthfulness of our society. he wasn't a political scientist or economist. his raw fiber was that of the philosopher. he studied chemistry too, evidence again that his mission was to understand the fundamental underpinnings of our human condition. we talked about the elections and i was standing outside my house. it was late, but we were both glad that our conversation lived out its full course. he mentioned that we should make a pact to talk to each other once a month. i'm sorry that i didn't take him up on it. i actually told him something about how i knew we were both busy and that we would talk at whatever frequency felt good. considering that he was reading so many books that were interesting to him and that he was spending lots of ripe moments with friends, family and Amie, and most of all that one singular connection with him could then and will now nourish me for an entire lifetime, i told him we'd talk when we'd talk. and then right before we said goodbye, i told him i loved him. plainly like that. the last time i'd seen him had been last may after we both graduated and i stopped in spokane on my way home. we talked and wrote to each other just a few times in between. but i guess i just felt like verbalizing something i had felt for a long time. i loved pete and i loved who he aspired to be. i loved the way he loved other people. i loved his approach to life. i love that he taught me a love for reggae music. i love him for teaching me that humility and wonder and compassion and love are more powerful than we can ever comprehend. i love him for being like Chalko, wagging tale, enthusiasm sparked in the eye, robust healthy body that exudes a whole warmth. i love him for never judging the person. i love him for never mistaking the person from the character--as accepting as he could be, he would condemn ignoble character traits and bad habits, but he never confused this with the person who had the habits, recognizing intuitively that we all operate similarly. i love him for wanting to excel at everything and doing so in most, but never with hubris or arrogance--not even a hint. i love him for the way he'd refer to a third person, whether talking about someone or introducing you to someone: with that deep, sincere voice with 'uh's' scattered throughout, he'd always say 'a friend of mine'. he do this, and he call everybody by their one-syllable moniker not long after meeting them even if Jacob had never been called Jake. he did this i believe because it too was part of his humble, loving character. by referring to people as friends and calling them by their informal/intimate names, even if it seemed premature, pete was just telling us that he would like to be our friend. he was telling us that the destination was not friendship--that was the beginning. he was recognizing that the potential he saw was infinite. he was telling us that his happiness and wellbeing were both deeply dependent on our happiness and wellbeing. he was telling us--in every single word, gesture, squinty-eyed laugh, shoulder shrug, tremendous hug and handshake--that this life, this brief moment, is meant for sharing and for laughing and for loving. so thank you, pete. thank you for being my favorite teacher and my best friend.

and, as much as i miss you right now, i'm going to try to get out there and live the rest of this moment as much like you did as i can.

Pete Dillon - 02/11/05 05:53 PM

Here's part of an email Pete sent me last October 23rd. I haven't seen or read much of what he recommends, though i'm going to.

"...So far this fall, I've spent my free time riding my bike, playing cards -the guys I live with are into poker, hanging out with friends at low key parties, and watching movies and having dinner with Amie.  Here are some movies I recommend:  "The Motorcycle Diaries" about Che Guevarra, "Saved", "Eternal Sunshine on a Spotless MInd", "Anchorman", I've heard "City of God" was good too.  I've started listening to internet radio; I'd highly recommend it... I'm listening to this reggae station called Creation Steppin that reminds me of that one night before the "Northwest invitational" when we drank jungle juice and listened to "Air Jamaica" in the car.  One book to recommend if you haven't read it yet:  "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance"; I think that you'd like it a lot.  Seeing Motorcycle Diaries and reading the Zen book reminded me of when we planned on riding motorcycle's into south America.

One day we will meet again and fulfill the destiny of the petemans by traveling to South America on motorcycles while avenging the disenfranchised people of the native land.  We must actualize the truth...Believe!!!!!!

-Peteman2 over...."

there he is, believing, actualizing the truth...

Pete Dillon - 02/11/05 07:00 PM

Thank you Pete.

Amy Temes (Eugene/Missoula) - 02/11/05 10:27 PM

a poem called: Ancient Flute, Richard Hall

"I was born before humans dreamed of walking this earth -
Born when my father, the wind caressed my mother,

    the tree

And I am the dawn of music -
The whistle of pines when the moon

    brightens the snow covered hills

The rustle of leaves when a summer

    breeze touches an aspen grove

The low moaning of late autumn winds

    through the ragged bark of an ancient oak.

And now, as spirits dream the human song of life,
I am the gift that speaks

    of their primal past,

      of their tie to all that is -

The gift of wood from my mother,

    The gift of breath from my father

    The singing of the human soul

      The healing of the human heart."

Anita Wallace - 02/13/05 11:04 AM

I was at Mass yesterday. (I've not been a church going person but I'm trying to find the places of solace that Pete found).
During the homily the priest spoke of an Existence known only to the Unborn. And I thought about our Interim in this Life. I know it is only an interlude. The fiber of LIFE is so expansive and so great that we cannot remember it or even imagine it once we are Here. Light in our eyes and Sound in our ears and the Embrace of those who hold us, take over our imaginings and lead us along a gentle path of New Knowing. While we are here, we are overwhelmed with the Togetherness and the Fragility of being Human and we come to understand loss and pain, only then can we finally feel the Sadness of God. Peter came to know that Sadness, and he also came to understand God's true Love. He Learned what most of us need a lifetime to learn. He found both the Grace and the Love of God. I have no definitions for this Grace and Love. I can only strive to understand it. The Life energy in the Cosmos is vast!
I think Philosophy appealed to Pete because it sorted through the clutter of daily Life to a deeper meaning. We won't all seek as Pete did. We get caught up in Life. But, if we can remember to truly be Awake to Life, to truly Care about each other, then we will have learned from him a valuable lesson. Pete was (AND IS!) a reminder of GOD; a reminder of the Spiritual, a reminder of Goodness. Be Kind, reach out. We are only Here as a Gift from God.
It would be GREAT if we can all share the ways Peter has motivated us to go out there and reach out. Several of you have told me about how you have, in remembering Pete, been kinder, more patient and even, socially proactive. Let's go out there and make a difference. Pete would be proud of You!

I always felt Pete was 'on loan' to me. He was such a Precious human that I feared he would be taken away. Perhaps all mothers feel that about all their children. Pete was my youngest, the 'baby' so to speak. No one should ever have to lose what I have, what WE have. It certainly has shaken my confidence in Life. The challenge upon us is to go forward. To live Life with more meaning. To say to God, "we are here to better understand and to care".

mom - 02/13/05 06:13 PM

I know I am still learning from Pete: I feel so much that I am... I want to say 'lucky' or 'blessed', but really I just so very happy that Pete was in my life for a wonderful & beautiful, precious 23 years (give or take a few months: what is time, anyway, but what we make of each day?).., is my brother forever, and is my friend forever.

I am not afraid to keep sharing my thoughts, ideas & voice with Pete: I figure in the vast universe I don't understand, he'll probably get my message if I just am not afraid to say it out loud. I also have been talking to some of the wonderful friends of Pete: thank you for talking with me, too. You are all such wonderful people!

I've been taking one day at a time, I suppose you all have been, too. Sometimes, I just have to take each minute at a time, to avoid being overwhelmed ... by sadness, but also by admiration, love, and affection for Pete. Man, you're one of the best, and you know what: I see you in your friends and family. Just like you told me, Pete: we really are in each other. Wow, it's so amazingly true.

I went rock climbing at an indoor gym yesterday with my husband & two friends. I felt like Pete was proud of me for getting back out there, after not rock climbing for over 10 years. It felt good. Then my husband & kids & I went to a lasagna party at a few of our friends' home, and talked late into the night about life, family, friends, and the past. Most everyone wanted to share stories, those who knew Pete, and those who didn't. I guess in many ways we are made up of the time we've spent, the things we've done, what we've learned, and what we are doing now with all of the experiences we have. Does that seem overly obvious?

Well, I & Aurora went out & splashed in some puddles today in the rain, even though they were rather icy puddles, and it was really nice. I felt like Pete was there with us, grinning & walking in the rain with us.b

~Alli - 02/13/05 06:49 PM

I woke up this morning & felt like Pete was wishing me a good morning & a good start to the week: I opened the shades and newly fallen snow had dusted all of the trees with an inch of snow so every branch was a beautiful painting of white snow on black branches: Fresh & quiet, and happy. It seems there is nothing like a few inches of new snow to quiet down an entire city's noises and make the whole world reflect on the beauty of nature and the form & function of our whole world. Isn't it amazing how everything works together in nature, and it sustains itself and us, from small molecules and elements through to huge seas, clouds, mountains and the earth's core? There must be meaning in all of this beauty.

Bob Marley
» Three Little Birds

"Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:")

Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou:"

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, worry about a thing, oh!
Every little thing gonna be all right. Don't worry!"
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing" - I won't worry!
"'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right" - I won't worry!
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, oh no!
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!

Pete's sis, Alli - 07/29/49 11:08 AM

I woke up to the same snow. As I rode the bus to work I swear there was a pinkish quality to the whole sky, not just to the East. And then as I walked through the snow I smiled at the way it squeeked and crunched, just like one of the sounds I'm sure Pete relished snowshoing. I've been listening to the radio this morning. For an hour they just talked about 20th century theologian Reinhold Niebuhr. Through mpr.org you can link to the speaking of faith website, where it says he was "an influential, boundary-crossing voice in American public life... Niebuhr created the term "Christian realism:" a middle path between religious idealism and arrogance." In the show they talked about how he operated with humility but with great clarity inspired so many, including Martin Luther King, Jr. with his thoughts on invoking Christian principles in every day life. He wroate a book called "Moral man and Immoral Society," which apparently illustrates the compromise each individual has to make as she or he attempts to enact themselves according to their ideals, knowing that we really only have a choice between 'evil' and 'more evil', not 'good' and 'evil'. Apparently he also wrote the serenity prayer or helped influence it:

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference. Living one day at a time; Enjoying one moment at a time; Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it; Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will; That I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with Him Forever in the next. Amen. --Reinhold Niebuhr

I wonder if Pete read any of his stuff. I wouldn't be surprised if he had; i think he really would have resonated with it. On the other hand, i really wouldn't be surprised if he hadn't; he was busy the rest of the time in action, with the courage to change the things he could. With love for you all, Pete D.

Pete Dillon - 07/29/93 11:08 AM

Yesterday I was at Kirkwood ski resort in the Lake Tahoe area. I rode the chair life alone, and I snuck off to the backside of the mountain. I found this hidden area in the trees that looks off at Big Bear Mountain, I took off my skis, and prayed and meditated and sent my energy to Pete, knowing that he would receive it and that he would be fueled from it. Pete wanted to come to Tahoe and to Kirkwood, and yesterday he did. He came with me also to Spain a couple weeks ago, and tomorrow back up to Alpine Meadows in Tahoe again. And I remember the time that you took me out to the bridge in Spokane. We could climb underneath the railroad tracks and end up on the huge cement pillars in the middle of the river. And it really felt like we were standing on water. And it really felt like we were figuring out things in our minds. Oh and how our minds did race. I tried fish oils like you suggested, but I kind of like experiencing and feeling things the way no one else could. I still have the poster you made for me. It sits in my window sill so the sun lights up the colors and pictures. The words are fading though, but I don't really mind because I know what they say. I've read them a thousand times Pete. I heard you rode that avalanche for a quarter mile. I am proud of you Pete. You tried your best at every damn thing you did...

Mar - 07/29/35 11:08 AM

a song for today

Rainbow Quilt words and music, Patty Kakac, 1988,

"As we stand and pledge our allegiance
To a flag that is red, white and blue
Let us pledge our love to it’s people
All it’s people like me and you
We are black and white and yellow
We are colors of brown and red
Like a quilt of many pieces
Held together by a common thread
Many colors, many pieces
Woven in harmony
On this Rainbow Quilt of Freedom
In a land of liberty
We are Jewish, German and Arab
We are French and Scandinavian
We are English, Asian and Hispanic
We are Native American
We are farmers, builders and teachers
We are people who work for peace
We are old and young and disabled
We are praying for all wars to cease
If you’re looking for the end of that rainbow
To find yourself a pot of gold
Just remember the only real treasure
Is your neighbor with a hand to hold
These hands of many colors
All reaching out to you with love
They will show you the real true beauty
Of that rainbow in the sky above."

Anita Wallace - 07/29/64 11:08 AM

"I awoke this morning with devout thanksgiving for my friends, the old and the new." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

~Alli - 07/29/64 11:08 AM

I remember when Pete was very little, he liked the animal farm book the best, and also liked Rosemary Wells books (with the mischievious "max" and his big sister "ruby")... I think from age 1 to 4 or so Pete's favorite books were directly proportional to how many sound effects he could get the adults reading the books to do, per book. *grin* He would giggle & giggle & laugh at those books.. I think he was born with his wonderful laugh & big smile.

I think the only thing Pete might have liked better then smiling, was making other people smile with him. *appreciative smile* Pete could certainly always turn my bad moods or sad moods around, and even if I was already in a good mood he could make me laugh more.

I remember another time, Pete was about 6, and Todd was visiting us.. and the three of us were all having breakfast (or, maybe cereal just for a quick snack, smile).. and Pete pulled a joke card out of the cereal box, the kind that are in a folder & you slide the card up and down, and through a cut-out hole you can see the question, and you flip it over & you can see the answer. Well, Pete asked us a joke, and then with a complete strait face read the wrong answer.. then he did it again, and again, completely intentionally: and it must've been his timing, because Todd & I and Pete couldn't stop laughing for like, 15 minutes literally. "What time is it when the clock strikes 13?" and then he would flip it over and say "bannana!" And then while we were baffled he would say something like "What does it mean if your dog talks?" .. "time to get a new clock!" heh heh ; it may seem dumb now, but we couldn't stop laughing, and as soon as we could catch our breath Pete would mix & match another awful joke to make a new derangement and we would be laughing uncontrollablly. heh heh...

Oh, heh heh. .which reminds me of when Pete turned 4 : he woke up in the grumpiest mood ever. It was his 4th birthday, and we were all cheerful, and asked him over breakfast "what do you want for your birthday?" and he pouted and said "Garbage!" Well, at first we were baffled by his totally bad mood & huge pout. What had got him so upset? Well, being the big sister that I am, I kept trying to cheer him up all day: and he persisted in a bad mood, and if I asked him anything about his birthday he would call it "garbage!" .. heh heh , so I took mom aside and told her I was going to wrap Pete's gifts all in tinfoil instead of any wrapping paper, and stick them all in a big metal garbage can we used for garden tools, and someone should then come in with his toy hard hat on after dinner when Pete was expected cake & instead "deliver garbage" (as requested by the birthday boy)... well, sure enough we cleared off the table, and Pete was still grumpy and mom walked in with a hard hat on & a big garbage can and with dumped messy looking tin foil the only visible thing : and Pete got the biggest grin on his face and yelled "Garbage!" and started laughing and laughing and laughing. Hee hee.. I think after that he realized you can turn any bad day around if you try hard enough... cause he sure was an expert at cheering me up: and many others too, from the stories I've heard.

You're awesome Pete, and I hope you're feeling all the love wherever you are: when I think of you I see you smiling, and it's sunny...like the sun that is filtered through tree leaves; and there's jammin' Reggae music playing, and you're hanging out with some great souls. I love you lots Pete!

Keep inspiring us! When I am feeling down, I may need you to shine some of that sunshine down on me, ok?

~Sis Alli - 02/17/05 08:01 AM

You're right, Alli. He just loved to laugh with all of us. It seems appropriate: we as human beings all share laughter as one of the purest, most joyful, most loving types of exchange. To me, Pete seemed to believe that intuitively.

I remember there was a point during the spring of our junior year when Pete declared that all of us guys who were running distance on the track had to bring at least one joke to practice every day. And so we began to bring either one-liner knock-knock jokes or longer ones that we'd found on the internet. Most of us weren't very diligent, but i remember Pete held true: at least one joke every day. The ones he brought were invariably at worst PG-13, like 'What a fish say when he runs into a brick wall?... Dam.' or 'What's a fish smoke?... seaweed.' or there was one about a rope going into a bar multiple times and not being served because they didn't serve ropes at that bar. on the third time, the rope comes in with mussed up hair and a little loop in its waist and the bartender goes: 'didn't you hear me? we don't serve ropes here.' and the rope says: 'nope. i'm a frayed knot.' ha!

another i loved and only pete could tell it right was about a cheese delivery guy doing his rounds through the neighborhood. he delivers big blocks of gouda out of the back. while he's inside a store delivering some cheese an unscrupulous hoodlum sneaks into the back. just as the kid's coming out, arms full of cheese, the delivery guys comes out, points a finger and says, 'hey! that's notcho' cheese!

another was: two polar bears in blissful love with each other go fishing out on the edge of the ice, when all of a sudden the ice cracks and the two are left on opposite sides. in one extended moment of grief and heartache the first cries, 'I LOVE YOU!' and the other responds, 'CHOCOLATE MILK!'... there have been times this last month when i have felt Pete grieving with us, lending his ear, wanting to hug us warmly, wanting to make us laugh through our spicy, unjust tears. maybe he'd tell one of these jokes. punctuated with a round of laughter, his standing out so brilliantly, too wonderful to begin describing.

Pete D. - 02/17/05 04:10 PM

Yeah, Pete continued the tradition by sending me jokes when I was in Spain. Some that I remember were: What does one ocean say to the other? Nothing it just waves. Or, What does Snoop Dog wash his clothes in? BLEAAACH! I loved that he liked to make people chuckle. He did so many funny things that I won't ever forget.

One time we went up Spencer's Butte to watch the sunset. After being up there for a while we realized that they would be locking up the parking lot gate soon. He said that if we went off trail we could get back faster. The sun had set and we ended up getting totally disoriented. What should have been a half-hour decent ended taking us a few hours. So when we got back to the car the gate was locked. He had faith in everyone and everything including his Subaru. He ended up off roading around the gate and rescuing us both from the treacherous wilds of Spencer's Butte.

Thanks for rescuing me now and again. See you sometime, Mare

Marian - 02/18/05 03:10 PM

It's been great reading all your guys' comments! Pete D., Pete told those same jokes you talked about junior year just last summer. :) And Marian, he still rallied his Subaru like it could conquer all obstacles. :) It was so neat to see how he was content in just sitting down and really giving all his effort and energy to thinking of jokes to tell. I loved how what at first would seem like a trivial or passing comment could turn into a long discussion and new way of seeing things.

For example, he would compliment me on what I was doing, and then ask me really introspective questions to help further my pursuits. I remember him e-mailing me about my program here, and saying "Do you get stressed in school and everything else? I have a hard time with stress sometimes. I guess the more awake someone is the more likely they are to feel stress. Do you ever feel like you lose touch with yourself by working too much? I feel like that sometimes. Also, I keep on thinking about how more responsibility comes along with getting older. Sometimes it feels confining. How do you handle the feeling of getting older and committed to work?"

Just a tidbit like that really made me think deeper about things. Pete would speak about how people often only get to a certain point in their thinking before getting stuck, and how you shouldn't be afraid or resistant to examine yourself.

Pete's Mom, I can really hear Pete in you. I knew before that you were a very strong woman, and I am blessed to learn from you as well.

Karina - 02/18/05 10:23 PM

more on the subaru- although i do have to say that i'm still learning Pete's style of driving (he said from getting 3 speeding tickets) where he really did stick to the speed limit. he said something about how speeding is not worth the energy and to instead enjoy your surroundings. and then there were those random stickers stuck all over the car. :)

Karina - 02/18/05 11:01 PM

Thanks guys for making me chuckle. I do hear Pete in all your comments!

freya/mom - 02/19/05 03:06 PM

I didn't know pete as well as most, but I knew him enough to know that he was the most kind hearted individual I had ever met. He was always happy and always down to talk to you about anything. I always remember seeing him in the library and whispering to him "Hey what's up peter!" and he would respond in a non-whispering voice "Hey what's up Isaac!" we would of course always be on the 3rd floor of foley library where there is to be noise at all, so his loud response made the whole situation exetremely comical, he never cared, it was great. I feel blessed to have known pete and been able to consider him a friend. Whether I saw him in the gym, on campus, or at a friends house we always talked about something. Pete was truly one of the most straight-forward and honest individuals I ever knew. He will always be in my thoughts and prayers.

Isaac - 02/20/05 06:25 PM

I never met Pete; I have only learned about him through the article in the Bend Bulletin today (February 21, 2005). The interesting thing (if you can say this is "interesting") is that my 22-year old son, John Glorioso, was the first recorded avalanche death in Oregon on February 22, 1993, at the entrance to Todd Lake off Century Drive in Bend. My son had grown up in Bend and was totally in love and involved with winter sports - a fantastic skier, well known to all the winter sports enthusiasts in the area. It really touched home with me today to read about Pete and his impact on the community and in the world. I will be at the cemetery tomorrow to remember my John and what he might have contributed to the world had he lived longer. I will also say a prayer for Pete, who had so much in common. I know they rest in a better place than this world, but it only helps to ease the pain a little. God bless both our boys. And peace and comfort be to all of us who had the privilege to spend a little time with both of them.

La Juana West - 02/21/05 07:12 PM

"Passion is not an event, but an energy; and it's an energy that exists in all of us, all the time. The question is not whether we have it, but whether we access it and how we channel it."

-Derrick Bell (Ethical Ambition: Living a Life of Meaning and Worth)

~Alli - 02/22/05 08:54 AM

I am a 1997 graduate of South Eugene High School, and I want to send my deepest condolences to all of you who knew Pete. I did not have the pleasure of knowing him, but my heart grieves for you all just the same. I visited the website, and it is obvious that Pete was a stellar person in every way. What a tragic loss. My husband and I want you to know that he will be in our prayers, along with his family and friends. Much peace and love to you in this difficult time...

Jamie Watts Congedo - 02/23/05 06:59 AM

Hello everyone, I want to share a few words from Pete about Philosophy & how he believed philosophy could change the world, and how it was a good thing to spend time engaging in philosophy, because how we think is core to how we act: and how we act and how society acts affects everyone, and our progress in the world. So , if you're having a bad day or a good day, don't hesitate to take some time to yourself and think it over, and then find someone to talk to about it. I think that is what Pete might've done. I miss him. I hope reading some of his thoughts, via this paper that was on his computer desktop, helps us all reflect on our value to each other, and that it is okay to take time to think about the philosophy of life, and take time to share our thoughts with someone. Anyone: I remember fondly how Pete could start a dialogue with total strangers about anything in the moment. Well, here are his words in this particular document:

Peter Tripp
4/29/04
Seminar Presentation: Philosophy as a Practical Discipline

In his last chapter on “The Value of Philosophy” Bertrand Russell said, “ This view of philosophy appears to result, partly from a wrong conception of the ends of life, partly from a wrong conception of the kind of goods which philosophy strives to achieve” (111).

He also said, “If the study of philosophy has an value at all for others than students of philsophy, it must be only indirectly, through its effects upon the lives of those who study it. It is in these effects, therefore, if anywhere, that the value of philosophy must be primarily sought” (111).

“. . . and even in the existing world the goods of the mind are at least as important as the goods of the body. It is exclusively among the goods of the mind that the value of philosophy is to be found. . .” (112).

In these claims, Russell is reassessing the meanings attributed to the terms “practical” and “useful”. Many people assign usefulness to that which satisfies material needs, however, upon consideration most people would defend their dignity as civilized people and the meaningfulness of their lives, according to aspects of themselves that are beyond the material realm. There seems to be great value in human existence that can only be described according to thought, feeling, and abstract speculation. Through operation in the realm of abstraction, new dimensions and capabilities of being are accessible.

By participation in philosophical inquiry, we create an awareness and appreciation of diverse aspects of our existence such as ethics, aesthetics, epistemology, metaphysics, theology, society. . . that in their development allow for greater human freedom. Indeed, all intellectual disciplines were conceived in theory; since philosophy is the art of theory per se, it is essential in any rational discourse.

Philosophy is not only present within the sphere of academia, but is central to all human activities, if not explicitly, then implicitly, because it defines self reflection, constructive dialogue, and exploration in general. Philosophy offers itself as guidance intrinsically in its definition of method. The themes of this theoretical art are contained in all of humanity’s progress; as there is nothing more “useful” than progress itself, I must deem philosophy a practical discipline.

Alli - Some Words from Pete - 02/23/05 09:14 AM

I was in Pete's graduating class from South Eugene. I don't remember being acquainted with him but I can see from all of the outpouring of grief and remembrance that he would have been an exceptional friend to have. I can see that the world has truly lost a compassionate warrior.

I am familiar with the loss of important loved ones, and I know that at this time even the smallest gestures can be so meaningful. It really inspires me to know that Pete had friends and family like all of you who cared so deeply for him. Please take care of yourselves and each other.

Emily W. Burke - 02/23/05 11:26 AM

- 02/23/05 01:14 PM

I only knew Pete our last two years of high school through cross country, but even so, I understood that he was an incredibly gentle, kind and encouraging person. He always cheered every runner on, from the top runner to the last stragglers. Our senior year we were at Seaside, and after a day of racing we all went to the dance they put on. Pete immediately asked the girls if anyone cared to dance, and then he proceded to dance with any girl willing. I danced with Pete and he was so sweet.

Sojin Oh - 02/23/05 03:10 PM

I have been reading all about Pete Tripp. I did not know him. I met his mother in a hiking group. Such a wonderful tribute you all have created. I cannot imagine the pain you have gone through, but know that others care and will not forget. Yes, we can all make a difference. kaye

Kaye Ashe - 02/23/05 06:51 PM

First snow

    First snow

falling

on the half-finished bridge.

Translated by Robert Hass

Matsuo Basho

Anita Wallace - 02/24/05 08:01 AM

First Snow, Jared Carter

To clear the walk before the children start
for school, you rise and dress, and take the broom
beside the door, and go out into darkness
where the snow you sweep from side to side

is followed by the snow that falls behind
your progress down the squares. A dream returns
you half remember having when you woke,
and when you pause to look back toward the porch

it seems you've been nowhere—the walk you swept
is whiteness now, and as before. To take
a step from where you stand would be to risk
acknowledging you've come this far by losing

track of things. Then someone flicks the porch light
off and on, to say you're needed there.
You go, leaving a line of prints behind,
and even these are filled by daylight, when

the kids have vanished down the walk to catch
the bus, and everything is bright and still.
So for a second time you take the broom
and go to sweep the snow away. And find,

as though recalling now the other half
of what you dreamed, the pattern of your steps
impressed upon the walk and turned to ice—
the children's, too, going the other way—

revealed beneath the snow that flies before
your broom, until you reach the end, and stop
to see the footprints clear this time. The dream
comes back entire: a line of stones across

a stream in summer, when you know not where
to step, and yet in choosing merge with what
is swirling all around you. And, still searching,
waken to silence, and a first snow falling.

© 1984 Jared Carter. All rights reserved.
From Pincushion's Strawberry | 1984

Anita Wallace - 02/24/05 08:02 AM

I grew up with Peter as one of the Dogwood gang, always playing outside when we we could. Though I was a few years older than Pete, Brendan Roseta, and Kyle Gibson, they were always the ones I played with. Maybe it was because we really knew how to have fun. Summer days were occupied riding bikes up and down the street, playing kick-the-can, running in the woods playing "guns" against the older boys and girls, or taking in a water ballon fight. Pete was always delighted to take part. If there was a challenge, or it involved the outdoors, Pete was there. He had a quiet sensibility to him that as kids you don't ever think about, but reading through all these testiments, I can see how Pete the boy was already headed on an irrefutable path to Pete the man; both showed the same care and enthusiasm for people and life. I still remember some summer afternoons over at Pete's house, the two of us intoxicated with his tree swing on the side of his house. He always wanted to go higher. I think that philosophy applied to his overal life.

When I was in middle school and high school I lost track of Pete for the mostpart. But once in a while I'd see him walk by my house, or I'd walk by his, and we'd stop to chat for a while; a small attempt to catch up on the meaningful events of our each others lives. Pete always wanted to know how I was doing, and where I was going. He'd ask for advice... boy did he ask questions. Occasionally I'd give him a lift to school, and he'd ask about classes and teachers and what was challenging. It was as if he were preparing himself to go that extra mile before he even got to the race.

On my parents' refrigerator there used to be a picture of Pete, Brendan Roseta, Christopher Anderson, and myself sitting on the curbside along the Roseta's front yard. Pete must have been seven or eight years old at the time. We all had bright red faces, either from the amount of time we spent in the sun or from running around. Something that always struck me about the photo was that Pete was barefoot - for the longest time Pete didn't want to wear shoes in the summer! At first I thought we was crazy, but after a time I began the Pete-Tripp-shoeless-program because he almost always knew what he was doing! Looking back, I think that he saw or felt things at a young age that the rest of the gang did not. I like to think that he wanted to leave his OWN footstep, tread his own path that wasn't buttressed or diluted. That's who Peter was. He was pure. And he will be missed.

Ryan Lane - 02/24/05 08:50 AM

Ryan! Good to hear from you - I remember the gang on Dogwood: you were all great guys, even together in groups of 5 or more you still managed to play well & not destroy the neighborhood. *grin* I saw Brandon & Reid & Reid’s big brother all at the service for Pete, but I haven't seen Kyle or the others .. Spencer, Andre... : I hope to see all of you guys at the charity concert I'm planning for Pete & Brian in April in Spokane, WA. I'll post the dates here as soon as I get them.

I miss Pete so much! I loved hearing your stories of the good ol' times back on Dogwood. I noticed how when Pete visited me in August '04 he was not wearing socks most of the time w/ his shoes and I recall thinkin' "Pete, Pete.. I guess you would be barefoot if you could, eh... " *smile* I love how he stuck to his ideals his whole life. I'm trying to live up to them myself, in the little ways that I can, as I can image Pete's soul watching over us & smiling when we take a tromp through the forest and be sure to step around the ferns, like he would have.

Remember those great obstacle courses you guys set up, too? The swing was often involved in those: I had forgotten about that great rope swing. We should all go out & make one of those for our kids, eh? Just a nice solid, smoothed out board with a sturdy rope knotted through the hole in the wood & tied underneath. Pure, childhood fun. If every single person in the world held onto those ideals they had as children, the world would definitely be a better place. I guess we can just do our part & try to teach others how to enjoy walking barefoot in the summer, too.

~Alli - 02/24/05 12:21 PM

unfortunately i didnt know pete that well, yet i still have vivid and fond memories of the warmth he radiated. when i think of walking down the halls at south i remember seeing pete and always being met with a smile. im glad to know that he carried that with him always and shared his glow with so many others. although we may have only known each other in passing pete left a permanent imprint that will always be treasured

megan nelson - 07/29/05 11:09 AM

Pete Tripp was a wonderful person. I will never forget him. He had an amazing control over his body and his mind. Being far away from others who knew Pete it was hard to cope with his death, this website has been comforting, it has reminded me of some of the small parts of his character that make him unique. Pete was an unassuming person whom truly had an open mind, he was modest yet extremely talented both physically and academicaly. He strived for excellence in everything that he did, in this way he taugt me very much. I will continue to use him as an example in my life. His accomplishments are great and I know he was destined for even greater things. Pete was like a knife that cut through all of the excess garbage in life and tapped into the sweet pure core of it. He was a genuine person. My condolences go out to his family and friends. In loving memory of Peter Tripp, rest in peace.

Ahren Zimmerer-Mazza - 07/29/16 11:09 AM

I was cleaning my room and found a forgotten book (Thich Nhat Hanh's "Living Buddha, Living Christ") this morning that I had put aside for Pete this summer, and thus hadn't yet given it to him.

Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if he had already read it. It's a book that examines the parallels of the teachings of the Buddha and of Jesus, especially in how we should strive to embrace such principles in our lives regardless of our habit of getting tangled in religious boundaries.

There was one such passage in particular that I wanted Pete to read because it spoke of a truth that he had claimed and lived; it is always so exciting and refreshing to read something you've discovered in the words of someone else... just knowing that you're not alone in such revelations.

In re-reading the passage this morning, I wanted to come and share the words with those whom Pete cherished so deeply...

"We see that it is the lack of understanding that creates suffering. Understanding is the power that can liberate us. It is the key that can unlock the door to the prison of suffering. If we do not practice understanding, we do not avail ourselves of the most powerful instrument that can free us and other living beings from suffering. True love is possible only with real understanding.

When Gandhi said that love is the force that can liberate, he meant we have to love our enemy. Even if our enemy is cruel, even if he is crushing us, sowing terror and injustice, we have to love him. This is the message of Jesus. But how can we love our enemy? There is only one way - to understand him. We have to understand why he is that way, how he has come to be like that, why he does not see things the way we do. Understanding a person brings us the power to love and accept him. And the moment we love and accept him, he ceases to be our enemy. To 'love our enemy' is impossible, because the moment we love him, he is no longer our enemy.

To love him, we must practice deep looking in order to understand him. If we do, we accept him, we love him, and we also accept and love ourselves. As Buddhists or Christians, we cannot question that understanding is the most important component for transformation. If we talk to each other, if we organize a dialogue, it is because we believe there is a possibility that we can understand the other person better. When we understand another person, we understand ourselves better. And when we understand ourselves better, we understand the other person better, too."

love to you all...

Kelly Lynch - 07/29/10 11:09 AM

I often bumped into Pete and his good friend Pete in the halls at South Eugene High School. I would always say "Hi Pete and Pete". Pete Tripp always gave a huge smile back, and what a great smile it was! I never got to know Pete very well but there was always something about him that I knew he was a really good person and I respected him a lot. As high school faded away into the past many faces and names were lost, but I never forgot his. My heart dropped into my stomach when I heard the news. I don't think any of us can understand why this had to happen to such a good person. But the letter that Pete wrote to his friend Pete about God really spoke to me and gave me comfort. In the letter he says that you just have to know that in the end everything is going to be okay. When things are tuff I tell myself "remember what Pete said!" I know that Pete is up in heaven smiling that wonderful smile at all of us.

Chelsea - 02/28/05 12:24 PM

Pete was an amazing person. I became friends with pete in middle school and enjoyed every minute of his presence. I was lucky enough to spend sometime skiing with pete in Sun River when we were younger. He was a great skier but more importantly a great individual. In looking back on the time I spent with pete I can recall his infectious laugh, and his bright smile. I only wish I could have spent more time with pete because he is one of a kind. I feel blessed to have known such a wonderful person. My thoughts and prayers go out to pete and his family.

Michael Skillern - 02/28/05 02:21 PM

Dear Pete,

No matter how much time I spent with you, I would have wanted more...

No matter how much I doted on you, little brother, I would have liked to do more for you...

No matter how many people you knew and shared your wonderful self with, I would have wanted you to know more, as you had so many wonderful ideas & you shared them magnificently...

No matter how much time you spent with your nieces, I would have wanted you & them to have more...

No matter how much you shared ideas with me & I shared ideas with you, I would have wanted to show you another new concept, and hear your newest theories, they have taught me so much...

No matter how much I told you I love you (even though I did every time we talked), I would have wanted to tell you another time...

No matter how many times I told you not to worry and to relax, I hope you didn't mind my insistence that you did too much, and I hope you truly knew in your heart that your efforts & realizations were good, and actualized.

No matter how much you looked up to me (and I don't know why you did, but I know you did) I hope you know I looked up to you, too. You taught me purity of heart, loyalty to truth, and realism of ideals... even if it does take a lot of hard work, sometimes.

Thank you, Pete.

-----------------

Now that I can not give you another big bear hug, and I can not toss you a grin and see you grin back: I want to feel how you there, by teaching my daughters and myself some of the wonder in life you taught me... and I want to live a good life, like you did: and teach my kids and the others who are in my life how much we really can do, if we don't hesitate to volunteer (like you did!) no matter how heavy the load, how dirty the job (like you did!) and that we can actually smile all the while (like you did! And I know you worked at that, because it is our attitude, not our position that determines our life: you taught me that, and Victor Frankle's book you recommended "Man's search for meaning" has reiterated it to me). It is us who controls our attitude towards life, and our acceptance of new opportunities. Why close the door on it? You would not have.

And hey, we can even enjoy the hard work, and even being sad: because like you wrote in your journal how sometimes being sad helps to appreciate how wonderful everyday and every little thing can be.

Like a fern opening its fronds in the spring, like the sun glinting off fresh new snow, like the reward of digging a big hole and planting a tree, then looking up into its branches as it grows older and much taller then us... Like smiling at someone you know, just because you see them (even if you don't feel so great yourself, you would smile: and you meant it. thank you)... Every little thing is beautiful. You taught so many of us that. You taught me that.

Thank you, Pete.

~Alli - 02/28/05 03:34 PM

It is so difficult. The pictures and the memories and the stories are all wonderful. They help to preserve Pete and who he was and what he meant for all of us. But being a curious, enthusiastic student in this life was at his core--whether it was in class, or internally derived epiphanies, or those things he loved learning so much through interaction. And a part of what he meant for us all was that he was a companion in whatever way who listened fully and shared sincerely. He was a friend I anticipated growing and learning and laughing with for so much longer. And that's why it is unbearably difficult to be limited to pictures and stories from the past.

I've been trying feel his presence in the present in different ways. It feels really good to read what he really enjoyed reading. I haven't ever read much philosophy. You know sometimes when the moment's particularly clear I can smile at the people around me--strangers and friends--and catch some of Pete in their smiles.

But you really just want to hear his voice and his laugh and to give him a bear hug. I like to read what he wrote. I like to read the email that appeared on the back of the Gonzaga newspaper tribute to Pete and Brian that Pete wrote. Chelsea, as I understand it he wrote the email to a classmate or friend at Gonzaga after a discussion in one of his classes last fall. I think he was asked after class how he felt about it, but Pete said he'd rather write it down because he could express himself a bit more clearly. I've included it below.

Peace and love to you all.

Date: Sun, 17 Oct 2004 21:39:13 +0000

From: pete tripp

Subject: God

The connection is that, if God's love is what is real, then we don't need to hide inside our own mind to embrace God, rather we should do just the opposite, we should embrace life and live as fully as we can, outside of ourselves and in each other- in God. We should travel along the ups and downs of life, disclose ourselves sincerely in our relationships, and encounter everything along our path with authentic interest. This helps us include everyone in our faith tradition because it professes God in all things, that is, God permeates all reality and thus is not confined to any particular religious doctrine professed by men.

Somehow, I had an epiphany about God's all-inclusive sentimentality and real presence in us, and the nature of the subtle attitude of Christ that allows us to participate in the living God. I felt like everything is going to be okay if I just let it. Sometimes the meaning of life is revealed like clouds opening up to a clear night when you can see the stars, and then it's covered back up again as the clouds blow over. I guess we just have to believe that the stars are still there and that they are always beautiful.

By living with open hearts and open minds, we can naturally receive what's real in the living world, and as professed by Christ, that includes that reality is in love with us, God is in love with us, we're never alone, life is inherently meaningful, optimism is worthwhile and everything is going to be alright. All that we have to do to actualize these ideals is to be awake. We only have to be open so that we may be aware of the truth. I think that openness is mostly about being receptive to the emotional experiences of each other, considerate of our movements inside ourselves and in the world, and willing to share in the development of a beautiful community.

love and respect,

Pete Tripp

Pete Dillon - 03/01/05 07:08 AM

Hi my name is John Batise Boyd III. I graduated from South Eugene in 98. I never knew Pete personally though I'm sure I had seen him in the halls at sometime or another. He sounds like one of those guys with a smile on his face for everyone and lots of friends walking with him down the hall. There were lots of nice people around that school and I'm glad his happiness filled those halls and everyone he met. I'm deeply sorry for your loss. Lots of Prayers to friends and family!!

John Boyd - 03/02/05 03:49 PM

I was a classmate of Pete's from 1st grade until high school graduation. He was also my best friend for much of middle school and the beginning of high school.

I'm sure I'll be posting on hear multiple times because as I read through what has already been written, memories of the great times Pete and I spent together are flooding back into my mind.

So I'll start at the beginning for now. Although we initially met in first grade, my first memory of Pete has to be his third grade school picture. You had the rest of the class, dressed up and groomed by their parents in preparation for school picture day, and then you had Pete. At the age of 8 his hair was died red with Kool-Aid and spiked out to the front. He wore a huge black Metallica t-shirt or something along those lines, baggy jean shorts that came down past his knees, and Vision Street skateboarding shoes. This may sound pretty 80's, which it is, but at the time it was all the rage, although generally for people about 10 years older than Pete was at the time.

Pete was always like that, always one- no, more like three steps ahead of everyone else. I always viewed him as the Renaissance man of our class and I think that's the main reason our friendship blossomed into the wonderful thing it became.

I remember one night in the 3rd grade, when Pete and I first became good friends. It started snowing, school had already been cancelled for the next day, and we were making plans for a slumber party. My neighborhhod was ok, but we all knew Dogwood Dr. was the place to be because Pete, Kyle and Brendan all lived within about a block of each other. My beloved mother, who was (is) also quite a worrier, was scared to drive me over to Pete's house in the snow. So the plan was ruined and I was devasted that I would miss out on all that fun. But then the phone rang again a little later and it was Pete calling back, offering to come over to my house instead. I was delighted, but more importantly, this was an 8-year old kid giving up a rare snowy evening with the kids in his neighborhood, to come over and hang out with me instead. That's a pretty mature thing to do at that age, and Pete did it effortlessly.

I could always count on Pete whenever I got bored, as he was always willing to go do something, and he always had amazing ideas. Time spent with Pete was action-packed and never involved much sitting down or any television, and rarely a roof unless you consider the sky such. That night and the day that followed were the best snowdays I had as a child, and I think the company I kept was why.

I mean who better to have around when you're trying to think of how to have fun in the snow than Pete? No one that I know. And thank you Freya for driving Pete over that night. Another thing I always envied about Pete was how relaxed his parents were about giving him freedom and independence.

During the summers when Pete and I went skateboarding all day, everyday until it was too dark to see, I would always have to call home and check in every few hours, whereas Pete would call if he wondered what was for dinner and when it would be ready.

I'll write again later in more detail about those summers and about our trip to Hawaii, both of which I'll never forget. So many memories keep surfacing, it's crazy, I could go on and on.

But for now I'll sign off, sad because of the loss, but happy that I got to spend so much time with someone so unique and so genuine. Thanks for all the great times Pete. Mike, thanks for all the times you took us wakeboarding. Freya, thanks for all the wonderful meals, countless rides just about anywhere in Eugene or beyond and basically catering to almost anything we fancied doing. And thanks to the whole Tripp family for setting the example which ultimately led to my parents loosening their grip a little. I can surely say that my relationship with my parents is better today because I knew Pete. Whenever they would say no, I would say "But Pete's parents are letting him go!", and they would usually fold because that's how much they trusted and respected Mike and Freya. I'll miss you Pete.

Jason Mann - 03/02/05 06:13 PM

Hi Tripp family! Jason just emailed me about this site and I am so delighted to add my sincere sympathy for your terrible loss and to share some memories with Pete's other fans. What a wonderful young man! As Jason mentioned, he and Pete were great friends for years and years. I got to know Pete best when I took him and Jason to Maui to learn to surf. After about 35 minutes of instruction and practicing on the beach...they took to the water. I felt very stupid and vulnerable sitting there at the ocean's edge watching intently and "supervising" as they paddled w-a-y out and came swiftly back in with ear-to-ear grins and exhilarated glows. When I think about Pete, I think of that smile and that glow. I will try to figure out how to upload some of those surfer dude photos in the near future. Again, my love to all of you and deep gratitude for letting me share your son. Much love, Suzanne

Suzanne Mann-Heintz - 03/02/05 07:58 PM

There was this poem that I shared with Pete when we first met. I knew he would appriciate it, and it was one of my favorites. It's called the Invitation, by Oriah Mountain Dreamer.

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us to
be careful
be realistic
remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.

Mar - 03/02/05 10:50 PM

I remember when Pete & some of the guys decided to make 'soda fountains' - quite literally. I had just biked home from school, came in, and Pete and a few of his friends were out on the back porch fooling around, and I came out & said "what's up?" and got a bunch of startled kids looking up at me with coke cans in hand - They had been shaking up the cans as hard as they could: to see who could make the 'biggest fountain' : well, I have to admit I thought it was pretty creative, and a better use of soda pop: so I just said "make sure you hose down this patio when you guys are done *wink, grin*" .. and the guys all went from nervous looks to big grins and ran back in to get more coca-cola cans. heh heh : Mom was a bit surprised when she got home. I think the guys had cleaned up by then, but mom was like, "er, what happened to all the coke that was here?" because they had gone through over 24 cans of sodapop!

~Alli, Pete's sister - 03/03/05 08:07 AM

I used to just swirl through the world, intent on my own needs and concerns.. but somehow I'm taking more time now to listen to people: to really look at each person I cross paths with, not just ignor all the people around me like it is so easy to fall into a pattern of doing.

I was at the grocery store, and I noticed an eager slightly nervous young man bound up to bag my groceries : "hi John, guess what?" he says to the cashier, grinning .. "You're manager tonight?" "Yup, what gave me away?" "Your shirt, for starts *big smile*".. I go out to the car & someone is waiting to park next to my spot, I climb into my car & look over at the elder man in the car, trying to get out of the seat with some difficulty. I notice he has both a simple wooden dream catcher & a simple wooden cross hanging from his mirror.. and I think "I wonder if he is a kindred soul with Pete? I could imagine Pete having an affinity for both those items if he were an old man, in a simple blue car like that, it is interesting how we are all in this world, on our paths: but irrevocably intertwined with so many other lives. Even if we don't get to choose how long we are here, we do get to choose what we do each day, with each person we meet."

I've noticed I have a new tendency to smile at strangers: just any stranger, it doesn't matter if they are glowering, smiling, distracted, or not: I've found myself sharing a genuine smile with people driving the car next to me when stopped at a red light, and often I've seen their distracted, stressed look disolve into a big friendly grin. It's amazing how simple it is to make a real connection, and how it's ok to realize every one is a unique soul: not a stranger to walk around like an obstacle in the store.. but a stranger to look into their eyes and really pay attention to for that brief second: and it's just kinda amazing.

~Alli - 03/05/05 10:21 AM

I remember Pete & Kyle 's first sleepout outside in the backyard at night, out in the sleeping bags without a tent: they got very scared & wanted to go inside after staying up late goofing off; and I started to tell them some made up story.. we were under tall trees so I made a story about the trees and who lives in them, and went on to say something about mermaids with purple hair climbing up the trees at night to go to bed.. and the guys were laughing & laughing at my funny odd story, and then when I finished, they rolled over with grins on their faces & went right to sleep. good kids.

~Alli - 03/06/05 06:59 PM

I find myself incorporating Pete's ideas almost daily in my conversations with other people. For example, yesterday while volunteering at Skid Row, a notorious homeless area in LA, a guy told me that he was learning that we need to get beyond the mentality of what to do with so many people (like there's a problem with overpopulation) in the fight for survival. I agreed, and added my perspective that instead you can look at learning from each person and how by hurting someone you're essentially hurting yourself, like Pete said. The guy then told me a story about how it was a completely deranged man who taught him that lesson. He said that while he was on the streets, this incoherent man urinated in a bottle and then disposed of the bottle. This hadn't crossed the guy's mind but was really helpful to him, especially at a time where other people sleeping near the guy were getting upset at him for not handling his waste properly. A strange story, but we were both getting at the same thing. ;)

Karina - 03/06/05 10:17 PM

Since Pete's passing he has been in my dreams constantly. His wonderful smile and unique energy are emblazoned in my mind. I remember seeing Pete on my first day of elementary school and thinking he was a bit weird. It wasn't weirdness, but more of his amazing ability to be his own person no matter what anybody else thought or said. Reading from Kyle, Jason, Reid, Ahren, Pete D...... makes me smile more than anything. Pete affected all of us in the same way. Pushing everyone he came into contact with to be a better person and question their reality. Sadly, I fell out of touch with Pete in the past few years. What amazes me is how much he continued to inspire people and make them happy no matter what the circumstances. When we were in middle school my father, Mike, Pete and I would go golfing together. Pete and I weren't very good, we sucked, but it was always fun because Pete's infectious happiness always came shining through even if my ball had only moved three feet. Everyday, these past few weeks, Pete has been popping into my head during the day, when sleeping, pretty much all the time. Fortunately he is still able to show me new and exciting things while reassuring me that he will always be there in spirit. I'm a better person for having known Pete Tripp and his family. Thank you Alli, Mike and Freya for this website and for being wonderful and genuine people. I'll miss you always Pete.

Colin McDonnell - 03/07/05 03:35 PM

I died for beauty, but was scarce adjusted in the tomb, when one who died for truth was lain in an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed? "For beauty," I replied. "And I for truth,--the two are one; we brethren are," he said.

And so, as kinsmen met a night, we talked between the rooms, until the moss had reached our lips, and covered up our names. --Emily Dickinson

If you had asked me on January 15th who, if anyone, I believed wholeheartedly was not only attempting but also succeeding at living moment to moment, for truth and for beauty, admiringly I would have told you that Pete was. He worked in earnest and with love to create both truth and beauty all around him, investing most in all of us.

I say now that, contrary to this poem, not only did he succeed in doing that but his name will never be covered up. His lips and his ideas, his convictions and his love will never be stifled. They will never be derailed because we all are marching forward with them... moment to moment.

Pete Dillon - 03/08/05 07:18 AM

I was thinking about the question you asked me (Pete Dillon) "What is the philosophy of science?" I didn't have a quick answer, but have reflected on it more. Etymologically "philo" is love and "sophia" is wisdom, so philosophy etymologically is "the love of wisdom" or the "love of knowledge"...So the philosophy of science would be the pursuit of the love of wisdom or knowledge about science. I came across this introduction on the nature and philosophy of science and am sending it out to you and Pete and everyone.

The Nature and Philosophy of Science, Introduction

Scientists are unbiased observers who use the scientific method to conclusively confirm and conclusively falsify various theories. These experts have no preconceptions in gathering the data and logically derive theories from these objective observations. One great strength of science is that it’s self-correcting, because scientists readily abandon theories when they are shown to be irrational. Although such eminent views of science have been accepted by many people, they are almost completely untrue. Data can neither conclusively confirm nor conclusively falsify theories, there really is no such thing as the scientific method, data become somewhat subjective in practice, and scientists have displayed a surprisingly fierce loyalty to their theories. There have been many misconceptions of what science is and is not. I’ll discuss why these misconstruals are inaccurate later, but first I’d like to begin by talking about some of the basics of what science is.

Science is a project whose goal is to obtain knowledge of the natural world. The philosophy of science is a discipline that deals with the system of science itself. It examines science’s structure, components, techniques, assumptions, limitations, and so forth.

From: Anita Wallace for Pete Dillon asked this question - 03/08/05 11:18 AM

I thought I'd post the lyrics from this song on Pete's memorial dvd. I carry the lyrics around with me a lot, and was pleased when I found the text.

BEN HARPER LYRICS

"Not Fire Not Ice"

There is not a river wide.
Not a mountain high.
And neither sin nor evil.
Could change how I feel inside.
Could change how I feel inside.

Not all the strength of the ocean.
Not all the heat from the sun, from the sun.
Now, others have tried, I just can't deny.
For me you are the one.
For me you are the one.

The true love is priceless.
For true love you pay a price.
But there's nothing can keep me from loving you.
Not fire, no not ice.
Not fire, no not ice.

Like a hero or a champion.
You are the best, you're the best.
Like religion or superstition.
With you I am blessed.
With you I am blessed.

Now the river may grow wider.
The mountain may reach past the sky.
And whether or not you feel the same.
My love shall never die.
My love shall never die.

The true love you give and take.
The true love is sacrifice.
But there's nothing can keep me from loving you.
Not fire, no not ice.
Not fire, no not ice.
Not fire, no not ice.

Anita Wallace - 07/29/51 11:10 AM

I've got the music playing in my head, too Anita. It's so good to hear from people & read this growing journal about Pete. Thank you, everyone, for sharing.

Here are two songs I would like to share with all of you, that remind that Pete's good soul is livin' on in the next stage, and we are always close to him through our love.

This first one, by Billie Holiday, helps remind me to hold Pete close in my heart, while I'm living on this world. We have a lot of good left to do here, may you all live long & happy & productive lives! Pete's lookin' over us.

The second song is by Bob Marley, I gave Pete a copy of all of Marley's songs one year, in audio & MP3 versions on a set of CDs. He really liked that, and a lot of Marley's lyrics remind me of Pete, his laugh and good hope. He lived for today, and always had hopes for the worlds' tomorrows. Let us help see them to fruition. ~Alli, Pete's sister

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"They can't take that away from me" - Billie Holiday

The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No, no they can’t take that away from me

The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No, no they can’t take that away from me
We may never, never meet again
On the bumpy road to love
Still I’ll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no they can’t take that away from me
No, they can’t take that away from me

We may never, never meet again
On that bumpy road to love
Still I’ll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you change my life
No, no they can’t take that away from me
No, they can’t take that away from

_____________________________

"Forever Loving Jah" - Bob Marley

We'll be forever loving Jah, there'll be no end

So old man river don't dry for me
I have got a running stream of love you see
So no matter what stages, oh stages, stages
Stages they put us thru we'll never be blue
No matter what rages, oh rages, changes.
Rages they put us thru, we'll never be blue
We'll be forever yeah!

We'll be forever loving Jah
We'll be forever
We'll be forever loving Jah
Forever and ever and forever
Cause there is no end

Cause only a fool lean up on, lean upon
His own misunderstanding
And what has been hidden from the wise and the prudent,
Been revealed to the babe and the suckling
In every thing, in every way I say

We'll be forever loving Jah
We'll be forever
We'll be forever loving Jah

Cause just like a tree planted planted by the river of water
That bringeth forth bringeth forth, fruits in due season
Every thing in life got its purpose
Find its reason in every season, forever Yeah!

We'll be forever loving Jah
We'll be forever
We'll be forever loving Jah
On and on and on
We'll be forever loving Jah

~Alli - 07/29/64 11:10 AM

Last night i was talking with kelly lynch my mentor from shaw connection and we were telling stories about pete. I never realized how much he meant to me until last night. i know he meant a lot to me just not that much and i will never forget how when pete got nervous he would look down at his feet and turn red. that is probaly something someone would say is stupid to remember but thats one thing besides his smile and loving attitude that i will never forget.

i miss you pete.

love, jessica

jessica - 07/29/76 11:10 AM

Hey Jessica,
It's really good for me to share stories about the times with Pete, too. It's healing to know he lives on in all of us, and we can carry on some of his ideals for him. He inspired me to want to be more interactive with people, and really appreciate the little things. I miss him tons. But when I'm really missing him, I like to step outside (even if it is really cold, or nighttime) and look up at the sky (if it's sunny or starry) and just take a deep breath and say "hey Pete" I wish I could hug him & talk to him, listen to his thoughtfulness in a deep pause between his words.. I want to do so much, but I can't. So I'm trying to think of ways I can do stuff for Pete, that isn't for Pete. Like, If I could teach little league soccer or a kids art class: I bet that would make Pete happy. Or, if I could get out for a walk everyday and take a little bit better care of my health, I bet that would make Pete happy, too.

He always wanted good health & happiness for people.. I suppose we all want that for our friends and it's hard to explain, but I just want to do good for Pete. I don't want to be a sell-out or another cog in the system. I want to uniquely shout out to the world the wonder of it all. And, I don't want to engage in the shallow any more. It's like, we have the time we have: I want to fully live. I want to make Pete proud of me. I want to live by my ideals, not sell out for the ease of it, or shuffle by through the days. I want to dance through the days, hike the mountains. Spend time looking at the sky, the trees: thinking about the big ideas, not running away from those deep thoughts. I want to take my idealism & let it out of it's years of submission. And, somehow I feel I'm taking little steps in that direction.

Every time I have a choice these days I'm thinking twice, and I hear myself saying in my head "are you making that choice for you or someone else? Is that the best choice or the easiest choice? are you avoiding the effort or really engaging the problem?" and ... I think that's good.

-Alli - 07/29/61 11:10 AM

Honestly, I'm crying a lot, too. I try not too, but I'm just so sad.

Colin ~ I'm looking forward to seeing those surfing photos someday!

I am trying to make little notes to myself when I remember some of the special times with Pete, because I'm so disoriented right now I just keep having these cycles of memories that are then sometimes overwhelmed with sadness in a future without Pete right here with us. I feel sometimes maybe I am being selfish, wanting Pete here, alive with all of us. I just wish I could have done so much more for him and that he could have had so much more : more years, more travel, more family, more living life.

I really appreciate it when you, Pete's friends and family, take the time to share some stories on here: it means so much to me to hear that Pete had so many good times, so many interesting times, so much in his life. < p> I also read some of the wonderful stories and thoughts shared with mom & dad in letters to them. Maybe some of you could share those thoughts here if you are up to it. I guess I am trying to reassure myself that Pete wasn't shorted in his life.

He was just so giving and involved, and he loved so much of life, and being with people: that was his life's intentions, it seemed. It's wonderful to hear that he had that, with all of you.

~Alli - 03/12/05 11:44 AM

I cry too... But this song makes sense to me.

"If I Could"

A brand new baby was born yesterday Just in time
Papa cried, baby cried
Said your tears are like mine
I heard some words
From a friend on the phone
That didnt sound so good
The doctor gave him two weeks to live
Id give him more if I could
You know that I would now
If only I could
You know that I would now
If only I could

Down the middle drops one more
Grain of sand
They say that
New life makes losing life easier to understand
Words are kind
They helped ease the mind
Of this, my old friend
And though you gotta go
We'll keep a piece of your soul
What goes out
What goes in

You know that I would now
If only I could
You know that I would now
If only I could

Mar - 03/13/05 04:10 PM

My heart aches for you.
I grew up with Freya and I have always wondered how she was. I asked my brother Sam to try locate her for a forthcoming class reunion, and he called me with this very sad news.

Freya, there time when words cannot express feelings and this is one of them. I can see that you fulfilled all the promises that were in you when we were growing up, you became a sensitive, caring, loving, and strong person and mom. You raised a great family and had tons of fun along the way. Congratulations on a life lived well and on your legacy of beauty and love.

Ahora, que Dios te bendiga, te de paz en medio de esta tormenta y te consuele a ti y toda tu familia. No sabes la tristeza que siento mientras escribo estas lineas.
Con abrazo grande y mucho cari~o,
Sonia

sonia - 03/15/05 07:49 AM

Hi Sonia : if you want to email your contact information to me at : Alli@Tripp-Russo.com I will be sure that mom gets it!

Much love to you, thank you for your condolences.

Here is the first foreign language song to win the Oscars, it is from "The Motorcycle Diaries" which Pete had recommended. I watched it with Pete Dillon, Uncle John, Anita, Angelo & Dave, and I would also recommend it, it is a movie film about 2 yound men's travels that awaken one to the urgent need for human rights (he then chooses to take a revolutionary approach, not included in the movie of course... which I do not personally believe in). But, my point is that the movie is very emotionally beautiful and the cinematography is wonderful.

Here are the lyrics for this wonderful song (I found a translation on the internet, please correct me if it has errors!)

"Al Otro Lado Del Río" -The Motorcycle Diaries

Clavo mi remo en el agua llevo tu remo en el mío. Creo que he vista una luz al otro lado del río.
El día le irá pudiendo poco a poco al frío. Creo que he vista una luz al otro lado del río.
Sobre todo, creo que no todo está perdido. Tanta lágrima, tanta lágrima, y yo soy yn vaso vacío...
Oigo una voz que me llama, casi un suspiro: Rema, rema, rema!
En esta orilla del mundo lo que nos es presa es baldio. Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río.
Yo, muy serio, voy remando, y muy adentro, sonrío. Creo que he visto una luz al otro lado del río.

Plunge my oar in the water I take your oar in mine. I believe that I have seen a light on the other side of the river. The day will little by little turn cold. I believe that I have seen a light on the other side of the river. Above all, I believe that everything is not lost. So many tears, so many tears, and I am an empty glass... I hear a voice that calls to me, almost a sigh: It rows, it rows, it rows! In this edge of the world which has us imprisoned is useless. I believe that I have seen a light the other side of the river. I, seriously, am rowing, and inside, I smile. I believe that I have seen a light on the other side of the river.

~Alli, Pete's sister - 03/15/05 10:21 AM

Aloha
Its been almost two months and I finally have the courage to write. I have continued to read all the many stories and comments others have written and it just reaffirms the belief that Pete was an angel here on earth and heaven is very fortunate to have him now. Each day that goes by there is something that reminds me of him for just that split second he crosses my heart or ignites my spirit. I miss him greatly especially that beautiful smile that was so radiant. Just his presence was so gentle and full of life. I have had my moments of tears but no matter what I still end up smiling and laughing because for some reason he has graced me with a sense of exuberating happiness. I remember when we first met our freshman year in college and the moment I met him I knew he would be a special person in my life. He was the only one I would ever let shorten my name. He called me special "K" and I loved it. He was the haole boy that I took to the Hawaii parties and he fit right in. He embraced my culture so much I always told him he was Hawaiian at heart and that one day he would have to come visit me in Hawai'i. We also shared the love for reggae music. We would listen to reggae for hours Bob marley, Yellowman, Gregory Isaacs, Alpha Blondy, UB40 and we would talk about how that was the music of revolutionaries and it was the songs of freedom. I will never forget him making me four CD's of his favorite reggae songs for my birthday I listen to them all the time. Just two weeks ago I went to the Bob Marley birthday bash in San Francisco and it was just amazing and the whole time I remember us talking about one day going to that no matter where it was in the world we would meet up and go. We shared the love for song, dance, food, and culture.

I remember we would talk about all kinds of stuff from daily life to those in depth talks of love and life. We bounded so quickly we both loved the outdoors, I love the ocean and he loved the mountains. I told him about surfing and he shared with me about his many adventures in the snow. We talked about the different foods we enjoyed and how I would take him to different ethnic restaurants, we shared our desires to travel the world and learn about different cultures and embrace all the world had to offer. But, what made me so drawn to Pete was his ability to embrace God and how we would connect on a spiritual level that I have yet to do with anyone else. He would come with me to church before he was confirmed and ask me about God and spirituality. To my amazement I would soon learn the most about God, love, and life from him. I thank God each day for blessing me with Pete in my life and each day I miss him so much. I go through my moments and question why. It wasn’t his time yet we had so much to do together and he had so much to share with this world but at the end of it I just tell myself to give it up to God and that he is now an angel for so many. I just want to say thank you to all of his family and friends for sharing all these amazing memories and thoughts.

Aloha wau ia 'oe Pete

You will forever be apart of my thoughts and prayer.

Kanakolu - 03/15/05 10:22 AM

Kanakolu - I would love to have a copy of those Cd's Pete made, if you would be so generous as to share those mixes with me (I can give you my shipping address), I would be forever grateful. And I could copy them for others who want a copy. I find mixes are a personal thing that really speaks of a person, individually. And, especially, I find listening to music makes me feel very close to Pete's soul: his exuberance, his hope, his gratitude for even the little things, and his wonderful upbeat spirit, which seems to soar like the music he loved!

If you send me (at Alli@Tripp-Russo.com) your mailing address, Kanakolu... I want to also mail you the DVD of Pete’s photos set to some of his favorite music (as recommended by his roommates, and some other friends, I believe). My heart goes out to you, thank you for being such a wonderful, special person in my brother’s life.

~Alli - 03/15/05 10:39 AM

I lived with Pete last summer in the house on Lidgerwood. Pete would come home after a long day of roofing, he would be covered in black roof grim, it would be all over his face and clothes, but he would stand there just smiling and exhausted at the same time. He talked about the roofing guys he worked with, and his liking of physical work.

Sometimes, I was pretty quiet around Pete, just listening to what he had to say and learning from him. We could relate a lot through our similar experiences, our perceptions on life and love for the outdoors. He didn't mine that I didn't have much to say. He would come into my room often and look at the new pictures I would have on the walls, and the books I had laying around. He was always interested in sharing knowledge and learning.

Oneday, I was outside on the lawn waiting for a ride, practicing poi (fire dancing), but with rice inside socks, hanging from yarn, not yet ready for the fire on chains, swing them around my body in all directions. Pete comes out laughing and asking what I am doing, and I let him try. He starts swinging them really fast, and smiling the whole time. The rice balls hitting him in the chest. It was always fun laughing with Pete, which was like all the time. Hehee.

lexi - 03/15/05 05:20 PM

Pete was always stretching his boundaries of current comfort, loved learning new things, and never feared thinking deeply on a subject. I found lists & lists of complex vocabulary words, half filled-in, all throughout his notebooks, reading books, & room... he seemed to constantly want to challenge himself. This was his homepage on his laptop: http://www.merriam-webster.com/ I especially like the section on this site called "Word for the Wise" ; which has an interesting new piece of information & research about that topic each day (it's also archived so one can browse previous days), and then there it the 'word of the day' which is something Pete also had emailed to him each day. I guess we're never done learning, are we? I love how, even when things were tough, Pete would rise to the occasion, and when it was done he would be beaming with a beautiful smile.

Pete loved being involved in the moment. I am trying very hard to do that, too. Long live Pete's smile in all of us! May we carry forward through all of our lives, his exuberance, positive optimism, and willingness to get involved ourselves. We can't just stand by the sidelines. Who knows what we can really accomplish if we try our hardest? Maybe we can all make this journey together. I would like that.

Hey, I wonder what today's "word for the day" is? Here it is:

The Word of the Day for March 16 is:

indoctrinate • \in-DAHK-truh-nayt\ • verb
1 : to instruct especially in fundamentals or rudiments : teach
*2 : to imbue with a usually partisan or sectarian opinion, point of view, or principle

Example sentence:
New hires were indoctrinated with the company's philosophy during a two-day orientation.

Did you know?
"Indoctrinate" simply means "brainwash" to many people. But its meaning isn't always so negative. When this verb first appeared in English in the 17th century, it simply meant "to teach"—a meaning that followed logically from its Latin root. The "doc" in the middle of "indoctrinate" derives from the Latin verb "docēre," which also means "to teach." Other offspring of "docēre" include "docent" (referring to a college professor or a museum guide), "docile," "doctor," "doctrine," and "document." It was not until the 19th century that "indoctrinate" began to see regular use in the sense of causing someone to absorb and take on certain opinions or principles.

Wow, a positive spin on a word about teaching... seems somehow appropriate. And under "words for the wise" I find that March is 'optimism month' ; Pete would've liked that, too, I think:

March is Optimism Month.

Folks who prefer looking on the bright side will be cheered to know the word optimism predates pessimism. Both terms were borrowed into English from French—optimism in the mid-1700s, half a century before pessimism—and both have Latin ancestors (optimism comes from a word meaning "best"; the ancestor of pessimism translates roughly as "worst"). Optimism and pessimism each name a philosophical doctrine: optimism, that the goods of life overbalance the pain and evil of it and that life is preponderantly good, and pessimism, that the evils of life overbalance the happiness it affords and that life is preponderantly evil.

What words can we offer to those who would be optimistic? Try this definition from Ambrose Bierce's Devil's Dictionary: "optimism," wrote Bierce, is "the doctrine or belief that everything is beautiful, even what is ugly."

Then there's this, from author James Branch Cabell. According to Cabell, "The optimist thinks that this is the best of all possible worlds; the pessimist knows it."

Clearly, it isn't always easy to see the bright side of things. Actor Peter Ustinov did. He vowed "I am an optimist, unrepentant and militant. After all, in order not to be a fool an optimist must know how sad a place the world can be. It is only the pessimist who finds this out anew every day."

Much love to everyone, today. I think I'm going to plant some trees for Pete this year.. they'll be around hopefully for hundreds of years. I was just thinking today also of how Pete, when he was here last summer, was super-pleased when Aurora declared over the breakfast table "I'm satiated!" And Pete said "Wow Aurora, what does that mean?" and she said "It means I've had enough to be happy" or something like that... and Pete said (In his low tone he used when he was complimenting or joking around with someone...you know the one I mean... so he said,) "Hey Auroorraaa... Aurora, You taught me a new word today! Way to go! That's great." And she just beemed with happiness & pride, 'cause she really looked up to Pete.

Lots of Love,

~Alli - 03/16/05 08:17 AM

Meditating under a cold waterfall, like Pete & Sky did in Japan, is called "Takigyo" , & to quote a website I was reading, "people who practice 'Takigyo' under freezing cold water falls to purify both mind and body." It's also written about in National Geographic magazine this month, March 2005, and this article (p.30 in the issue, I believe)... states that meditation is shown to make people happier & calmer, in that it moves their frontal cortex activity from the front right (aggresive & angry responses) to the front left (calmer & happier responses to the world), and that studies using the flu shot as well in participants in the study, show that those who learned to meditate also became physically healthier, too, and responded better to the flu shot! Way to go, Pete. And Sky, too! You guys are awesome. (There's a photo of Pete meditating under the waterfall in the photo gallery, also.. it's under the first photo album).

I love all of you very much, I'm sorry if I am writing too much here.. I just have so many ideas I want to talk about, and feelings, and memories. I appreciate all of you humoring my ramblings. I love reading everything you have all written. It's a wonderful "living" journal of how Pete has affected all of us, and it is teaching me to live and think & investigate thoughts.. like Pete always challenged me to do. Thank you.

~Alli - 03/17/05 09:33 AM

Thank YOU, Alli, for writing in here as much as you do. I can't express how wonderful I feel reading everything everyone writes here. It really is so true that Pete is with us. Like he said in that email on the back of the Gonzaga tribute, "we're never alone." "Reality is in love with us, God is in love with us, we’re never alone, life is inherently meaningful, optimism is worthwhile and everything is going to be alright."... So Pete is with us, and this here journal is just one of many parts of his continued life through us. So never worry about sharing too much!

One of the books that's meant most to me these last two months is one that Pete recommended several times. He uses it to develop his paper on Ethics and the Social Self from last semester. It's the one called Man's Search for Meaning, by Viktor E. Frankl. He mentioned it before and really liked it. Briefly, Frankl is a survivor of the Holocaust and four concentration camps. A psychologist by training, he later developed what's called Logotherapy. I want to share some of my favorite passages below. They all really remind me of Pete. From who he was in high school, it seems he already had read them. I've changed the wording slightly to speak in first person... That's how Pete was. Never didactic or preachy. Always holding himself to such a high standard and giving others slack. I remember one time driving back from Wildwood, a great place to swim, Pete shared with us some of the raps he'd been working on. I remember the last line to one was: "...I spit rhymes about what it's like to be me." That's one of the great things I continue to learn from him: the truest way to be and relate to others is with a sense of greater perspective, acknowledging our ultimate ignorance, prohibiting use of prejudices... Anyways, here are some passages:

(p. 109) "To be sure, [my] search for meaning may arouse inner tension rather than inner equilibrium. However, precisely such tension is an indispensable prerequisite of mental health..."

(p. 113) ...the meaning of life differs from person to person, from day to day, and from hour to hour. What matters, therefore, is not the meaning of life in general but rather the specific meaning of a person's life at a given moment... one should not search for an abstract meaning of life. Everyone has his own specific vocation or mission in life to carry out a concrete assignment which demands fulfillment. Therfore he cannot be replaced, nor can his life be repeated. Thus, everyone's task is as unique as is his specific opportunity to implement it... Ultimately, [I] should not ask what the meaning of [my] life is, but rather I must recognize that it is I who am asked. In a word, each person is questioned by life; and [I] can only answer to life by answering for [my] own life, to life I can only respond by being responsible. Thus logotherapy sees in responsibleness the very essence of human existence.

(p. 114) This emphasis on responsibleness is reflected in the categorical imperative of logotherapy, which is: "Live as if you were living already for the second time and as if you had acted the first time as wrongly as you are about to act now!" It seems to me that there is nothing which would stimulate my sense of responsibleness more than this maxim, which invites me to imagine first that the present is past and, second, that the past may yet be changed and amended. Such a precept confronts me with life's finiteness as well as the finality of what I make out of both my life and myself.

(p. 115) By declaring that I am responsible and must actualize the potential meaning of my life, I wish to stress that the true meaning of life is to be discovered in the world rather than within me or my own psyche, as though it were a closed system. I have termed this constitutive characteristic 'the self-transcendence of human existence.' It denotes the fact that being human always points, and is directed, to something or someone, other than myself--be it a meaning to fulfill or another human being to encounter. The more I forget myself--by giving myself to a cause to serve or another person to love--the more human I am and the more I actualize myself... self-actualization is possible only as a side-effect of self-transcendence. [This for me is the blueprint for Pete's approach to life.] Thus far we have shown that the meaning of life always changes, but that it never ceases to be. According to logotherapy, we can discover this meaning in life in three different ways: (1) by creating a work or doing a deed; (2) by experiencing something or encountering someone; and (3) by the attitude we take toward unavoidable suffering.

(p. 116) Love is the only way to grasp another human being in the innermost core of his personality. I cannot become fully aware of the very essence of another human being unless I love him. By my love I am enabled to see the essential traits and features in the beloved person; and even more, I see that which is potential in me, which is not yet actualized but yet ought to be actualized. Furthermore, by my love, I enable the beloved person to actualize these potentialities. By making him aware of what he can be and of what he should become, I make these potentialities come true...

Love from me to all of you, today.

Pete Dillon - 03/17/05 11:47 AM

I, too, have found great comfort in the complex but wonderful ideas expressed in Viktor Frankle's works... I wanted to share these 2 quotes from the same book Pete Dillion is citing:

"There is something which seems to me to be an even more erroneous and dangerous assumption, namely... the view of man which disregards his capacity to take a stand toward any conditions whatsoever. man is not fully conditioned and determined but rather determines himself whether he gives in to conditions or stands up to them. In other words, man is ultimately self-determining. Man does not simply exist but always decides what his existence will be, what he will become in the next moment.

... Man is capable of changing the world for the better if possible,, and of changing himself for the better if necessary." - p.133

Which quote I had noted to share, and which is the last quote Pete D. cited ; Then V.Frankle goes on to say...

"Let us first ask ourselves what should be understood by "a tragic optimism." In brief it means that one is, and remains, optimistic in spite of the "tragic triad," as it is called in logotherapy, a triad which consists of those aspects of human existence which may be circumscribed by:

• (1) pain;
• (2) guilt; and
• (3) death.

I do not know why, but it is such a comfort to me to know Pete Tripp loved this book & held it close to his heart in how he lived, it gives me hope somehow.

~Alli - 03/17/05 05:30 PM

The Waking Life Music Fest

The Charity Concert for Pete's birthday (And which will honor his life and Brian Brett's life, also: What 2 beautiful men that went forward ahead of us all on that day... . ) So! .... the news here is that it will be held:

April 16th

Aki’s Annes (This space is adjoined to one of Pete's friends' resturants!)

521 w main, Spokane, WA

This location will hold about 250 people; it will be all afternoon on Saturday, from about noon to 8:30pm, with 5 bands playing Pete knew & was friends with musicians in the groups or close friends of the musicians (pete...brian... you are so missed!!) : Talapia, Little Big Man (from Seattle), 10 Minutes Down, Luster, & E-Lie (from Portland) will be playing!

The money made will go to Pete's scholarship fund at GU, a world-wide children's education fund & an environment protection group working to protect those places Pete (and all of us) love to go visit: the mountains, forests, lakes... But mostly, the concert is about celebrating Brian & Pete's good spirits & love, which is in all of us. I think Pete would like that for his birthday - Alli

Tickets will be $10-$15 (sliding scale) and on sale through Gonzaga University! .. I will also try to set up a link to buy some from this web site.

I'm looking forward to seeing you all there!
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Concert News! "Waking Life Music Fest" is Planned! - 03/17/05 08:01 PM

Hey everyone from Eugene, I just booked my flight out for the concert that Alli has worked so hard to put together. I hope that you all can make it. I'd really love to see you all so we can celebrate Pete with lots of good music and lots of good company--just as he'd most want us to celebrate his birthday.

Pete Dillon - 03/17/05 09:00 PM

To Reflect Upon -- I like to grab a random book, open it to a page & read the sentence or paragraph, and then think about the idea therein.

Today I grabbed "Self-Reliance and Other Essays" by Ralph Waldo Emerson, off the shelf and asked what it could tell me to think about to help me not be so sad about Pete.

This is what it said, when I randomly opened the book (p.30 is where I landed) and looked upon the page:
"This is the ultimate fact which we so quickly reach on this, as on every topic, the resolution of all into the ever-blessed ONE. Self-existence is the attribute of the Supreme Cause, and it constitutes the measure of good by the degree in which it enters into all lower forms. All things real are so by so much virtue as they contain."

...and so I read on a bit & it goes on to say,

"Power is in nature the essential measure of right. Nature suffers nothing to remain in her kingdoms which cannot help itself. The genesis and maturation of a planet, its poise and orbit, the bended tree recovering itself from the strong wind, the vital resources of every animal and vegetable, are demonstrations of the self-sufficing, and therefore self-relying soul.
... Let us stun and astonish the intruding rabble of men and books and institutions, by a simple declaration of the divine fact. Bid the invaders take the shoes from off their feet, for God is here within."

~Alli - 03/18/05 12:15 PM

I want to share about how Pete is affecting my life presently. This year has proven to be a difficult one - transitions, adjustments, new environments - finding myself in a new place. Simply put - CHANGE. The last few weeks have been especially difficult~ but through it all the one thing I thought about was how I need to make choices, and ACT - to turn my life into what I want it to be. I thought (and think) about Pete a lot and how he chose to approach his life with such optimism and he chose to have a great attitude. Alli spoke earlier of the importance of embracing your emotions, be it sad, mad, or happy. It's a good thing. Lately I've found that adjusting my attitude about certain things now and then, and stepping back ~ to look at the forest in the trees - I am feeling a lot better. Thanks Pete for being such an advocate of ACTION, ATTITUDE, and for embracing all of us in such different ways. You are a true hero and role model.

Amy Temes (Eugene/Missoula) - 03/18/05 11:04 PM

I took the kids to the bookstore today, and got a rendition of Chief Seattle's famous speech with gorgeous drawings by Susan Jeffers, called "Brother Eagle, Sister Sky" ; it reminds me of Pete:

"The voice of my grandfather said to me,
The air is precious. It shares its spirit with all
the life it supports. The wind that gave me my first
breath also received my last sigh.
You must keep the land and air apart and sacred,
as a place where one can go to taste the wind that
is sweetened by the meadow flowers."

I think I would like to read the entire short story/Seattle's speech at the concert in between music sets, if there is an opportunity while bands switch out equipment... maybe if things come together we can have a sort of "open mike" for 10mins between each of the five bands, wouldn't that be wonderful to share our thoughts with the community in a positive environment, by reading poems or telling short stories? :

I also picked up for the kids "Abuela" by arthur dorros, ills by elis kleven & "The story of Ferdinand" by munro leaf Which I recommend both of those: Ferdinand has a great message of pacifism & enjoying life instead of fighting, i believe.

I took Aurora out sledding in the hills in our yard this weekend, and Pete would've been happy to hear about that, I can hear him laughing when I would have described how much speed she got going and how she was intentionally sliding into the yard toys half-buried in snow drifts, and then giggling. *grin*

So, i wandered around & looked at books at the bookstore tonight, randomly flipping to pages to read them while Aurora looked at kids books... One was called "Prayers and Promises for Moms" (pub. by Barbour).... when I flipped that open it had a quote by (Saint?) Peter which reminded me so much of my little bro Pete I had to write it down on a card in my wallet:

"Finally, be ye all of one mind,
having compassion one of another,
love as brethren,
be pitiful, be courteous."
I PETER 3:8

Much love to you all, I hope you are having some adventures (if only on weekends & when not working or at school) ; and I hope you are all finding meanning in your lives, I appreciate all of you _so Much_.

~Alli, as always Pete's sis - 07/29/53 11:11 AM

-pete tripp lyrics from his DJ journal:

"I don't know but one thing is for sho' these kids are my bros
that's what i know, what I show
how I'm going to roll, that's how
I'm going out, w/a shout
w/out a doubt, running
this straight out my mouth,
from way down south hit you
where it counts this rhyme
amounts to something that you can
bounce to and a lot of rhythm,
rhyming, timing, and realizing
that we're all rising, we're staying alive in
coming out of the dark w/the art
and from start to end I'm
sticking w/my friends
inspirations end, information bend
problems heard, what are you
gonna send over here, over there
everywhere, we're scattering
world wide traveling, life's
mysteries unraveling,
figuring out what's mattering, we're
at it again, throwing
self-expresion like a javelin
politican cage rattlin', it's a
lot of babbling, by now you're
probably stragglin' over
what I'm saying, what
I'm saying is that today's
the day just like every other
to love your mother, your sister,
and your brother, can't you see
that this is a family, I hope
that you're down with me"

Pete Tripp (Lyrics) posted by alli - 07/29/93 11:11 AM

“Hear the voice coming from the
mountains     drinking from the fountain
of life     everything’s a’right     might
have a nice day today
every thing’s okay     get down no way
cause I have somthing to say
I think I’ll put my worries on
lay away and stay awhile     after
I push my way past the pile of
lies, drug buyers and siphers
losing my soul is not my desire
instead knowledge of self I’ll acquire
and catch fire to inspire today
we’re flying higher     .I have my
own way of getting high everyday
i wake up and I know that I
try w/my whole heart, it might
not be much but it’s a start
I keep my mind sharp and my
heart soft and my spirit lofty
cause Babylon never bought me
the devil never got to me
even though life’s rocky     my
foundation a solid block see
I’m not getting lost, no not me
keep on standing no worry even if people
mock me, weak shit talk see
at least my bros will spot me
who cares if those fouls dis me
they can’t get with me
it doesn’t matter cause I’m free
and I can see what it means
to be alive    I’ll be spinning
for my ambitions and making
good decisions     as I’m down w/
the truth it’s all about holding
up the youth         they’re the proof
of hope in a world that’s ruthless
see er walking through the ghetto
holding two deuces cause for them
life’s a dice roll”

---------------------------------------------
“One two one two for your mind
I think it’s my time to shine
even if I can’t rhyme     I’ll stand up
one time and creativity i’ll find
walking through the world not blind
all I’m doing is trying like that one kid
that one you saw writing something
on his hand, maybe he’s writing
down some kind plan about how to
w/stand Babylon    or maybe he’s
telling about changing from a boy
to a man, maybe he’s just
trying to keep his life from
being bland, maybe he’s talking
about some special woman,
maybe he has some dope creativity
and he’s trying to land it, maybe
he’s explaining how to stand up
and he knows what’s up, and he’s
gonna rise up, maybe he’s talking
about worldwide traveling, life’s
mysteries unraveling, how he’s
always stuggling, battling and
rattling, throwing self expression
like a javelin, maybe he’s tellin about the fouls who are
frontin’     wanting to start something
but his spirit, his spirit, they
can’t come near it.”

More of Pete's lyrics -alli - 07/29/55 11:11 AM

Many of us come here to read and remember. Pete believed in all of us. It's hard for many of us to say what we can't find words for. Please leave your name as a footprint and we'll walk along together, remembering Pete always.

freya/mom - 03/23/05 04:15 PM

I visit this website every day when I get to work. Every morning on my walk across the lake, I think about Pete and how much I would love to share with him what I'm thinking about or experiencing, and to hear the same from him. It's comforting for me to think maybe he does know, and shares himself in ways that are unexpected. Freya, I agree that Pete believed in all of us. I never felt worthy of how much Pete believed in me, but always felt so loved by him becuase of that faith. Even when things were hard I never doubted his belief in other people or in me. I miss him a lot. Thank you Alli, for posting his lyrics. It was fun to read them and think about times he would freestyle when we would be in groups and how beautiful his creativity was. I'm thinking of and praying for your family and all those who cared about Pete often even though I'm unable to be there in person.

Megan McCormick - 03/23/05 05:25 PM

Hey, I would love it if someone could tell me a story. Like, did anything funny ever happen on a mountain climb with Pete? Oh, that reminds me of one.. Mom & I & Pete were hiking, and one of his friends.. I think it was Kyle Gibson; and anyhows.. on the way up I got stung on my elbow, dude and then on the hike down I got stung Again in almost the exact same spot! I think I must've had peanut butter or something on my sleeve to get 2 bees to sting me within an inch of each other on two dif. days. Gah! Well, okay.. it wasn't really funny. but odd. heh ...
Oh and when we got up the mountain to the lake, I forgot to say there was a lightening storm! It was like this nice sunny hike up & down both ways! But that night after dinner, there was a huge lightning storm that came out of nowhere, it seemed...it was the kind of storm that is scary even if you are in a house. Of course the guys had their own tent & wanted to sleep alone, but they were super afraid of the lighting and if it would strike their tent, so they didn't want to go inside the tent. I was a bit nervous too, but said something like: "hey with the lake and all these trees around the lighting has much better things to be striking then your little tent pole, so hey.. get some sleep" . heh-- yeah right, it was really more like a sarcastic 'with so much to attract lighting & nowhere to go, er why worry, it won't help?' .. what can i say I was 17 and yes a bit sardonic... so, then I recall Pete laughed & delared he was 'lightning man' or something of the sort (he was 7 at the time) and Kyle declared something similar, like 'thunder man' and they ran off giggling into their little tent which continued to giggle & tip as they jumped around for awhile light flashing around from their flashlights as they set up in the tent inside & goofed off oblivious, it seemed, to the raging lightning... not so sure how I got sleep, but I remember mom & I finished eating &/or at least cleaning up the food as quickly as we could (that part is a bit of a blur in my memory) and before we were done they were quiet & asleep, as deduced by the fact that the mini-tent light show had subsided.. i suppose we slept somehow, maybe half-snoozing 'til after the storm ended, but hey: we were ALL exhilarated to get up in the morning, stretch & discover all was well and good, the morning was sunny, and there was food (I believe instant hot cereals, a hiking favorite) ready to cook & eat and another fresh day of tromping the woods lay before us.

So, hey can someone tell me a story? I'm feeling a little lonely. *sad smile*

~Alli - 03/23/05 09:59 PM

That's a great story, Alli.

I wanted to share a paragraph from Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. The narrator and his son at the beginning of chapter 16 are hiking up into the mountains just outside of Bozeman...

"Mountains like these and travelers in the mountains and events that happen to them here are found not only in Zen literature but in the tales of every major religion. The allegory of a physical mountain for the spiritual one that stands between each soul and its goal is an easy and natural one to make. Like those in the valley behind us, most people stand in sight of the spiritual mountains all their lives and never enter them, being content to listen to others who have been there and thus avoid the hardships. Some travel into the mountains accompanied by experienced guides who know the best and least dangerous routes by which they arrive at their destination. Still others, inexperienced and untrusting, attempt to make their own routes. Few of these are successful, but occasionally some, by sheer will and luck and grace, do make it. Once there they become more aware than any of the others that there's no single or fixed number of routes. There are as many routes as there are individual souls."

I really enjoy imagining Pete reading this book. I see him really resonating with passages like this one... I don't think I'll ever reach the extent of my admiration for who he was and continues to be in all of us. Like nobody else I've known, Pete lived daily in both worlds, the physical mountians here, as well as the allegorical ones. And, similarly, Pete was present daily in both, seeking first to enter those mountains, and second to find new routes on his own and with others. His approach, I believe, was not so much 'inexperienced and untrusting' but it was humble and compassionate... In both types of mountains, his steps will never be repeated--he really did find new trails. 'Luck' may have been involved but I swear it was grace and Pete's uncommon, immense will.

I remember spring of 1999, Pete and I took a run from the South Eugene track at 24th and Amazon Parkway along East Amazon, up Dillard to Mount Baldy, along the Ridgeline Trail, up to the TOP of Spencer Butte, down Willamette and back to school. It was perhaps the longest run I'd ever done. And Pete's quads were always so powerful. He just powered up those hills. The first long climb was up windy Dillard, which switches back several times. His personal standards and love of meeting challenges face-to-face had him running at a steady clip up. I trailed behind. But at a couple of those switchbacks he had stopped to wait for me with that same demeanor we all loved so much: not a trace of egoism, not a trace of patronage. He'd just be breathing hard smiling because he really could appreciate a beautiful day.

It makes me feel really good to aspire every day now feel its beauty and enjoy it with those around me, just like Pete did.

Pete Dillon - 03/24/05 11:08 AM

One early Saturday morning, in the early spring and after a heavy rain, Pete, the rest of ski team and I tromped up the steep side of Spencer's butte. It was so muddy, we slipped our way up to the top. Once at the top, I remember looking down over Eugene to see a blanket of clouds covering the entire city. IT was like we were on a floating peak. Bold, daring and gregarious - Pete led us down the other side of the butte "free-style hiking", doing 360's off of rocks, toe grabs and all sorts of tricks. At first I remember feeling reserved to let myself fly down the hill after him ~ afraid to feel out of control ~ afraid I would inevitably trip and at worst, tear my ACL. But even more clearly, I remember hearing Pete's great genuine laugh that screamed what a great time he was having - and I quickly realized that if you are always guarding and holding back, afraid of the worst, you will miss the pure fun and joy life has to offer. Realizing this from hearing PEte's laugh, I leapt and 360'd my way down the Butte. What a great muddy Saturday that was.

Amy Temes - 03/24/05 06:06 PM

Thank you, those are such beautiful stories: memories, laudable and forever to exist in our world as they have now happened. I know the Butte, and Eugene, and I can imagine the cloudy view over Eugene Amy, and it sounds gorgeous, the view obscured, making the butte into a mountain, and I myself have had a few muddy climbs there, it is rather fun, and exhilerating when going downhill fast, how exciting! Actually once, ... I accidentally took our Grandma Alice & Grandpa John up the rocky path to the top of the butte! they were like, "you said this is an easy climb, Alli" and i was like, er "I think I got lost, this isn't the path i usually take, and meant to take you guys up" > heh,oops! But they were real troopers & made it all the way to the top (and we found the easy path for the way down, too). And I can also see Pete running that route you described, Pete D and how Pete was when he worked out, just like you said "breathing hard and smiling" ; that made me smile to remember that: the glow in Pete's eyes, the pure happiness and how relaxed he was at those times: just _in the moment_. Thank you, both, for sharing.

~Alli - 03/24/05 07:45 PM

Last spring I got an email from Pete that I wish I'd kept. He styled it so there were more lines of space between the paragraphs than there were lines of text: lightning punches of news and information. One of the things he mentioned was that he and a couple of his friends from Gonzaga who also had run cross country in high school and maybe the first year at GU got together. The goal: to run a mile on the track as fast as they could without any training or performance-enhancing drugs, a test of sheer inner strength. I remember that Pete wrote, "I don't mean to toot my own horn, but 'toot! toot!' He came in at 5:03, the best performance of the day.

Pete Dillon - 03/25/05 07:15 AM

my random book passage I opened to predawn this morning; let me first introduce the book is "Psychology & AlchemY" by Jung, where he describes the alchemist as our first scientists, and studying "two fields: chemistry & philosophy" (just like Pete!)

The alchemist always stresses his humility and begins his treatises with invocations to God. He does not dream of identifying himself with Christ; on the contrary, it is the coveted substance, the lapis, that he likens to Christ. it is not really a question of identification at all, but of the hermeneutic sicut -- 'as' or 'like' -- which characterizes the analogy. For medieval man, however, analogy was not so much a logical figure as a secret identity, a remnant of primitive of this is the rite of hallowing the fire on the Saturday before Easter.

The fire is 'like unto' Christ, an imago Christi. the stone from which the swpark is struck is the 'corner stone' -- another imago; and the spark that leaps from the stone is yet again an imago Christi. The analogy with the extraction of the pneuma from the stone is the saying of Ostanes forces itself upon us. We are already familiar with the idea of pneuma as fire, and with Christ as fire, and fire as the earth's inner counter-element; but the 'firestone' from which the spark is struck is also analogous to the rocky sepulchre, or the stone before it. Here Christ lay as one asleep or in the fetters of death during the three days of his descent into hell, when he went down to the ignis gehnnalis, from which he rises againas the new Fire.

Without knowing it, the alchemist carries the idea of imitatio a stage further and reaches the conclusion we mentioned earlier, that complete assimilation to the Redeemer would enable him, the assimilated, to continue the work of redemption in the depths of his own psyche.

This conclusion is unconscious, and consequently the alchemist never feels impelled to assume that Christ is doing the work in him. It is by virtue of the wisdom and art which he himself hass acquired, or which God has bestowed upon him, that he can liberate the world-creating Nous or Logos, lost in the world's materiality, for the benefit of mankind.

I found the relation to my randomly opened quote to today: The Saturday before Easter, and Pete being born on an Easter, and he studying what Jung essential qualifies as the descendant of Alchemy, all quite an interesting intertwining. Much love to everyone, today and everyday.

~Alli - 03/26/05 08:13 AM

Hey guys, its really nice to read your entries and feel like I know you all really well. How fun. Wanna hear something looney? Actually, i don't know about looney, just kinda fun and interesting. . . . I thought so.

So not to toot my own horn but my birthday was on the 17th of march (toot toot) and I went home for the weekend. When I came back, one of the things on my to do list, was to get the pictures back from the GU TV crew who did a special on pete and brian(of which we have the dvd, just in case). Anyway I get back and all my friends come over and give me cards and what not, and low and behold (lo?) i find the envelope of pictures that I gave to GU TV on my desk. Immediately I asked my friends, "who got these for me?" as this was definitely my favorite birthday present. no one answered so i asked Courtnae and she told me she thought they had been on my desk for some time. Now, let me tell you that if that had been there for some time, I would NOT have gone to all kinds of worry to hunt them down. Anyway, I figured they were from Pete and I thought, good job pete, i won't tell. So. .. Maybe a stretch.

Now check this out. On my way back to spokane from bellingham this weekend, harry ostrem, another good friend of both me and pete, called me to say hey. After some small talk, I told him that I had been thinking alot about Pete lately, and he says he had just thought of pete the Sat. night, because of an experience he had at work. He says it was the first time he had thought about pete in a while. Then we talked about Pete for about an hour, our grieving and different experiences, and the absurdity and abruptness of death, along with what we learned about life and death. then i told him the whole story with the pictures and my birthday. he paused for a minute, then started to say something about my birthday but it broke up and i lost the connection.

He called me back. "Dude, that was crazy!" "What?" I said. He says "I was telling you that today is pete's birthday i think." then we were both silent for a while, and both felt really good. He says, "Isn't it interesting how we haven't talked about Pete together since the week of his death, and today, without either of us knowing about his birthday, we talk for an hour about him, and the phone breaks up when I tell you its his birthday. At least I think its his birthday ..When the line broke I just sat and got a tingly feeling, but a good one." I was baffled, and felt incredibly good.

I tell you I definitely needed no proof that Pete was still here helping us along with our lives, encouraging us, counseling us, supporting us, but I also think maybe he was playing a joke on me and harry, and really made us know, not think, that he was still around.

All I gotta say is with a sheepish smile is "YooooooooooouuuuuuuuUUUUUUU!!!!!!!"

Patxi - 03/27/05 11:35 PM

Hey Patxi; Pete was born on an Easter Sunday... It was not quite the same date this year tho'... it the 11th of April, 1982 .. however, I am not surprised you felt close to him yesterday and thought about his bday, as did Harry, because he was born on Easter, as well.

I want to quote a letter I just got from Great Grandma Alice about the day Pete was born: "Remembering Easter Sunday twenty-three years ago. I cooked a turkey -- no one to eat it - everyone was at the hospital welcoming Pete. When he was little, he would sit in my lap - happy grandma! Isn't his birthday going to be hard to get through? But we were lucky to have him all these years... Love to you all. " -GRANDMA ALICE

Most of the family here yesterday gathered at Great Grandma Alice & Great Grandpa John's cabin, and Pete Dillon came, too; and we had a sauna, and since the lake is still fronzen Pete D. & Uncle John cut a hole in the ice so we could jump in the lake after the sauna; kinda a crazy Finnish family thing we do; Pete Tripp liked it.

Heh heh, I had never partaken, finding it somewhat crazy to get super hot in a sauna & then go jump in a hole in a frozen lake, but the wind was balmy (by that I mean,above freezing) and I think Pete's adventursome spirit was influencing me as I just really wanted to go jump in the ice-hole : It looked REFRESHING! hA! so, I did,and it really was invigorating & refreshing: Thanks bro.

~Alli & Grandma Alice - 03/28/05 06:49 AM

All these pictures are wonderful... But something I really miss is Pete's voice and laugh. Just that deep, full-bodied, robust voice. So often used to express curiosity, wonder and meaning earnestly. I remember Pete got a minidisc recorder at one point. Ahjah, Ben and I helped him create and record beatbox rhythms at Ahjah's place right nest to his folks' Pizza Research Institution. I wonder if any recordings at all of Pete's voice are around(???)... One of the things that always caught my ear and made me smile to myself was the way Pete said, "bring". Just that word. I don't know why I liked it so much but it sounded like "brin". Somehow with that word he never got the "ing" sound out.

Lots of love to all of you. See you with this beautiful spring in Spokane.

Pete Dillon - 03/29/05 10:47 AM

Mom has all of Pete's mini disks and his mini disk player. We didn't know what was on all the disks, but if you know what the label looked like, we can look through them: it would be wonderful to hear something he recorded. Ah, Pete. He was so positive & full of optimism and excited about so many good things in life! From sitting on the grass just reading a book or feeling the cool breeze, to biking.. to the park, in a race.. didn't really matter... , climbing mountains, travel: everything.

I miss him, too.

Alli - 03/29/05 12:26 PM

Some stories that come to mind are from a mini-marathon event we ended up calling it last summer. I had a friend visit, and I wanted her to meet Pete, so one activity we undertook was to go rock climbing. This turned into an all-out affair since we didn't want to drive to Minnehaha. So my friend rode my bike while Pete & I jogged a couple miles there. We then went bouldering before continuing down the trail to the beach with a rope swing. There, Pete patiently helped my friend jump from a rock and rallied her in the water after he did his own flips from the rope. It was pitch dark by the time we left, and we had forgotten how far the trek from my apartment really was. When we finally returned around 11pm, although we were beatmeat, we were still excited to share stories and thoughts with each other. It was so neat to see Pete getting to know my friend, since his questions and comments to her were so insightful.

I also remember fun experiences with the trip Dr. Nak, Pete, and I went on. We wanted to share some special food with Dr. Nak, so I bought a bottle of wine, although I don't really drink alcohol that much. Pete carried it up for me, and when we busted it out at night, Dr. Nak told us he couldn't drink any alcohol, and Pete didn't either. I had already started chiseling at the cork with a branch since we hadn't brought a bottle opener, though. I ended up heeding their requests to just drink by myself (which added even more irony to the situation since I had never done so before); but since I couldn't imagine us returning back to the car with the full bottle of wine, I took one for the team. :) In the midst of telling jokes, we were convinced that I drank a lot of wine, but the next morning in the daylight when we poured the remaining wine into a nalgene bottle, we saw I had barely even drank 1/2 a cup. :) There is something about nature that brings out a deeper, more clear sense of a person, and I more fully realized during this trip how amazing Pete was- I will never forget the conversations we had about life and love, and singing songs (this time he preferred reggae). While we had tents, Pete spent part of the night outside since he loved sleeping outside so much. This was a great reminder for me, too; by his example, i was also challenged to just rely on what's around me when going to the bathroom. :)

Karina - 03/30/05 10:45 AM

Seeing the picture of Pete on top of the mountain in PNG reminded me of how he shared his extra pair of shoes with one of the guides from our base camp. He also chose to sleep out by the fire with the guides instead of in the hut at the base camp. I was amazed at how well he adjusted to the lifestyle there. The first night he arrived, we took him out dancing and despite everyone busting out these crazy dance moves to music he didn't understand, he didn't seem phased and just moved to his own beat as well. That was Pete, being able to blend in with his surroundings while maintaining his own sense of self.

Karina - 03/30/05 10:55 AM

Whenever I'm in the mountains and with the snow, I know Pete will be there with me. I had a beautiful ski-tour in the sierra's last weekend, fresh snow and clear skies, every step up to 10,000ft I thought of Pete and thought about how I can only aspire to appreciate the mountains and the outside as Pete did. It's still challenging for me to log my thoughts here, and for now I'll be short, but I really appreciate what you all have created through documentation of Pete's love here. Alli, thanks in particular for posting the lyrics, I think it really takes a sister to decipher some of Pete's freestyle writing. My time in the mountains reminded me to share several photos with you all. Please enjoy these newly posted photos as they are special for me. Eugene folks will particularly enjoy the awesome powder shots taken on Spencer's Bute.
Respect,

LUKE NEWTON - 03/30/05 11:52 AM

The photos are posted (a little scattered) in the "Share Your Favorite Photos of Pete" section.

LUKE NEWTON - 03/30/05 01:11 PM

They are beautiful photos: Pete is glowing & absolutely in his element in these photos. thank you so much for sharing them with all of us Luke. Love out to Pete & the community!

~Alli - 03/30/05 03:07 PM

I did not know Pete personaly. I heard about his death by my English teacher Mrs. Kempf. I go to Eugene Christian School and every day I pray for his family and friends, in fact our whole seventh grade class does. He has come up in our discusions in Bilbe class often. Mrs. Kempf read to us this morning the letter he sent to some of his friends right before he went to be with Jesus. It was very touching. I just want you to know that we are praying for you every day and that even though I never was fortunate enough to meet Pete he has left a legacy in my heart and he will never be forgotten.

Gina Jacobson - 03/30/05 03:56 PM

Your photographs, Luke, are wonderful. Do you remember when you took them. I remember maybe the summer of 2000 Pete mentioned that you guys were going kayaking on the Snake River together. When you feel like it, I know we'd all love to hear about it. Thanks again for sharing.

It was raining last night in the Twin Cities like it does in Eugene during the winter: steady and inviting. It feels good and natural to address that rain--this Earth's elements--as Pete, to say hi and to spend time together.

Pete Dillon - 03/31/05 01:57 PM

Hey, Happy Fool's day people. There's an eerie but beautiful storm light outside here where I am: dark grey clouds & brilliant sunlight. It reminds me of the first spring rain we had just 2 days ago: an early morning rain, started spring like and then filled with amazing lightning & thunder: it was huge and amazing display of still how little we are on this planet. That same morning Athena had her first solid food: organic applesauce, and later that day, single-grain rice cereal. I think Pete would be proud of her.

Peace out to everyone in the community. Lots of love in the stormy spring we are traversing through.

~Alli - 07/29/74 11:12 AM

Is it okay if I repost some of Pete's words? I thought they were appropriate to the sadness I've been feeling so much lately: It's a big reminder from Pete himself, that although I love him so much & miss him so much, he would want me & all of us to also embrace & Love Everyday: to embrace each other & life itself, and to accept our sadness, but not to wallow in it, or let it rule our day. Accept it as we accepted Pete's love.. his smile, laughter.. his strong hugs and amazing ability to help us laugh and cope, think deeply, and accept openly. I love you Pete. I always will. And I know now, I will never, ever forget you. Every time I laugh, I think a sparkle of you is laughing with me. Thanks, Pete.

"Another thing to think about in respect to this is that the suffering that we all experience is a product of our self-constructed disillusions. The pain in the world is from a lack of understanding of the truth about ourselves, each other, and moral conduct.

The prisons which we have created in our minds that cause the worlds grievances are self-made, but the good news is that since we made the prison walls of our biases and misgivings, we also have the key to unlock the door and walk out to a positive reality.

This concept reinforced the importance of introspection for me, and it partially explained to me the relationship between spirituality and social justice.

We should embrace life and live as fully as we can, outside of ourselves and in each other- ... We should travel along the ups and downs of life, disclose ourselves sincerely in our relationships, and encounter everything along our path with authentic interest." -Pete Tripp

~Alli, Pete's sister, as always - 07/29/49 11:12 AM

This morning they had a 5k race in Missoula (MT) called Race for the Trees in honor of Arbor Day. It was a great, fast race and the whole town was out. At the end of the race everyone who participated got to choose a tree (out of six different native species) to take home and plant. As I carried my Urassian Pear tree "start" home I though about how Pete would have really loved this race - for the theme and for all the community support behind the event. I felt his presence there and could see him smiling.

Amy Temes - 07/29/92 11:12 AM

Alli, here is something that Pete wrote to me in a letter last fall that has similarities to what you just re-posted. He was telling me about talking with his friend who had been in Japan the year before who was telling him about the classes in Buddhism that he took. Pete wrote, "He was having a tough time for the first semester, he was lonely and overwhelmed with the traffic in Tokyo, but in the spring he had a realisation that changed his attitude. He said it had to do with realizing how limited our perspectives are and how transitory our existence is, and then using that as a basis for new found passivity. I think he meant that we shouldn't expect ourselves to know or control the world around us, and to not limit ourselves to a limited theoretical framework that constricts our receptivity to reality as it is. I guess if we impose our view on other people, as if it's universal and absolute, then we're expecting the world to conform to our self interest. Since that will never happen, we will always suffer by expecting it to happen. So I guess we should be passive in asserting ourselves and be open to changing, or at lesat expanding, the ideas that comprise our worldview." This was in the same letter where he said he decided to make a project for himself: figuring people out, something I really admired him for.

Karina - 07/29/80 11:12 AM

Hey Karina; passive is a tricky word, sometimes it implies inactive. But as Pete Dillon & I were watching "waking life" this afternoon I noticed one of the comments was along the lines that a passive response can be a very powerful one: and that not saying anything & being a passive participant can have great affects as well: and it reminded me how much Pete's ability to quietly listen & take in a situation or idea, and respond quietly affected so many of us so much more then a non-quiet response. I guess it is passive, but it doesn't seem passive when it has such profound affects.

~Alli - 07/29/98 11:12 AM

I just read a story that made me smile and cry. It's about a little wave, bobbing along enjoying the wind and the air... until he notices all the waves in front of him crashing against the shore. "My God, that's terrible," said the little wave. "Look what's going to happen to me!" Then along comes another wave and notices the little wave looking grim. He asks, " Why do you look so sad?" The little wave say, "You don't understand! We're all going to crash! All of us waves are going to be nothing! Isn't it terrible?" "The second wave says, "No, you don't understand. You're not a wave, you're part of the ocean." ... Yesterday I visited a reserve called 'El Chocoyero' where hundreds of green parrots nest. They all come swooping in to this one cliff face in the afternoon. They come in pair by pair. It's loud and beautiful. I'm not sure what that has to do with anything, but I thought I'd share it just the same. If anyone needs a ride or is interested in driving with me to the concert in Spokane from the Portland area on the 15th or 16th let me know. Mare

Marian - 04/04/05 11:09 AM

I've gotten emails from so many people traveling in from out of state & out of town, to get together for the show: I am really excited to see all of you and get to talk & visit & listen to music (there will be wristbands at the show so people can come & go as much as they like!) Try to carpool from central locations, right? (Like Eugene, Portland, Seattle!) Much love,

~Alli - 04/06/05 09:07 AM

CONCERT UPDATE! We'll be having a charity raffle all day long, giving away items & gift certificates in between the music sets! All tickets will be just One Dollar ($1!) and ALL proceeds will add to the charity causes!!

I'm looking for more new items to include in the raffle give away

So if anyone has anything new to donate, or knows stores or venues or whatnot who might donate, please email me! Alli@tripp-russo.com

.. I would also REALLY APPRECIATE people volunteering for helping with door checks/ ticket taking/ putting on wristbands/ selling raffle tickets.. those sorts of efforts. They'll be in off & on basis so everyone who helps out will also be able to enjoy the show: email me your phone number so I can plan to contact you about helping out!!

Super BIG thanks! =) I'll be arriving in Spokane, WA at about noonish on Thursday, April 14th to set up and get all this organized so it runs smoothly & perfectly! Right? Well, nearly perfectly will also do. *grin* I can't wait to see you all & talk and listen to some Great Music, and live life like Pete & Brian would want us to!!

~Alli, Pete's sister - 04/06/05 12:25 PM

As I travel around and see the sights of the world Pete enters my thoughts and sometimes my dreams. I think of how he would enjoy to see these things also. It is always pleasant when this happens and sometimes a little sad. I continue to enjoy this site and hear other peoples thoughts of Pete.

Ahren Zimmerer-Mazza (Chile) - 04/06/05 02:42 PM

I was just re-reading Ahren's post, and thinking of how Pete liked new experiences, and seeing new places.. how he ran back after jumping in the ice at Lake Scandi after a sauna and stuck his head back into the water in that ice hole, after seeing everyone who got into the lake via the icehole, all after him, all dunked their head: not to miss out on the experience, Pete ran back over when the others had gotten out and stuck his head into that ice hole: just like that! To experience it: to do it!!

Then, I remembered saving a turtle at Lake Scandi with Pete.

This happens quite often, but this was prob. the first time Pete & I had bothered to stop the car & get out & pick up a turtle that was being silly & hanging out on the warm pavement of the highway, basking like it was a warm stone (ah, silly turtle).

Well it was a gorgeous painted turtle, and Pete was about, oh I don't know, 7 maybe 8 & he wanted to keep the turtle as a pet, and we had set up a box with grass & stuff to make sure the turtle was good to go & fed and all that (and to admire it) ; and someone in the family explained how turtles actually take a lot of care like any pet, and how it might be kind of boring to care for a turtle, in the long run.

Pete wasn't detered: he didn't think it would be boring at all to have a pet turtle: he thought it would be awesome.

So then someone else chimed in & explained how the turtle would live a better life in the lakes: swimming, basking on rocks (hopefully!) and eatin' good fresh variety of bugs and all that.. just chiling and swiming around and.. the good life, with some risks, sure: but what a life! And that, that swayed Pete.

He totally saw how that good, if mellow, life was what it was all about: swimming in the cool waters, eating the fresh grass, the interesting bugs, and basking on warm rocks (hopefully!) .. so we drove over to the lake nearest to where we had picked it up (we wanted to put it back close to where its family might be: heh heh, us kids.. I wonder if Turtles keep close to families? Hmm)... & Pete let it go right by the edge of the water, and we watched it as it walked off into the water & swam away into the cool depths. It was a good moment. And, with or without risks: I think that turtle had a good life in the lakes of Minnesota.

~Alli - 04/07/05 12:59 AM

Character1: "I guess I'm being kind of passive, just letting it all wash over me..."

Character2: "It's not necessarily passive to not respond verbally, when you communicate, there are so many ways to communicate" - Waking Life (annimated philosophy movie)

I think this is so true; some of the people I know the best, remember the best, who seemed to understand me &/or have a real connection.. were not necessarily very talkative at all, like Pete.. and like many of my friends & family. Thanks for listening: youuuu. heh

Big Hugs,

~Alli - 04/07/05 04:47 PM

I love laughing about the time when Pete, Ben and I were driving south on Polk in Eugene right by Jefferson middle school. There was some little league game happening at the diamond on the corner of Polk and 24th. I think Ben's step sister was playing or something. Anyway, it was the brightest of days, with the deepest blue of summer in the sky and Pete had mentioned that he was going to Papua New Guinea and that if we wanted to come it'd be awesome... At the time we were listening to a tape of mine: Johnny Clegg and Juluka, music my mom really loved that my brothers and I grew up dancing to--kind of obnoxious, pop-y, 80's, dramatic rhythms. (I really do love the music and its message, but you can't help but get really silly listening to some of the songs.) Anyways, only after seeing that Ben and I were being really ridiculous Pete finally said he couldn't take it anymore and ejected the tape... We all laughed about that and then we laughed even more because he really was serious about not being able to take it--it was funny because Pete never condemned with finality anything that could have an ounce of goodness... we were able to laugh at his brief intolerance, recognizing though that at another time he could approach it openly.

Pete Dillon - 04/07/05 08:33 PM

Alli, here're some of my thoughts on being passive, since I think it's quite a deep concept. I also initially found the concept difficult to swallow as well due to connotations of submissiveness and inactivity (which underscores the difficulty of language in simplifying means of communicating). However, I think this idea has more to do with trying to understand situations than judging or criticizing. I have been attached to certain ideas about how things should be like and would tweak things around until I was satisfied, instead of accepting things as they are. I have found that, in situations where I have a differing opinion about something, when I am more passive in my responses to people, they don’t get defensive and end up opening up in a way they otherwise wouldn’t, which brings about more effective learning on both our parts. I think that when things are in balance, then being passive in the sense of not having unrealistic expectations is easy and constructive. But when things are out of order, then passivity could be a self-defense tool and more destructive. If a system is corrupt, then I consider it my responsibility to actively work against such corruption. Back to staking claim to our view as universal, when I asked Pete more about what he meant, he explained he meant more that we shouldn't get so caught up in our way of thinking that we limit ourselves to growing more by realizing that there are different ways of looking at things. So in a certain sense we are being passive by being open to others' ideas and experiences, seeing if something at first seemingly dissimilar is rather just couched in a different language, for example.

Karina - 04/08/05 01:28 PM

Passive as a word, like most words probably has multiple meanings. But we mesh these together in actuality: because it is only one word: thus is must use context to differentiate possible different approaches to one word. so, step beyond that and think of the one whole word: what does it bring to mind?
Passive.. one thinks "non aggressive" and "not active" ; that's where I want to pause. "not active" implies not doing anything = not having affect. I feel and believe this is a huge misnomer. Not taking an action has a huge affect, possibly positive, possibly destructive. Choosing to "not become involved" is a Choice. Not voting has a huge affect; not saving someone from an attacker has a huge affect, not talking about something you experienced can be good or bad (what does that mean, also?) I should say ... it has different positive and negative affects on people: but it does have an affect. So, one can't use "I'm not involved" as an excuse, because everyone is involved, it is just a choice to act or not act (and every circumstance is different: sometimes it is positive or negative to act, or not act.. but I feel actions taken with thought are often the best; but it has to be taken, again within context).
So how is "passive" responses a positive potential? It is the approach the it is not 'inactive' at all: but it is 'non aggresive' and it allows the other parties (be it a circumstance or an individual being interacted with) involved to express themselves more.
I love how you say, Karina, " I think this idea has more to do with trying to understand situations than judging or criticizing." I have thought about this quite a bit lately, too. We do have an "instant response" in our minds to any circumstance: but, we shouldn't feel that we instantly "understand" just because we instantly have some formative thoughts/and 'a' understanding? Rather, just the start of a comprehension.
Taking the time to participate, but not feel obligated to 'lead' or 'to explain' ; just appreciate, listen, comprehend more.. it has such a huge affect.
Whether someone is being aggressive, or positive: letting them continue and evolve their thoughts and/or feelings they are trying to express; to share with you: that is a wonderful experience, and .. it seems to be a pathway to a better, deeper understanding.
But it doesn't necessitate continued 'silence' nor 'inaction' like you stated as well in paraphrasing Pete, "we shouldn't get so caught up in our way of thinking that we limit ourselves to growing more by realizing that there are different ways of looking at things. So in a certain sense we are being passive by being open to others' ideas and experiences."
I think regardless of the word we use, then, the end result is the same: appreciating the complexities of a person, or appreciating the complexities of a situation, and letting it settle over you, and letting the person express themselves on a more intricate level then the simple introduction we usually allow for before we start talking... being a "passive" participant (but a participant nonetheless!) allows for a deeper more meaningful connection: that "openness to others ideas and experiences." That is a wonderful experience, from all perspectives invovled: for the one trying to understand, and the one trying to share. I don't want to make it oversimplified, however. It is a very complex- multi-layered idea, but well worth investigating.

~Alli - 04/09/05 01:05 PM

"I don't usually tattle
but I'll stand up and rattle
know you out of your saddle
as I grab the mic
and fight, cause victory
I know what it's like
maybe you should just take
a hike

If you can't get away fast
enough       you could ride a bike
or maybe you're just a little
tike and should be riding
a trike

a tricycle, you're caught in
the middle of the fickle
this rhyme's worth more than a nickle

I'm gonna tickle you
where it hurts
you should've stayed at home
watching ernie and burt
once you're are here you're
playing in the dirt

Don't get up on the mic
wearing a pink shirt."

-----------------------------

Outside In the Park
During nighttime
What's the language of truth
I don't know, it's must be something
you have to show through
living, and sharing

I wish you could see it by
staring into my eyes,     but
there's a big challenge problem in
telling reality from lies,
when we were kids we
knew what was real.
We kept it heart to
heart from the start.

But what happened,
the world came between us,
no one has seen us
together for a while,
two styles of life
completely different.

Completely separate,
What happened to the
family compassion that I've known so well, what
the hell, where is life?
Where is light? I miss
you, so     ___ if I stay
alive then you'll bring
it come back right...

Someday, somehow we
have to hold more,
cause what other choice
do we have,
       

Inside

Today is the day, just
like every other, so stay awake when its time to,
and do the right thing,
Bring happiness back.

Love everyone around
you and spend time w/ God."

more of Pete Tripp's Lyrics, posted by his sis, Alli - 04/10/05 06:33 PM

I think Pete would be happy: one of the places I feel his presence most intensely is here on this website, a creation at the hands of all who love him... And because, in a way, we all--in the different ways we have known him--retain our parts of Pete within, as an aggregate WE are Pete. So, with a brimming heart, let me wish all of us a wonderful birthday today--a celebration maybe of when we first got to know Pete. And Pete, buddy, wherever you are, Happy Birthday, we miss you... Can't wait to be with all of you this weekend!

Pete Dillon - 04/11/05 07:26 AM

Happy Birthday Pete! I can't believe the time that has passed and I still look at this website everyday and think of you. It is amazing how many people you touched and how real your presence still is to all of us. I find myself reflecting on you and your way of embracing your life as I struggle to make sense of my own sometimes. Today I am back at school after a brief internship and happy to be learning again ... I have been reinspired after working in a physical therapy clinic and have been able to remind myself why it is that I have been studying so hard and running myself to the ground in PT school. Always the student and learner, you have again taught me how lucky we are to be on this Earth, pursuing our dreams and desires, and making the most of the wonderful lives we've been given. Pete, you have given me so much peace and encouragement thank you. I am dissappointed that I cannot make it to your concert but I want to let you know that I will be listening to Little Big Man all day! Happy Birthday Pete. You are always in my heart.

Sarah Durkee - 04/11/05 08:10 AM

Happy Birthday Bro. I love you pete, I hope you're having a swell time on your new adventure. You're in my thoughts & love on all of my adventures, as is my Big bro; so I don't see why you shouldn't stay in my heart & love on all future adventures: you are welcome to check in on me anytime you have, in any way you can. Sending love out to you & all the family, and your wonderful friends on this big day.

I'm so happy you got to spend so much time on this beautiful planet w/me. I'm working on keeping it a beautiful place for everyone & all the kids and plants & animals. Whereever you are: you better not be worrying about all of us!! And If you can have some virtual peppermint tea, some pita & hummus, on me.. okay? I'm baking you a cake you can't eat like I do everyyear. heh. I didn't know if I would and then Aurora put a lemon cake mix into the shopping cart, so heh ; we are. Happy Birthday, Pete! I love you! No matter what changes, that will never change: I love you.

You're wonderful, Pete!

Love, ~Alli - 04/11/05 09:55 AM

How do you celebrate someone's birth without them? I know this day will be especially difficult for you, Mike, Freya, Alli, Todd, and Amie. I have Amie home with me today and we will have a cake in honor of Pete's birthday (not his favorite - Corn bread - another unique Pete thing - but angel food), and remember our time together in Mt. Hood on his birthday last year. I remember baking a cake with Pete when he came to our house in Phoenix. We made German chocolate from scratch. I was making the frosting and asked Pete to do the cake. Pete began an indepth conversation on some topic I can't remember now. He seemed so knowledgeable on just about any subject. I remember thinking how lucky Amie was to have this man in her life and how interesting and engaging he was. In the distraction of our conversation he left out the sugar and was so embarrassed when he found out. The taste was still surprisingly very good and more of a reflection of how Pete lived his life as healthy as possible anyway. The first summer Pete and Amie were apart Pete wrote her a LONG email about his roundabout trip home to Bend via Seattle, Portland, and Eugene. I was able to read it because she checked her email from my office computer at work. It was an unbelievably vivid detail of events that took place that ranged from hysterical to shocking. I remember several, "Oh my goshes and You've got to be kiddings!" Amie then told me he'd fabricated most of it from little incidents that triggered his imagination. I wish I would've printed it. It was a great example of how Pete loved to humor people and "yank their chain" a little. It was a great example of Gonzo journalism. Happy Birthday Pete....

Jean Manos - 04/11/05 10:32 AM

I added artwork Pete admired to the photo gallery ; it's on the 2nd page of albums (art for Pete from us & images Pete collected) ... I can see why Pete admired these artists ( painters & DJ's collective, it seems) at www.hvw8.com so much..

Also, here is a neat electronic music site to check out, I'm sure Pete would've loved it, and I'm sad I didn't get to share it with him, as I discovered its existence just this year.. but Pete's on to less materialistic things now, so perhaps it's okay if I share it with all of you? Thanks for listening to me, and letting me share with all of you. ~Alli

http://www.di.fm/edmguide/edmguide.html

Be sure to check out, if you go there, to CLICK the button " BREAKBEAT" and then on the menu that shows up, choose "TURNTABLISM" ... whoever made this site has a wicked witty tongue with a "way" of describing music which is WONDEROUS, and GOOD. heh heh. Also, many cool examples of all the music types , like turntablism has 4 samples & sites who is being sampled.

If you don't know anything about electronic music, or what Pete did when he was spinning records, this is a chance for you to get to learn about it! It's a fun site, too. heh

Love,

~Alli, as always - 07/29/87 11:13 AM

i was sitting here reading some of these memories of Pete and it made me remember this one week at Shaw Connenction and i had, had a bad day at school so i wasn't in the best of moods. but then i seen pete and for the first time i didn't walk up to him and say hi he walked up to me and started talking to me. we talked about how i could fix the things that were going on in school. when we were sitting down for snack he sat right next to be and we talked for what seemed like hours.He told me that the first thing that gave off that i was in a bad mood is that i was not smiling. i almost always have a smile on my face and i'm constantly joking around but that one day i was not doing any of that until after i sat downand talked to Pete. Thank you Pete for all your advice

jessica - 07/29/00 11:13 AM

Hey Alli, Thanks for sharing the websites with us, they were fun to look at. The Roots just came to my campus & I remembered how excited he was to see them in Spokane. Pete told me to check out the hvw8 website, too, since he thought the street art website was from LA & told me I could get in with a hip hop crowd down here. :) I just wanted to tell you I thought it was awesome that you guys are allocating part of the proceeds to a world child education fund. Pete wrote to me in a letter, "... school is great... it has to be the most construcdtive use of time there is..." In this letter he included a copy of his lecture notes from a lecture he gave on consciousness. When he told me about it, his grasp on the students he lectured to and the material he was presenting on was really insightful. I told him he only took his first step toward professerdom. how he still teaches today. I can send it to you if you like. And staying true to his humble nature, he wrote "It seems like a self-promotional thing to do, but I thought it might be interesting to you." Wish I could be there this weekend.

Karina - 07/29/83 11:13 AM

I'm going to be at the Crosby Student Center from Noon to 6pm today! I would love people to stop by & say 'hi' ; we'll be promoting the show & talking to people. Love,

~Alli - 07/29/34 11:13 AM

I think its really cool that ya'll have gotten this music tribute together. I remember watching DJ Tripp, Pete on that day (spring '02) at MadonnaStock clearly - Pete brought a whole different flava' to the show than any other act that day, kinda like what he did in life every day! Everytime I see a turn-table (even those crappy CD ones) I think of Pete. I just hope someone plays some Bob at the gig and then backs it up with some Tribe Called Quest! Shoot, I might just have to make the drive over for this one! If not, keep the music inside you!

Drew Gran - 07/29/64 11:14 AM

See you at Aki's Annex, 521 W First! If you would like to volunteer to help during the course of the day please see me at the site. Look forward to seeing you all there! If you can't make it, keep all of us in your thoughts as we celebrate Pete's and Brian's lives.

Alli - 04/16/05 08:59 AM

What a wonderful gathering. Thank you everybody. I'm adding photos to the gallery; they are on the third page in their own album.

I'm planning a site revision to make Pete's site more usable, and to add links people have requested, such as donation link to his philosophy scholarship/a link to his papers & writings/ a link to get t-shirts for those who couldn't make it to the show & more of a usable interactive environment for us to Grow Community! Reach out to someone today; and love yourself & your friends & family.

Thank you everybody, it was a beautiful day of Music, wonderful talking, dancing, hugging, and Sushi! Shout Out & Thank you Noel & Aki's Sushi Bar! And to the AMAZING MUSICIANS! Talapia, Little Big Man, E-Lie, 10 Minutes Down & Luster! Pete & Brian would be most pleased, I hope !

Much love,

~Alli - 04/20/05 11:48 AM

Waking Life Music Fest Photos:

http://www.petetripp.com/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=15

~Alli - 04/20/05 02:31 PM

Looks like it was an amazing concert. I truly wish that I could have been there. Music is one of the main things that reminds me of Pete and unfortunately I had a conflict that day. But, I think of him all the time. In fact, I recently went to a Maktub concert in Seattle and Pete was the first person that I wanted to share it with. But, I have to say that recently I have taken up rock climbing and I get the same feeling with that -- that I am sharing it with him. Last Sunday I took my first trip to Vantage and climbed my first 5.10b! I couldn't help but think that Pete had grabbed my hand and pulled me up there. There could have been no other way with the wind blowing like it was! I could just feel him there -- out in nature and doing something fun. Everyday is a new adventure and a new rock to climb as Pete has taught me ...

Sarah Durkee - 04/21/05 03:15 PM

Pete was an inspiration to us all. Ever since I was a little kid I looked up to Pete and all of the great things he accomplished in his life. I was never able to visit with Pete much throughout my life, because we were always so far apart. But I always anticipated hearing from Freya and my family about all of the adventures Pete was undertaking. These adventures of hiking, snowboarding, and traveling always inspired me to get out there and live my life. I would like to thank Pete for this, and say that Pete is the one person I can truthfully say lived their life to the fullest…. I will always remember Pete, especially around this time of the year. Pete and me were always known as the “April babies”, my b-day being on the 16th and his on the 11th(Happy B-day Pete). No matter how old I get I will always think of Pete and the way he touched so many lives. He was a person true to the heart, and I only hope that I can grow up to be a person like Pete was. I miss you dearly Pete…. And I shall live my life to the fullest, just as you…..

Brooks (cousin) - 04/21/05 06:18 PM

I just watched all the extended versions of Lord of the Rings w/ some friends this last Sunday along with some nice breaks for Vegan & nonVegan BBQ & talk, which was a nice thing to do on a weekend.

I Just wanted to share one of the quotes from Lord of the Rings I really loved was, in response to Frodo's grief, and his wish, "I wish that none of this had ever happened..."
Gandolf replies,
"So do all who live to see such times. But it is not for you to decide, it is only for you to choose what you will do with the time you have been given."

I keep reminding myself of that, and it seems so much so that mortality is the waves ebbing on our shore, but it is not the end, but simply a continuation in a new form. We can choose to ignor it, or we can be all too keen to it, loosing site of the here & now. I think to walk along the shore in peace & keen awareness, but active participation, is my ideal & my goal, for now. To just keep walking, and to be aware & participate in the life of the world.

Peace & Love to everyone today & everyday,

~Alli - 07/29/73 11:14 AM

Revel in today; the moments we have are right now. Enjoy them & share them with your loved ones.

Today (this morning):
I see clouds & blossoming trees while driving Aurora to Kindergarten & point them out, and she points out stores.. where she borrows DVD's; I say "Aurora isn't that tree with flowers wonderfuL?!" and she says "Yes, it is!" and I say "It is spring when all the trees are blooming; revel in it."

And she doesn't respond so I say "Revel means to enjoy something very much, it's kind of like, .. rolling around in the enjoyment of it, it is so wonderful." And then she said "Mom, I revel in you."

I was amazed & so, very very happy. I said "I revel in you, too Aurora." (and then I think I started talking about the grammar of the word, heh: "I revel in my time with you; I revel in the joy of being with you." and she said "I revel in playing with you, like this morning, Mom!" - it was nice)

So! ...

Amazing. Really, amazement is everywhere.

~Alli - 04/29/05 08:38 AM

Pete, you continue to inspire me to live every day to the fullest and to deeply love those around me. Thank you for your inspiration, I miss you! Sarah

Sarah Hiel - 05/01/05 12:43 PM

Some Quotes from the film "Waking Life":
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Quiet Woman at Restaurant: When it was over, all I could think about was how this entire notion of oneself, what we are, is just this logical structure, a place to momentarily house all the abstractions. It was a time to become conscious, to give form and coherence to the mystery, and I had been a part of that. It was a gift. Life was raging all around me and every moment was magical. I loved all the people, dealing with all the contradictory impulses - that's what I loved the most, connecting with the people. Looking back, that's all that really mattered.
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Pinball Playing Man: There's only one instant, and it's right now. And it's eternity.
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Guy Forsyth: The trick is to combine your waking rational abilities with the infinite possibilities of your dreams. Because, if you can do that, you can do anything.
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Speed Levitch: Life is a matter of a miracle that is collected over time by moments flabbergasted to be in each others presence.
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Young Girl Playing Paper-Fortunes Game: Dream is destiny.
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Guy Forsyth: The worst mistake that you can make is to think you're alive when really you're asleep in life's waiting room.
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Man on the Train: Hey, are you a dreamer?
Wiley: Yeah.
Man on the Train: I haven't seen too many around lately. Things have been tough lately for dreamers. They say dreaming is dead, no one does it anymore. It's not dead it's just that it's been forgotten, removed from our language. Nobody teaches it so nobody knows it exists. The dreamer is banished to obscurity. Well, I'm trying to change all that, and I hope you are too. By dreaming, every day. Dreaming with our hands and dreaming with our minds. Our planet is facing the greatest problems it's ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don't be bored, this is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive. And things are just starting
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John Christensen: Super perfundo on the early eve of your day.
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Speed Levitch: The ongoing WOW is happening right NOW.

~Alli - 05/03/05 02:49 PM

Pete has been with me today. It's my last day of work here at 3M and soon I'm heading by bicycle through the surreally beautiful American West. People have told me that they're envious and in essence that the quality of life for a working person is less than mine will be... And to be honest I've been thinking that a lot too lately. But one idea i think Pete would appreciate is that our individual quality of life (provided we are clothed, fed, quenched, with relative stability and relatively unoppressed) is most dependent on what we choose. So, bike trip or not, i'll be able to value each day...

Another thing I think Pete would've vibed with was this little message printed out on plain paper and taped by the supply cabinet. It's not any sort of corporate, efficiency-boosting propaganda. I think someone just liked it and put it up there:

Watch your thoughts, they become your words. Watch your words, they become your actions. Watch your actions, they become your character. Watch your character, it becomes your destiny...

I tend to like things like that as long as they're not overly moralizing. I'm sending love out to everyone today.

Pete Dillon - 05/04/05 12:09 PM

It is a beautiful thought: we must realize our thoughts into actions, and vice versa, thoughts and words are our foundation of society.

The quote I got in the mail that made me think of Pete *grin* came from a school girls basketball tryouts flyer ; perhaps these quotes are part of the universal subconscious? Cycling around our culture... (I put it up in my kitchen), so the quote is : "Those on top of the mountain didn't fall there."

...so I'm working at reminding myself, I have to put forth effort if I want to see that gorgeous view at the top of the mountain: That's one thing my brother Pete never hesitated to do: Put forward some effort! He would work so hard at things, and likewise, when someone was doing something difficult, he volunteered to help with enthusiasm.

Sometimes I wondered why Pete worked so hard at things, when he could have done quite well slacking off a bit, but I think now... he truly enjoyed the engagement, and; he certainly befriended & made many joyous memories out of times he put forth an ounce or two of extra effort! Everyone benefits from the guy who hauls in a stack of wood on his backpack to a big camp gathering in an area without wood!! Forethought & Effort, those shall be my mantras for today.

Alli - 05/05/05 09:15 AM

He didn't share it with everyone, but I somehow feel comforted not only that I knew, but also that I felt it too. I was also diagnosed with bipolar as a young person. I don't know what it was about Pete, but when I met him, I figured something was different within the first few conversations. I finally just threw out the idea of bipolarism to test the waters, see his reaction. It didn't surprise me that he shyly confided in me. We were both nervous. Neither of us were door to door advertisers. But sharing and knowing was so unique. When I got incredibly sick and low one year, Pete came to the hospital and we drew together. He was the only one who didn't feel like we were surrounded by crazies. He talked to everyone and after introductions, we sat down and drew with crayons. He apologized for not knowing ahead of time.... (as if he was somehow responsible). I laughed and we continued drawing. He made me this booklet with all these pictures and drawings, and he cut out the boxes of different vitamins and medications to encourage me to live. He wrote : I think there's more to life than we ever understand, but I think the longer we live, the more we learn and the more we have in our heart. I really encourage you to live a long life because by the end of it, you'll be that more more amazed and that much more stoked. He attached: Psalm 23 A psalm of David The Lord is my shephard, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Your friend, Pete

Mar - 05/05/05 12:07 PM

Some mother's days are not like others. For a great many reasons this was one of them, although here in the northwest it was at the very least very beautiful. Looking at all the trees full of new bright leaves reminded me today of a couple of aphorisms. The first is a translation from German/Austrian of the motto of the members of the tree trimmers guilds who are also registered with the Green Party! "TREES ARE THE POEMS THE EARTH SAYS TO THE SUN!" The trimmers hold that as their aesthetic and quality standard for maintaining the health of trees. The second is from my dakota great uncle who told me this when i was a little kid. It took me years to fully understand it. "THE LEAVES OF TREES CARRY THE CONVERSATION BETWEEN THE EARTH AND SKY!"

spyder - 05/08/05 09:00 PM

Hi Mar, Thank you for sharing that. When I kept reading how everyone was touched by Pete's smile, I also kept thinking that it was important to note that it did not always come easy. The fact that he was able to overcome such battles is what made his smile so authentic and meaningful. He really had a heart for those who struggled with mental health issues, and told me that one of the many things he was interested in was trying to prevent teenagers from committing suicide with so many unnecessary deaths from undiagnosed diseases. I remember the 2 common feelings he told me that people with depression experience (and I'm assuming this is the case with bipolar disorder): helplessness and a lack of control. I assured Pete that his experiences could help him better relate & empathize with others, since everyone can relate to these emotions to a certain degree. He agreed, finding a positive result from his struggles. When I asked him how he got out of a rut, one suggestion he told me about was focusing on the little things that we can accomplish in the day and celebrating that, even if it is just doing the laundry. I didn't realize that you can lose your imagination with depression, but he said he still had memories and experimented with different forms of meditation. I like to remember this when I feel overwhelmed or lacking in energy. I would love to hear more of your thoughts as well.

Karina - 05/09/05 04:38 PM

Does anyone know the web address for Brian Brett's memorial site? Alli, thanks for keeping us updated on this. You are amazing. Pete would be so honored that you continue to keep his memory alive in this way. Thank you.

- 05/11/05 05:26 PM

Brian's website:
http://www.allsop.com/brianbrett/

On mother's day I drove up to (Great!)Grandma Alice & (Great!)Grandpa John's cabin to visit with family. On the way up, just as me & the kids were leaving the outskirts of the suburbs of town, a U2 song came on which has a chorus line of "It's ok, it's ok.. it's alright..." ; and I started thinking about how when Pete felt he had let someone down or wasn't meeting the expectations he felt were put out for him, he would call me up sometimes, and it was one of my sisterly rolls, I felt, to help take the pressure off him he put upon himself so much, and the emotions he felt with possibly letting anyone down..., & to tell him "it's ok Pete, it's alright" and generally it's ok to fail sometimes: this happened a lot when he was younger, and less & less as he got older & grew confident of his accomplishments, and moreso, of the positive attributes of trying & failing alongside of potential success. So, the song made me stream tears & I said, as if talking to Pete, imagining how he might feel he has 'let some of us down' by not being here now, but I said "It's ok Pete, it's alright"; and then..just then a giant bird flew over the car, and I thought "Wow, is that an eagle? It's so giant!" (It was up at least 200 feet above, at a total guess, probably more)..then the sun came out from behind the clouds & the tail feathers glowed white & the head glowed white : it was an adult male bald eagle! And, as it turned its head back & forth, looking down, it's head feathers flashed from bright white to dull white, it's tail glowing white & it's body so dark brown, a really unusual mix, really beautiful & amazing. Then he just disappeared, flew off...

Later on in the drive (this is about a 2 1/2 hr drive) I was listening to Garrison Kiellor on "A prairie home companion"and they sing songs & do skits & he did a duet of a song that I would like to share the lyrics, it's called "My Life" by Iris Dement
(or listen here - the song is sung, right after 'the greetings'- which are cute & funny, too.)
My life,
Don’t count for nothing
When I look at this world,
I Feel so small
My life, so many seasons:
A passing September, that no one will recall

But I gave,
Joy to my mother;
And I made,
My lover smile;
And I can give comfort to my friends, when they need it
And I can make it seem better, for awhile…

My life, it’s half the way traveled
Yet I have not found my way out of this night,

My life, is tangled in wishes,
And just so many things, that just never turned out right;

But I gave,
Joy to my mother,
I made,
My lover smile,
I can give comfort to my friends when they’re worried,
I can make it seem better, I can make it seem better, I can make it seem better, for awhile

I miss you & love you Pete, and I will never forget. Hey Pete, it's ok. And, we still love you: Always will, bro'!

~Alli - 05/12/05 08:55 AM

For Mother's Day my son gave me the book The Purpose Driven Life. I had heard great things about this book and I was happy that he somehow figured out that it was the book for me.

My tears still flow freely when I have a quiet, reflective moment and think of our loss of Pete, but my heart aches a little less after reading the chapter "Made to Last Forever". I found comfort in the way the author, Rick Warren, explains how "there is more to life than here and now", even quoting Abraham Lincoln who said "Surely God would not have created such a being as man to exist only for a day! No, no, man was made for immortality".

Another favorite chapter of mine is entitled "What Matters Most" and my favorite thought there is that "how you treated people, not your wealth or accomplishments, is the most enduring impact you can leave on earth". As Mother Teresa said, "It's not what you do, but how much love you put into it that matters". Pete was a loving person whose legacy is everlasting with those who knew him.

Aunt Gayle - 05/15/05 08:41 PM

Pete liked "modest mouse" amongst many MANY other musicians, and they have some awesome lyrics.. this one the lyrics aren't as clever, but to me... it's reassuring, and I think of Pete sitting back in a chair or walking with his casual comfortable walk: the one that could probably go forever the way he paced himself.. and his just FOREVER Positive Optimism, even in the darkest most hopeless hour, he would reach out until he found some hope, and there were most often one of you there: his friends, his family. So love to all of you today, and everyday, and here are some lyrics to hum to;

"Float On" - Modest Mouse

I backed my car into a cop car the other day
Well he just drove off sometimes life's ok
I ran my mouth off a bit too much oh what did I say
Well you just laughed it off it was all ok

And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on any way well

Well, a fake Jamaican took every last dime with that scam
It was worth it just to learn from sleight-of-hand
Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands
Good news will work its way to all them plans
We both got fired on the exactly the same day
Well we'll float on good news is on the way

And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on ok
And we'll all float on alright
Already we'll all float on
Now don't you worry we'll all
float on
Alright already we'll all float on
Alright don't worry
we'll all float on

And we'll all float on
alright
Already we'll all float on
Alright don't worry
even if things end up a bit to heavy
We'll all float on alright
Already we'll all float on
Alright already we'll all float on
Ok
don't worry
we'll all float on Even if things get heavy we'll all float on Alright
already we'll all float on
Don't you worry
we'll all float on
All float on

And I would like to give a shout out to Pete Dillon & Jed who are about to start a bicycle ride through a handful of states (a ride?! A tour, really) this Wednesday (just 2 days, guys!!) .. so they'll be out on bicycles & seeing the ride at ground-level , open air for the next couple months or so.. PeteD is going a month or so longer then Jed: but hey, way to go guys! We'll all be cheering you on, remember to drink your water & don't get over-heated!

So: Go Jed & PeteD! Way to go guys! Hey, everybody, cheer on your buddies, right?! Hooray for ALL YOUR efforts!

~Alli - 05/16/05 08:32 AM

Thanks Alli for being such a great cheerleader. And thank you, Gayle, for the note. I really like that message of Mother Teresa's. I'm enjoying thinking of Pete being a bit in each of us when we're able to cheer for each other and encourage each other in the face of our fears. Freya said it best in Pete's photo with Aurora at the park: 'Pete always praised others' accomplishments.' Truly, it's not about what you do. It's about how much love you put into it.

Pete Dillon - 05/16/05 09:43 AM

http://www.petetripp.com/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=18

I've added photos of some of the memorial sites for Pete & Brian in their own photo album, please do add photos if you travel to these sites: love each other.

Also, Pete Dillon uploaded some more photos to the Waking Life concert folder & added some about the Mayday Parade we had here, so I put them in a 'community' photos folder, all of these are on the 3rd page of albums. I hope this gives people an outlet to share & look forward together, and to help each other through ups & downs.

I have more photos of Pete I'll be uploading as soon as I can scan them, as well; and I do plan to add some of his writing soon. Each day, each step, I'm trying to take my love & lonliness from missing Pete & put it into affirming action, positive sharing... it's tough somedays more then others, but it's what we've got "Life is too short so love the one you got...Love's what I got, don't start a riot... Love's what I got I said remember that" -sublime playin' in my mind; doing some gardening this spring, remembering how Pete was/ moments, like walking along the Mississippi last August in a secluded area designated as a "dog park" ; just lovely & gorgeous quietness, people playing & laughing with their pups or just walking along & enjoying the peace and beauty of the world... /sitting with Pete at the breakfast table ... at the cabin, at my house..& just talking about recent ideas / let the love flow on.

PS; I just realized today is the monthly anniversary of the avalanche, I guess I get kinda moody every 16th; Brian Nolte was telling me he wears a shirt on the 16th, with a patch he made that says "Pete" in the tag-style free-script writing that PeteT admired and used in some of his artwork.. and Brian said he even put the patch on the shirt 'randomly, and kind of crooked, the way Pete used to put patches on his stuff' - So extra love & hugs out to anyone feeling the void today : instead, embrace yourself, your friend if one is near.. take a walk & remember Pete is with us, and always will be, in some way... and I'm sure he would give you a hug and sit down to listen if he could... so feel free I'd say to talk to him, and maybe he'll appreciate it, however he can now, as well. As they say in the movie "I heart hucklebees" ; (paraphrased) "imagine this blanket is the universe: we're all part of the blankie! You, me, your nose, my nose, the eiffel tower..." So; embrace the blankie!! We're all part of this universe. Or, as another character I kinda like would say "It's your destiny! Hug it! Hug your destiny!" (The Tick)

Ok, 'nuf of the big sisterly ramblings.
Peace, and love,

~Alli - 05/16/05 03:35 PM

I remember when Pete was very little (like 2) one of his favorite words was "up!" He would walk up to me & put his arms up to me, outreached, and say "up, up!" .. because he liked to be picked up so much.

I also remember last time Pete was here visiting me, how he found out Uncle John & Anita had a big pile of heavy rocks in the back of their yard partially blocking an alley, and they had to move them. Pete really wanted to go help them move the rocks. I think partially he was looking for a good workout, and partially he wanted to get a chance to workout while visiting & talking.. so this rock moving project gave him the perfect mix of conversation time & heavy lifting/exercise. I was 6 months pregnant at the time, so I took the opportunity to take a quick nap, as I was exhausted, and I awoke to a phone call from Pete saying they were all done moving rocks & he would like to be picked up so we could go hang out. I picked him up & his face was all red from working out in the heat of an August afternoon; but he looked refreshed & happy. Then we gathered up my family (Angelo, & Aurora at the time, since Athena wasn't born yet) and headed over to the Walker Art Center where we were going mini-golfing on their art-mini-golf course at the outdoor Sculpture Garden (anyone in the community could submit ideas & then 9 of them were built into an outdoors mini golf course for the summer only). It was a beautiful day.

I remember how Pete loved reading philosophy & biographies, but never really read fiction books much. How he loved hearing about people, reading about people, but would rather take a walk to the local dog park then read a novel about make-believe worlds. Pete just relished the world around us, it seemed.

Well, I hope you've gotten outside for a walk today: the weather's getting nice in most places, around this time of year. Seems like it might be a good afternoon to get in a walk to the local outdoor park.

~Alli - 05/20/05 12:10 PM

I hope you are having a good Saturday! So, my question for today is, have you helped someone out today?

Big Hugs!

~Alli - 05/21/05 10:25 AM

Lesee; well, Friday I helped a neighbor with their dog/ letting their old pup "Misto" out of the house when they were unable to get home on time.. and Saturday I helped some friends at a garage sale they organized; and Sunday I just spent the day with my kids: which is special to me & them, because I work in an office all week.
I guess it's okay that it is just little things.. it all helps build community.

I remember the first winter we were in our house: my husband helped an elderly neighbor lady who was struggling to dig her car out when he drove by: he just stopped & dug it out for her: like, 6 or 8 months later her husband shows up at our door "I found out where you live: I wanted to give you this traditional Italian cake: I baked it for you when I found out where you are, to thank you for helping my wife when she couldn't get her car dug out of the snow last winter" : people appreciate a real gesture: a sincerity, and a helping hand when you're able. It's amazing how little things can change a life: how we all have memories: and searching them we can find a time when someone: maybe a stranger, or a teacher, or a family member, helped us out in a way that kinda 'opened our eyes' to the possibilties/to hope.

~Alli - 05/23/05 06:09 AM

Just because a room is silent, does not mean it is empty.

I come here everyday, and I guess I post a lot, but I just want to reach out.

It's so good to see other's posts, when it is just me, like now, today:
Bob Dylan's introspective lyrics come to mind:
"You raise up your head
And you ask, is this where it is?
And somebody points to you and says
It’s his
And you say, what’s mine?
And somebody else says, where what is?
And you say, oh my god
Am I here all alone? "
-Ballad of a Thin Man, Bob Dylan

But, Listening to the radio this morning I was reminded of Pete's unrelenting search for meaning & a cause to life, and everyday, when this song came on, it doesn't feel introspective: it feels so much more liberating, and questing/questioning... I want to reach out like this, and dig for fire:

"There is this old woman
She lives down the road
You can often find her
Kneeling inside of her hole
And I often ask her
Are you looking for the mother lode?
Huh?
No.
No my child, this is not my desire
And then she said

I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire
There is this old man
Who spent so much of his life sleeping
That he is able to keep awake for the rest of his years
He resides
On a beach
In a town
Where I am going to live
And I often ask him
Are you looking for the mother lode?
Huh?
No.
No my child, this is not my desire
And then he said
I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire
I’m digging for fire
"
-Dig for Fire, The Pixies

I miss Pete so much, but he sure spent his life well, as best he could. I wonder each day if I am.

~Alli - 05/24/05 10:17 AM

Hey Alli and everyone, I visit here when I get the chance and like that you keep saying what's on your mind... So the other day I was reading and, well, this idea reminded me of some things that you posted, things Pete wrote, and the way he lived...

We are all functioning at a small fraction of our capacity to live fully it its total meaning of loving, caring, creating and adventuring. Consequently the actualizing of our potential can become the most exciting adventure of our lifetime. - Herbert Otto

Peace

Marian - 05/26/05 01:19 PM

some ideas to think about: "Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better than silver or gold."

"Life and Jah are one in the same. Jah is the gift of existence. I am in some way eternal, I will never be duplicated. The sigularity of every man and woman is Jah's gift. What we struggle to make of it is our sole gift to Jah. The process of what that struggle becomes, in time, the Truth."

-Bob Marley

Alli - 05/27/05 03:04 PM

Hello everyone. This weekend I was at the Gorge in George, WA for the Sasquatch Festival. I was thinking a lot about Pete because he would have loved it. Pete was there a few years ago I think for Sasquatch also. Alli posted some lyrics from Modest Mouse earlier, who Pete liked. We were able to see them and a bunch of other original bands that Pete really would have appreciated. I just finished the book, Finding Flow, one that Alli said Pete had read. The author talks a lot about making the most of our time. He explains that we fill our time with a lot of activities that do not challenge us and really don't make us happy. Living with Pete was inspiring because you saw how dedicated he was to not wasting any time. He was always studying, always exercising, always hanging out with friends. I think it is very difficult in our culture to find the balance that Pete did. We are so driven towards working to make money, accumulate stuff, and gain recognition from others. It's difficult to get away from these pressures and really enjoy daily activities and interaction with others. Pete was able to do this and I think we all saw that in him.

Peter Karlin - 07/29/04 11:17 AM

Friends of Pete's, friends of mine, I'm writing from Kanab, Utah, on this bike trip through the southwest. so far so good. this country is beautiful. yesterday we rolled up and I got my first real whiff of sagebrush carried along the wind, the kind that speckles the high desert east of the cascades, the kind that no doubt beautifies mike and freya's backyard, the kind that pete wiped his butt with on that trip we took to the steens mountains. He refused to use toilet paper, wanted to go completely natural, and only switched it up with flat rocks... I'm reading Sophie's World in the evenings. It's kind of your high schooler's introduction to philosophy. I figure, one step at a time, one day at a time. I'll just keep on learning, and hopefully lots of what Pete enjoyed learning, because as we'll all probably agree, his intuition was good when it came to what he yearned to learn. I'm wishing you all a wonderful Memorial Day. I'll say hello to Zion National Park for you this afternoon! Love,

Pete Dillon - 07/29/01 11:17 AM

It's so good to read everyone's thoughts - makes me feel closer to you all. I moved down to Boise temporarily for an internship and it's truly a great, beautiful place. I've discovered so many trails to explore up in the hills - it's been awesome. I think of Pete often when I'm up walking or running in the hills b/c it's so peaceful - all you can hear is the grass blowing in the wind and the birds singing. There are these pretty purple flowers blooming right now. It is sureal - so perfect. I just started reading Ishmael by David Quinn, anyone read it? So far I'm enjoying the read. I hope you are all doing well. Much love

Amy Temes - 07/29/15 11:17 AM

I was thinking this morning again of how I can give back to the community; how I can keep myself motivated to make an effort every day.

Here's an interesting project that then fell out of the free paper I had picked up this morning: It's an effort to ban pesticides: the organization claims pesticides are now banned in over 77 Canadian cities & all of Quebec is banning in 2006. Wow! So, here's a link if you are interested: http://www.whybanpesticides.org/

Thanks for the notes: I would love to have mountains or even hills nearby me to walk up : but Minnesota is pretty flat. Aurora is finishing Kindergarten in a week (!) so then I might be able to start biking to work (we'll see.. it's 10 miles, so I might do a partial commute to a co-worker's house who has also discussed wanting to bike, and see how long that trek takes us each morning/afternoon. With rush hour traffic, it might not add too much time (heh heh)).

In other news, Pete's car still smells slightly of wet dog (Chaco I'm sure) so .. it's a nostalgia affect for me, but I'm certain Pete would grin or laugh outright if he heard about that!

And on the (wondeful) image of my bro laughing at us all right now, here's a link to a random joke generator (*grin*): http://www.randomjoke.com/index.php I choose "1 liners" and got this joke:

Why isn't phonetic spelled the way it sounds? ... then I tried a couple other categories of topics/types of jokes but didn't get through all of them. When I tried 'religious' jokes to make sure it wasn't offensive, I actually got some cute jokes, not sure if they're the norm, but my favorite was this one:

Rev. Warren J. Keating, Pastor of the First Presbyterian Church of Yuma, AZ, says that the best prayer he ever heard was: "Lord, please make me the kind of person my dog thinks I am."

It's kind of a joke, but actually, the best kind: It has the grain of truth to it.

Peace everybody & share your love,

~Alli - 06/01/05 08:31 AM

Aloha everyone

How are all of you??? I hope everyone is doing well. I just wanted to say that each passing day I have a moment that reminds me of Pete in some way or another. Its amazing how just about anything can bring him into my thoughts. Those moments that I have with friends and we are unable to stop laughing or those intelligent conversations. I miss him but it soothes me to read what each of you write. Thank you so much for sharing these thoughts and stories I appreciate it dearly. Oh and I am reading "The soul of Rumi" and its a book of Rumi's poems and it is absolutely amazing I would definitely recommend reading it. Rumi writes that Trust means your willing to risk what you currently have. This is something I am still struggling to accept. I find that we all have a great sense of hesitation and resistance to trusting not only other but ourselves and the vast capabilities of life. One thing I admired about Pete is his trust in Love and human compassion. He was definitely a beautiful soul that has touched so many to strive to unveil the human heart and soul we all possess. Take care!

Oh Pete Dillion rock on - I'm super stoked that you are doing that!!! What an amazing experience!!!

Aloha and A hui hou

Kanakolu - 06/07/05 12:41 PM

There is a 'word of the day' on the web site Pete had set as his homepage is:

The Word of the Day for June 8 is: talisman • \TAL-iss-mun\ Audio icon • noun
*1 : an object held to act as a charm to avert evil and bring good fortune
2 : something producing apparently magical or miraculous effects

So I was thinking about Pete a lot as I arrived at work, as I usually do, thinking about how much his niece’s adored him & how he was so sincere & non-pretentious with them... got out & on the walk into work (large giant parking lot)... Saw a Green Apple 'laffy taffy' wrapper. Mom says Pete liked this candy a bunch because each one comes with a joke inside the wrapper, so I picked up the wrapper to read the joke:

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"What kind of stockings do horticulturists use?"

Garden hose
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Ah, well: I didn't promise a good joke! heh heh, but remember to laugh with each other & be sincere: enjoy the little things today.

By the way, Aurora (Pete’s niece) turns 6 today! =) Happy Birthday Aurora!

Alli - 06/08/05 12:33 PM

i've caught Aurora singing 'three little birds' by Marley a few times in the last week - twice today & yesterday. she does it when she wants someone to calm down (like her baby sister or the cats or sometimes even a grown up, but mostly the former 2)... she's just starts in "don't worry... 'bout a thing.. 'cause every little thing, 'a gonna be okay"..

~alli - 06/09/05 01:50 PM

Aurora spent a lot of time painting yesterday, .. and playing pretend with her toys. I was working at home & while that was nice: being able to be with the kids all day; it was kind of a drag as I had to be busy working & all Aurora wanted me to do all day was paint with her. It also reminds me of how much I'm missing out on each day: how many minutes, hours, days with the kids. I spent the day working, and then helping Ang by designing a cover for this kindergarten graduation dvd he put together w/a friend of his.. then cleaning & working more. Got some book time in w/the kids before bed, and the best part of the day was when I took an hour or two & went out and sat on the front grass in the thick clover, and just was there with the girls: feed Athena her solid food for the day, and helped Aurora fill up a yard pool & she played in the pool, and Athena tried it out. It was just so: real. Sitting in the flowery weeds of the grass & enjoying the warm sun, cold water & the kids: they are so full of joy & optimism. Hope, more then that: they just are thriving in the moment of bliss, it seems. living the now, enjoying the moments: sun warmed grass, puffy clouds, bees & ants & wildflowers.

~alli - 07/29/40 11:18 AM

I miss you, Pete.

~alli - 06/13/05 07:34 AM

I miss him too, Alli... I've been thinking about you guys back in Minnesota and sending my good vibrations your way. So that everyone knows, I got home on Friday after finishing that bike trip. I took a bus from Green River (southern) Utah to Bend. I had a layover in eastern Oregon, which still didn't feel like home, but once I got to Bend, with Mount Washington due west and those typical dry high desert spruces or pines or whatever they are all around, it felt good. And Freya, thank you again for everything. I watched O Brother Where Art Thou Saturday night with my dad. (Freya and I saw some bluegrass music together.)

I'm in Eugene now for the first time since Pete set off on his next journey... He's everywhere I go. I'm sitting here now looking out the front window on the very spot we were new year's day 2004 where we were goofing around in the snow (you might know the photo). Pete loved the Pizza Research Institute. Ahjah Boise was working there Saturday evening, immediately after graduating from the U of O that afternoon. As I rolled into town I came from Springfield and first found myself on Franklin Blvd, where I saw one after another different spots I connect wholly with Pete: Knickerbocker bridge, where he coached my on my first gainer somersault, the path toward the Black Angus, which we'd run all the time for access to the East end of Pre's trail, that curvey neighborhood on the south side of Franklin where I remember we went to a party with Sky and Ben (i think) and it turned out that my dad's car wouldn't start. The battery had died and so we had to push it downhill to get the engine to turn over. There's the Olde Pancake House--the OPH as Pete liked to call it--he used to beam and chuckle as he let you in on a big secret: the OPH serves up the biggest Belgian waffle you've ever seen, like two feet in diameter with sides that they fold up so the barge can carry all the confectioner's cargo you could want. The secret was that it wasn't on the menu; you had to address the server in that tone of familiarity and ask for the '---' i forget what Pete called it... And right down the street from the OPH is Burrito Boy tacqueria. I learned though you've got to have cash to get your PeteT-approved bean and cheese burrito. That's the first thing I wanted to do as I completed this mellow, protracted return home: just a bean and cheese burrito with their green salsa. Maybe even two if I could muster that healthy appetite Pete always took there.

It's good to be back here in Eugene. It feels appropriate for me be able to look all around me and recognize Pete in just about everything and everyone I see. It feels appropriate for me to have that as I continue to grow forward with all of you here, and as I meet new people and am challenged and delighted by them... It feels appropriate, like Pete would approve, to be constructive in my thoughts and actions, and to see that I invest in the those relationships that in the end will mark my existence.

With that in mind, let me send out a big HUG to all of you!

Pete Dillon - 06/13/05 10:42 AM

Tomorrow I am heading south, to Nevada City, CA to reconnect with my roots and farm for the summertime. The seasons and skys make me think and feel Pete near, I find myself smiling at the clouds and envisioning Pete floating along beside me. Driving by the Lidgerwood house conjunctures memories of last summer with Pete. I think he will be happy to see me sweating and putting my hands in the Earth. It's good to be moving through space... Peace to you all!

lexi - 06/13/05 11:46 AM

I went to see the new Star Wars a week ago, I especially like Yoda. Yoda has many good things to say about letting go and about joining the force...hehe it made me feel good about life...and learning to let go of things that i fear of losing ooh.. I then emailed spyder and he wrote: ooohoh sweet... letting go is also part of acknowledging that you never possessed something in the first place... what makes something powerful and enriching is the relationship of spirit and spirit is like the universe and energy... it is always there waiting at the edges of awareness.... it just is!

lexi - 06/13/05 12:21 PM

I got this is the mail from Mom today, it cheered me up some, so I want to share it. She said Pete had recommended it to a friend:

A selection from Thomas Merton's The Way of Chuang Tzu

AUTUMN FLOODS

The autumn floods had come. Thousands of wild torrents poured furiously into the Yellow River. It surged and flooded its banks until, looking across, you could not tell an ox from a horse on the other side. Then the River God laughed, delighted to think that all the beauty in the world had fallen into his keeping. So downstream he swung, until he came to the Ocean. There he looked out over the waves, toward the empty horizon in the east and his face fell. Gazing out at the far horizon he came to his senses and murmured to the Ocean God: "Well, the proverb is right. He who has got himself a hundred ideas thinks he knows more than anybody else. Such a one am I. Only now do I see what they mean by EXPANSE!"

.                               .               .                              .               .
The Ocean God replied:
"Can you talk about the sea
To a frog in a well?
Can you talk about ice
To dragonflies?
Can you talk about the way of Life
To doctor of philosophy?

"Of all the waters in the world
The Ocean is greatest.
All the rivers pour into it
Day and night;

It is never filled.
It gives back its waters
Day and night;

It is never emptied.
In dry seasons
It is not lowered.
In floodtime
It does not rise.
Greater than all other waters!
There is no measure to tell
How much greater!
But am I proud of it?
What am I under heaven?
What am I without Yang and Yin?
compared with the sky
I am a little rock,
A scrub oak
On the mountain side:
Shall I act
As if I were something?"

Of all the beings that exist (and there are millions), man is only one. Among all the millions of men that live on earth, the civilized people that live by farming are only a small proportion. Smaller still the number of those who having office or fortune, travel by carriage or by boat. And of all these, one man in his carriage is nothing more than the tip of a hair on a horse's flank. Why, then, all the fuss about great men and great offices? Why all the disputations of scholars? Why all the wrangling of politicians?

There are not fixed limits
Time does not stand still.
Nothing endures,
Nothing is final.

You cannot lay hold
Of the end or the beginning.
He who is wise sees near and far
As the same,
Does not despise the small
Or value the great:
Where all standards differ
How can you compare?
With one glance
He takes in past and present,
Without sorrow for the past
Or impatience with the present.
All is in movement.
He has experience
Of fullness and emptiness.
He does not rejoice in success
Or lament in failure
The game is never over
Birth and death are even
The terms are not final.

~Alli - 06/14/05 01:29 PM

There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is though everything is a miracle. - Albert Einstein

Trying to appreciate every little thing..

~Alli - 06/15/05 02:12 PM

Went to the park with the kids after work yesterday. The weather was nice & it was nice to get outside & play with the girls. Also, it feels good to get a bit more exercise in my day. It's tough in someways, going to the park by our house, cause that's the last place we hung out w/Pete before taking him to the airport on his last visit to see us. I mean, I talked with him on the phone a lot after that, but it's hard to think he won't get to play with the girls again here, to share hugs & laughter & talk about life. I guess I shouldn't get to thinking that way. Athena (the baby, 6 months old now!) really liked the way this one slide looked, as it twists around as it comes down.. so we sat there awhile, and she was grinning about it (I have a pic. uploaded here of Pete at the base of this same slide); and Aurora played with the digging devices a bit, as someone had dug a giant hole in the ground prior to our getting there.. so we took these pieces of wood some other kids had obviously collected (and left on one of the climbing gyms) and Aurora took many of them over to the hole & we worked on burying them as "treasure" which she wanted to then re-find, with the digger. No kids at the playground when we were there, but tons of adults (playing basketball, walking & playing tennis). Working in an office is an infringement on my afternoons; but I just have to allow myself to really get out & enjoy the time I have outside after work. The kids really enjoyed it, and I can't see why I couldn't make it something we do many days a week after work, especially with the sun being out until at least 9pm these days!

~Alli - 06/17/05 12:19 PM

Big storm here today, the sky went black as night at about 1:30 in the afternoon, then neon green hue of a close tornado, and lots of thunder (which is what I can hear from my desk)... it reminded me of Arizona, and how Pete was afraid of thunder when we first moved there. I soothed him by explaining the clouds were just bumping together, and not to worry "Why do they make such a LOUD sound?" Pete asked so innocently.. and I thought, and grinned, and said that's just the clouds being poliet: they are saying (and I would drop to a Very Low voice), "EXCUSE MEEee", "PARDON ME" to each other. You would want someone to say something if they crashed into you, wouldn't you? =-- and Pete smiled & proceeded to come running up & crash into me saying (in a Very Low voice) "EXCUSE MEEE, PARDON MEEE" all afternoon.. and for many many storms after that.

Ah, I love how Pete lived with such innocent joy & appreciation. I miss you, pETE!!!

And for anyone coming here, ... I'm sorry I haven't posted Pete's writings yet, and if you are looking for them, I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN~~ !! I will be posting them! , or gotten the recording from the Waking Life Concert: I have been trying to acquire the recording for everyone; and I hope people will keep coming back here, someday I will have these, and Most DEfinately Pete's wonderful writings posted!!! I really will.

I hope you each keep coming back & sharing with each other when you are here.

~alli - 06/20/05 01:29 PM

Today is the summer solstice. It reminds me how time has passed. Thank you all for the sharing and love you have brought to this website. I hope I can soon write to each and all of you. You have been incredibly important to Mike and I. Pete lives on through us now. We need to share what he shared with us with as many others as possible. Life is about sharing and, above all, it's about loving every one that comes into our path. Peace be with you!

freya/mom - 07/29/20 11:19 AM

What a beautiful full moon on this summer solstice! Last night it was balanced on the horizontal angle of a building as I left the ceramics studio. Warm and muted--it had the color of mottled beeswax. Pete absolutely lives on through all of us. Not a day passes that I don't think of Pete several times. I find myself missing him more rather than less. As summer approached and came, I found myself thinking about him coming to visit last summer and anticipating his visit again, anticipating his presence amongst us. It still brings me to tears! I just want to be with him and have him with us. It's just not fair that he is gone. I don't understand why he had to leave us. I long for him to come back to us, but I know and believe he is with us all the time because I can feel his profound love and deep wisdom. I love you all so much. I love you Pete. Please help us to understand.

Anita Wallace - 07/29/11 11:19 AM

Starwars in an organic nutshell...

*grin* http://www.storewars.org/flash/index.html

[I highly recommend you choose the high-speed version to play; it's a much larger image & smoother video]

~Alli - 06/27/05 06:29 PM

"The best man is like water.
Water is good; it benefits all things and does not compete with them.
It dwells in lowly places that all disdain.
This is why it is so near to Tao."
Lao-tzu, The Way of Lao-tzu

And also:

"To be worn out is to be renewed."
Lao-tzu, The Way of Lao-tzu

~Alli - 06/28/05 11:25 AM

As I sat here reading in my mind the words I wanted to share started to form.

The words came from a song by The Orb, (click here to listen to the song) I just realized how well they fit what I wanted to say.

Perpetual Dawn, Infinite Sunrise.

I had my own little moment, and was going to just let it be at that and wondered to myself if I should really share. That would have just been that - but as I debated internally I asked what would Pete think, and I got the reply in his voice, "Yeah Ang, I think it's great." And honestly that was all I needed to shake indecision and act upon my thoughts.

Yeah, Pete, I agree,

You are a Perpetual Dawn, an Infinite Sunrise.

All of our lives stand on the cusp of eternity, all destinies are intertwined.

Angelo Tripp-Russo - 06/29/05 12:33 AM

Pete was so gentle, generous, unselfish, loyal & loving with the people in his life. I miss his candor, and his laugh.. but I can still hear it! what a joy it is that he has left me this beautiful laugh I can hear when I think of him.

I am, each day, respectful & appreciative of the love and sincerity I had from Pete.. I remember phone calls "I feel I am talking too much! So you talk!" ... "No I love to listen to you, you talk!" "Your turn (laugh)" "Oh, ok Allie (laughter)" .. it was always full of laughter, our conversations. Peace out to you, Bro.

Love, ~Alli - 06/30/05 07:04 AM

I hope everyone had a good Fourth of July. Aurora & Athena & I went to Great Grandma Alice & Great Grandpa John's cabin & got to spend some nice time with them on Saturday, and visit with much of the family on Sunday to picnics, swimming, saunas & canoing.

Athena tried out chewing on a juicy nectarine today & she was +quite thrilled!+ She just wiggled with the excitement & joy of it.

I guess even the littlest things, like a fresh juicy fruit can be a world of wonder & excitment. To Athena (7 months old now) it is a new & exciting adventure. I guess it's perspective.

Much Love,

~Alli - 07/05/05 05:58 PM

I've been thinking about Pete Karlin & Laura Caldwell today as today was the date of their planned wedding!!

I hope the wedding and events went beautifully and that it was a joyous & happy celebration!

Congratulations & Much Love.. and Hugs, too! Here's to thinking about you, love, life, and being there in mind & spirit. Enjoy, listen, give, and compromise: love is worth much time and caring. Sometimes it seems something will be a big challenge, but then it ends up being the opening of new doors & motivation, and aspiration. So, here's to great & wonderful days. Cheers to the Wedding of close friends!

~Alli - 07/09/05 10:02 PM

I think a lot about Pete & how much I miss him; how much I love him & how he & I had such an instant and strong bond from earliest childhood ( I remember when he was 2 Mom nicknamed me the official translator of "PeteSpeak" because he would talk so fast, and I was the one best at understanding him when he would descant on about life and ideas.. even at 2 he was a keen observer of life), and on through til we were all grown up & still troublemakers ; in our own civil ways. I love you, Pete. Man, I hope the universe works in such a way that we can hang out together again, someday-time, somehow.. I don't claim to have an inkling how this thing works, and everyone who does has been proven wrong one way or another: pieces of truth may filter down through past into us: but how are we to tell ? Ah, well: Pete, you wonderful rascal & devoted loyal lovin' soul bro: I love you.

~Alli - 07/10/05 10:01 PM

I wanted to share this story with you:

I got in the car to head up to the cabin for the 4th of July weekend (a really traditional gathering for our family at that local that goes back for Decades), and I turn on the radio to the local public radio music station (the one that plays everything other then classical, and isn't the news channel, it's pretty cool: here's a link if you want to listen online they do support live stream over the internet, and they play from Reggae to Blues, to Jazz, classic & modern, to recent rock, local & international music, punk, goth, ska, well.. you get the drift) http://minnesota.publicradio.org/radio/services/thecurrent/playlist.php..

So, I turned on the radio...
and the Djsays "and Pete wins the tickets, ..er, actually a Pete won the tickets before this. Hey, huh: all the tickets today have been won by people with the name Pete. I guess if your name is Pete you have an increased chance of winning today." Then he played this song, I don't know the name, but I think he said "Mike Doherty".. and they lyrics I especially noticed & remember were the chorus/refrain. It went like this:

"And his truth is marching on... "
"Don't fear the random fate..."
"but I need you..."
"to sooth this searing pain"

And I couldn't help but stream tears, missing & loving Pete, and believing that his truth is continuing, noticing the potential parallel to religion, and especially how the song seemed to revolve around losing someone, and the chorus surrounded my tears with a lulling lullaby of reassurance, despite how the intense love & missing of someone hurts so much. "Don't fear the random fate... his truth is marching on... don't fear"

And then the next song was all in French (which was Pete's second language, and was noticeble odd, since I've never heard an All French song on this channel really ever. We pulled over a number of times to admire the profuse number of blooming wildflowers & had a good weekend with Grandma Alice, Grandpa John & Uncle John & Anita, Aunt Christy, Cousin Peg & Steve and their kiddos Tennesee & Wren, and Jodi Ritter & Patty Kakak (great Folk Singers: Granary Girls is their group's name, and Joel & Maggie, and some of G&G's other friends, too.. it was very fun, swimming and picnics: but if Pete could look in on our trip, I think maybe he did: it was such an interesting series of words that launched the trip... I guess it is reassuring to feel Pete still in the universe.

Share your love.
Peace,

~Alli - 07/29/48 11:21 AM

Right after I published that comment, the current, which is playing in the background skipped from a 'rock' sound to 2 hip-hop songs which are great:
an awesome rap song by a local pretty unknown group, I think, here listen to the song here!:
I think Pete would've really dug them & their down-to-earth rap lyrics

Mel Gibson and the Pants - 'Crosby Steals Nash and Runs' & then
Public Enemy - 'Fight the Power'

(and as I post this, it has switched back to a more mainstream sound, with a song called 'a little heaven in my hand'by Wheelo & now "fade into you" by Mazzie Star, That's a pretty, pretty song... I want to hold the hand inside you I want to take a breath that’s true I look to you and I see nothing I look to you to see the truth You live your life You go in shadows You’ll come apart and you’ll go black Some kind of night into your darkness Colors your eyes with what’s not there. Fade into you Strange you never knew Fade into you I think it’s strange you never knew A stranger’s light comes on slowly A stranger’s heart without a home You put your hands into your head And then smiles cover your heart" ah well, as Rage Against the machine just sang: "fight the power! most of heros don't appear on stamps!")

~Alli - 07/29/74 11:21 AM

I been on the road now for seven weeks. Not like Pete Dillon, biking across the country and seeing the land as grains of life, but from planes and cars and vans jumping on Tuesdays from festival to festival up and down the West Coast. We stopped over in Eugene for the Oregon Country Faire a couple of weeks ago. It was a special fair for many of us, as we celebrated and honored some of those who had passed along through the dimensional portals along towards samadhi and enlightenment. One of those honored was Luke Scully, whose mother Tangerine and step-mother Nicki led a sacred ritual honoring Luke and Angie with the consecration of a wonderful bench--the Dragon Bench-- in their honor. Luke and Angie disappeared in the Tsunami as they were vacationing in Thailand; another loss in the middle of three gut wrenching weeks in the beginning of winter.

The bench sits as a permanent fixture at the Fair site, filled with art created by the mothers and siblings and friends. I had to sit on it for a bit and think of Pete and Brian and honor them within it. It just felt that it could embrace them, and others. Later, on Sunday afternoon, i moderated a panel discussion on the influence of the hippies on the 21st Century. The panel was composed of some of the original Merry Pranksters, the Diggers, and the last living member of the Family Dog cooperative who was there also to honor the passing of Chet Helms the week before(Mountain Girl/Carolyn Adams board director of the Rex Foundation and other NGO's, who was mother of one of Ken Kesey's children and three of Jerry Garcia's; Nancy Hamrin of Nancy's Yogurt and Springfield Creamery-a CA girl who followed the pranksters back up to Oregon; Nicki Scully of Shamanic Journeys and Alchemal Healing, former wife of Rock Scully of Grateful Dead Productions; Doug Green, an original UC Berkeley Free Speech Movement activist who went on to form the Family Dog and Avalon Productions with Chet and pioneered conflict resolution ombudsmanship as well as Rock Med and other such festival/concert activities; Amigo Cantisano, a world recognized specialist in organic and sustainable agriculture who works now on certifying "organic" water for crop irrigation but began as a chicano hippy kid in the city trying to fit in across the many cultures; and so forth).

During the round of introductory statements, each of the panelists reiterated the heart of hippy philosophy--that we, during those days, found ourselves at the core of understanding complete freedom to be oneself, whilst honoring through love the responsibility for caring and nurturing others. I was looking out across the audience and in the background i could see the bench. I thought of how Pete represented in his life what was best of that hippy spirit too. He embraced that ethic to its core as well. The discussion consumed two full hours of time, with wonderful questions and responses, highlighting contributions as well as the underlying philosophical principles of being "hip" (you can be cool but not hip, you can be hip, which also makes you cool, eh?). Along the way much was said about learning to become all that oneself can create and become, dropping away from those who just conform and live for fashion and fitting in. The discovery of self and creativity and the joy of loving life and being leads to communities of like minded ones who are indeed everywhere.

Well, gotta get back to the work and show and the life of the road, at least for another month or so. If you are out in the Northwest you might want to spend a day at Horning's Hideout over the weekend of August 4-7th. It is our last huge summer camp extravaganza at that site. It is really something special, an event lexi and i always wanted to get Pete to attend, as it represents all that can be possible. I hope you can make it.

Here is the website for it: http://www.peakexperience.cc/

click on upcoming events and wait for the program to run. I am moderating several playshops over the weekend on social and creative activism, and many of my friends and associates are also presenting some amazing interactive playshops leading up to two full audience participation activities following the music Friday and Saturday night.

spyder - 07/23/05 08:44 PM

Alli & Family,

I had something made specially for Pete and for your family in March, and for reasons only he could understand, I had some serious freak issues that didn't allow me to send it to you. Do you have an address that I could send it to? It's not very big and I know he would like you to have it.

On somewhat of a sad, but also curiously stable note, about 3 weeks ago my friend from Reno named Issac Patrick died in a motorcycle accident in North Dakota. Issac loved to go fast and really push the limits. One of his nicknames was the "mountain man," and he was probably the best mountain biker I've ever seen. When he passed and I was at his funeral, I just couldn't help but chuckle in between my tears, knowing that the two of them are probably causing some kind of noise wherever they are. They never met in this life, but oh what great things they are doing now. I love both Issac and Peter and maybe this is a break for both of them to go as fast as they want and as big as they want!!!!

Mar - 07/24/05 10:01 PM

Hi Mar, I think I have your email address & will send you mom & dad's address and mine so you can send what you made to either of us, ok? I'm sure Pete would be exciting to hear you are channeling your emotions into creative endevors: it's tough, but we have to ride the waves of life best we can.

Maybe you can email to be sure I have the right one? You can reach me at: alli (at) tripp-russo (dot) com (writing it this way so less internet-bots snag my email for thier evil spam- *smile* I don't need that stuff) I hope you email me either way!

I am very sorry to hear of your friend Issac / our lives are mysterious journeys. I think more & more these days it's authenticity, enthusiasm & honesty that makes for a good life. Dedication & Loyalty, too: it takes more work to sometimes stick to what we really love, but it's worth it to do so. It makes every day a bit more sincere & real.

Cheers to you, too Spyder! It sounds like you are working with wonderful people! I'll have to visit this bench when I am in Eugene & commune with the people who are still, and who did on their journeys, dedicate loyal effort to doing good & living a balanced life.

Enjoy each day, and when a day is perhaps not enjoyable, still try to embrace the hope & remember the perspective of those who love you.

Peace & Love, ~Alli - 07/29/90 11:22 AM

There are robins nesting on our house now. They are set-up on a drain pipe above the garage.

It's encouraging to see new life and growing life. Birds & Animals seem full of so much hope, positive expectations .. I guess when you're waking life is occupied with survival & today, there's less time for moping, moody self-reflection or worrying. I try to look at the robins, the birds, the flowers & engage in today.

Have a good day, ok? Love,

Alli - 07/29/05 07:50 AM

Mar, you & whomever cares to: You can send stuff to me at: Alli Tripp-Russo 6408 Newton Avenue South, Richfield, MN 55423 ; I can route stuff to our mom & dad for you too. ~Alli

Post Script... - 07/29/05 07:51 AM

I think often of talking with Pete, how our discussions, if my phone or real life were full of candor & how our phone calls were inevitable filled with laughter. I miss you Pete. I'm thinking of you when I look at my kids, your neices, and reminding myself that they have all the potential to become a great person, as you did. Much Love,

Your Sis, Alli - 08/04/05 09:41 AM

The summer days are full of distractions and energy. I know you'd be out riding your road bike, going the 70 miles without a thought of the distance. I'm sure your friends all take you along when they get out there, too. You motivate us to just get outside and live! That's what I do when I miss you; getting outside reminds me and fills me with you. God is here, as you are. love you!

mom - 08/04/05 07:40 PM

Hey guys. Hey Pete. I've been feeling uncommonly content lately. This book, Flow, by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi (heh, try saying that five times fast) that you really resonated with, Pete, has brought me fully into myself. Reading it for me is a discovery of parts of myself, so seemingly obvious but never before recognized. I finish a chapter and bask in the sense of wholeness i feel, and i add to it the realization that you too have tasted and savored each of these precise sentences on your own. It makes me feel really close to you, Pete, and to everyone in this shared community, and that including everyone... I met this girl canvassing for Care International in Berkeley on Thursday. She was fifteen minutes from clocking out and it was her second day on the job, with her boss observing her. She wanted to continue talking to me to gain esteem in her bosses eyes, and then she mentioned that she was leaving in an hour to Reggae on the River up in Humboldt county. I remember Pete and Ahjah and Ted too maybe went down there a couple of years ago. They're jamming right now, this minute, Pete: swing by and groove a bit!!!

Pete Dillon - 07/29/69 11:23 AM

Peter Tripp was honest and true to me from the very get go. I only found out about his passing just now. My heart is engrossed with thoughts of Pete right now. He often times enters my mind and teaches me how to be a better person. For the time we shared together, Peter, thank you for teaching me and openning up my ming. You teach my every day of my life and you are so desperately missed. I am only sorry that I am hear too late...Much love to you and your love ones. Family and Pete Dillon you are in My thoughts. Pete Was unstoppable. My heart goes out to you. Sincerel, Adalina Merello

Adalina Merello - 08/12/05 07:56 PM

I have yet to write anything on this website but I read it often. I was a senior when Pete was a freshman at GU. I actually met him skateboarding. Not to many people skateboard at Gonzaga so I was intrigued to learn more about Pete. He was very respectful and I instantly bonded w/ him. We shared a lot of common interest and all my senior friends loved to be in his presence. I went camping a couple of times with Pete up in Oregon after college. The discussions were always interesting and a lot about life. It was great hanging out with Pete he was very open. He never closed his door on you. He always would have me eat at this one place or you gotta check out this cool campsite or you got to listen to this new group. I got to say the things I'll remember most about Pete... food, music, and nature = Life. The guy lived it. Pete I will always respect you and how you brought it all together. Pete you were just a big old blessing to us all! Thanks

Dan Runnalls - 08/13/05 12:03 PM

Hey Pete, family and friends, I think of you everyday, however today was even more special. This morning some friends that were on ski team with Pete in high school and I took a trek up Spencer's Butte to watch the sunrise in Pete's honor. It was really special because we all used to climb that "mountain" with Pete in high school - bright and early, with Pete doing his version of "extreme hiking", jumping 360's off the rocks. I was so glad that we could all be together this morning, to channel our thoughts and messages to Pete - we all felt his presence watching the sun rise over the 3 Sisters in the distance. We read some of Pete's favorite quotes/sayings, shared stories and prayers, shared our appreciation for eachother, and hugged. We also found a great tree on the southern aspect of the Butte where we layed some of Pete's ashes. We love you Pete and think of you everyday. Your attitude and optimism lives on through us. ~Much love~

Amy Temes, Eugene - 08/14/05 10:11 PM

Sounds beautiful, up there on the Butte. Pete would love that you guys are doing this. I bet he could feel the good vibes.
Dan ~ I'm hoping you can teach some of us to surf if we drop into California.

...Heard a beautiful essay on National Public Radio, and one of the sentences that has stuck with me is (paraphrased) "I'm not special. It often just comes down to doing the good thing, or doing nothing. And I am always reminding myself that when it comes down to the choice, as it so often does, of doing the good thing, that will be so important to others & seems to be just an inconvienence to me, and doing nothing.. which is so easy. It's important to go and do the inconvienent thing: the good thing even though harder for me, is the right thing to do."

Aurora & I were watching 'Tarzan' of all things the other day, and he's leaving the jungle, and his ape-mom is very sad, and he says "No matter where I go, you will always be my mother." And she says, "And no matter where you go, you will always be in my heart." And I got all choked up inside because in that moment I was really reminded of my brother Pete and how he was always a part of each of us, no matter where we all were: how he talked so much of being in essence not all in ourselves, but largely in the community of people we love & meet, and interact with. But I didn't say anything, and then Aurora looks over at me and says "That reminds me so much of Uncle Pete! I miss Uncle Pete!" And she launches herself into my lap for a hug with tears running down her face; and eventually pulled herself together & wanted to go outside for awhile.

Love each other & keep in touch. "Wherever 2 of you gather, I will also be there..."

Hugs & Love,

~Alli - 08/16/05 12:58 PM

I love to imagine Pete being like, "Yeah! cool," hearing that the places and quotes and messages we use now to feel his presence are the butte and short clips of authenticity, regardless of the Hollywood source...

I love that Pete's default activity for enjoying time with people was climbing the butte. I don't want to put words in his mouth, but the way I see it is that our culture encourages us to invest our time in many things that it does not equip us for deriving enjoyment from. And in all honesty some of my most enjoyable moments I passed with Pete and others just hiking up the butte and being and talking together. A month ago, it was a gorgeous Eugene day and Pete and I went up the butte together again. I spread some of his ashes on the north side, i think so he could look out over eugene, maybe also because that's where I remember being with him on new year's eve 1999 even though he wasn't There there. Maybe so he can keep us all company whenever we want to watch the fireworks. maybe just because the wind is alive and playful at the top, laughing and joking with us whenever we feel like visiting.

Amy, I think it's really cool that you guys did the same. Pete would appreciate you getting up really early too: carpe diem, hunh?!

Pete Dillon - 08/16/05 03:45 PM

We're going up to the cabin today for a week (Mom & Dad, big bro Todd & Sue & Izzy, and Christy, Johnny & Anita, Peg & Steve & Tennesee & Wren & G.Alice & G. John and lots & lots more people: not sure who all is coming, it's going to be a big family reunion ; and I wish Pete could be here.

I love you bro, and I invite your lovingsoul to come along on my adventures any ol' time, of course! And I'm hoping you can drop in at the cabin to visit in any way you can now, but either way, I just wanted to say 'hey' and I LOVE YOU!

~Alli - 08/21/05 06:00 AM

Pete im almost 16 now man... 10th grade. i wish you were hear to help me out with the tough times im going to face. but i know you will be in heart and i will listen to it miss you man...

Christian Smith - 08/23/05 01:24 AM

i think we should have started this website long before pete's passing....just to honor how special he is and share his goodness with everyone... this shouldn't just be something we do when someone passes....we should be sharing, creating community and loving each other all of time...

- 08/25/05 10:02 AM

definatley.

it's sometimes the little things that matter to someone else in a day. Pete knew we all love him; but it's still so hard to miss him.. remember, community is still all around us,and engage in today & right now.

so be sure to keep loving & tell people what you are thinking: ask the questions you think, share a hug, and do wonderful things together. Now is a wonderful time, and Pete & all his goodness goes on through us & how we embrace the life & love of today, and each other.

alli - 08/28/05 10:07 PM

We gathered as a family, Grandma Alice, Grandpa John, Mom, Dad, Big Brother Todd, Sister-In-law Sue, me, Nieces Aurora, Isabel & Athena, Uncle John, Aunt Anita, and on Sunday we let the wind and earth have some of Pete's ashes to rest on the sunny spot he loved, on the hill over-looking Lake Scandi.

It's a good place: quickest route down to the water is right there, for canoeing, and swimming, saunas & jumping into the hole cut in the ice in winter (pete so loved all these activities) and it's right by the cabin, and the picnic table where we gather for big family meals and talk while watching the lake, and it's where the big green wooden chair sits: where Pete liked to take a book (usually some heafty school book about Philosophy or Chemistry.. but really any book) and he would read there.. ready for action if any one wanted to go canoing or biking or swimming or for a sauna, or needed help cooking, or setting up the table.. .and a comfy quiet spot with a nice breeze, with dappled sun usually coming through the hill of old oak trees, perfect for reading by.

It was a beautiful time with the extended family and the lake was magical in its restfulness & quiet happiness.. as it so often is. A solo loon hung out near the end of our dock for most of the week we were there: I've never seen a loon so close to the cabin: and it stayed for nearly the whole time we did: leaving on Sunday morning; just like us.

We love you Pete. We miss you, and we're sending you love & hugs & soft discussions about politics, community, family and the earth.. over a big bowl of salsa, a good quantity of corn chips, a bowl of bannanas, as much milk as you can drink... we'll be talking late into the night, over the rustling of the mornings newspapers, and in the wind whipping up from the lake as we eat lunch out at the picnic tables: pushed together forever as they are for the big crowds of visitors.. and growing green, brown and yellow lichen as they always have. We're here for you, Pete. Love,

~alli & your big lovin' family - 07/29/63 11:25 AM

Hello guys I live in Portland and happened to come along this website. Thank you for the opportunity to read this. You all are so beautiful I can hear your voice through the words. Its truely been an honor. May your eyes see beauty in everything, may your voice sing songs of light, may your hearts beat steadily, facing the fears with the calmness of night. Peace friends. Thank you again

Ellie - 07/29/24 11:25 AM

Hey Pete, I always loved you. Come to the mountain where we stand above a sea of clouds and sail high. come to the mountain where we hear the symphony of praise from winged musicians. come to the mountain where height is immeasurable: in stillness we feel the earth move beneath our feet. come to the mountain, my friend, where we can close our eyes and see our dreams. come to our mountain, my sweet friend, where together we will speak of all we may become. in those quiet hours when dreams are born and restless visions haze: in that sleepy place i step out and walk through a timeless maze. it's at this place where i see your face: your image lingers there. i walk the places we have walked and remember sweetly where we've talked of princes, kingdoms, pain, thoughts of growing old and wisdom bought at the price of our youth. in those quiet hours i think of you. (maryanne radmacher)

Mar - 09/03/05 11:09 PM

I randomly open to a page of a book to see what wisdom it can lead me to grasp at. Tonight I feel ambitious: I pick up "Self-Reliance & other Essays" by Ralph Waldo Emerson .. which Dad borrowed from me for our last trip to the cabin (I wonder if he had any time to read it?) .. I open to a page & let my eye fall on the most immediate paragraph.

From "The Over-soul" by Emerson

"Ineffable is the union of man and God in every act of the soul. The simplest person, who in his integrity worships God, becomes God; yet for ever and ever the influx of this better and universal self is new and unsearchable. It inspires awe and astonishment. How dear, how soothing to man, arises the idea of God, peopling the lonely place, effacing the scars of our mistakes and disappointments! When we have broken our god of tradition, and ceased from our god of rhetoric, then may God fire the heart with ihs presence. It is the doubling of the heart intself, nay the infinite enlargement of the heart with a power of growth to a new infinity on every side. It inspires in man an infallible trust. He has not the conviction, but the sight, that the best is the true, and may in that thought easily dismiss all particular unceratinties and fears, and adjourn to the sure revelation of time, the solution of his private riddles. He is sure that his welfare is dear to the heart of being. In the presence of law to his mind, he is overflowed with a reliance so universal, that it sweeps away all cherished hopes and the most stable projects of mortal condition in its flood. He believes that he cannot escape from his good. The things that are really for thee gravitate to thee. You are running to seek your friend. Let your feet run, but your mind need not. If you do not find him, will you not acquiesce that it is best you should not find him? for there is a power, which, as it is in you, is in him also, and could therefore very well bring you together, if it were for the best. You are preparing with eagerness to go and render an service to which your talent and your taste invite you, the love of men and the hope of fame. Has it not occurred to you, that you have no right to go, unless you are equally willing to be prevented from going? O, believe, as thou livest, that every sound that is spoken over the round world, which thou oughtest to hear, will vibrate on thine ear! Every proverb, every book, every byword that belongs to thee for aid or comfort, shall surely come home through open or winding passages. Every friend whom not thy fantastic will, but the great and tender heart in thee craveth, shall lock thee in his embrace. and this, because the heart in thee is the heart of all; not a valve, not a wall not an intersection is there anywhere in nature, but one blood rolls uninterruptedly an endless circulation through all men, as the water of the globe is all one sea, and, truly seen, its tide is one."

- Ralph Waldo Emerson, quote from 'The Over-soul'/from Self-Reliance & Other Essays

Yes - a long paragraph! And, me being spiritual but not particularly of traditional religiousness, and a self-declared agnostic, I can not tell you how much this paragraph made me feel raw, and .. good. I can't count how many times Pete talked of many of the ideas illustrated so eloquently here: universal oneness with humanity.. of the good in the self... the need to not fear, and yet to persue goals with full enthusiasm, but not worry... the the heart is not a valve or a wall nor an intersection .. but endless and open circulation through all men.. that .. and the simplest person is as much as God .. and in fact becomes God, "yet for ever and ever the influx of this better and universal self is new and unsearchable. It inspires awe and astonishment."

And also, how did these words come to me? Through time.. though ink, through happenstance. And now they are here for you.. as they may perhaps help you to grasp that link to Pete and Brian, too: they are there. I can hear them laughing.

Posted by Alli - 09/05/05 06:59 PM

Hey Pete, I wanted to let you know Aurora joined her first soccer team. I know you would be thrilled.. how you always were asking her to kick around the ball in the yard. =)

She really loved playing! In fact, she didn't want to take off the shin guards ALL DAY. heh heh, I thought you would find that funny, too, bro. She eventually took them off for her bedtime bath, but.. and you'll laugh at this, too. She put them back on with her pajamas.. and wanted to sleep with them on, explaining how she has soccer practice the next day *(today, now) and so she wanted to wear them "just until practice is done"... "pleeassse".. heh heh. We may have a future soccer player on our hands, now, Pete.

Love you bro! And miss you ..

Love Always,

~Alli - 07/29/29 11:26 AM

That is so great Alli, I can just picture Aurora wearing those shin-guards. How cool that she joined a soccer team! Go Aurora! I am back in Missoula, back in the swing of learning in class (and spending a lot of time inside, sadly), but learning great stuff nonetheless. I really enjoy reading the exerpts you post Alli (and everyone else) - so thought provoking - makes me question myself and at the same time, 'find myself' in the craziness of everyday life. Pete, I think of you all the time and send my love (and hugs) to you and your family. ~Have a great week everyone~

Amy Temes (Eugene/Missoula) - 09/18/05 12:19 PM

ditto. with love,

Pete Dillon - 09/18/05 10:46 PM

I remember Pete well from school and skiing. He was a pal and I miss him. His memorial was inimitable. Wednesday, I lost one of my best friends to Suicide. The pain is so deep. After this experience, I would like to send my dearest and most sincere condolences to Pete's closest friends and family. I saw loss in your eyes in January, but I could never have imagined the heartache. Loss of friends is so hard, but the loss of a soul mate, son, daughter or confidant is beyond words. May the love and care that Pete has for the world bring his family and closest friends together for eternity. -KYLE

Kyle Teater - 09/19/05 02:00 PM

Kyle, I don't have words: I am so sorry, and I wish I could be there to hug you. Please stay close to loved ones, and don't be afraid to cry. I'm sending you LOTS of love.. endless love, and please come to this virtual, but very connected community, anytime! There's a loving community here for you. Please be safe, and know we all have our own journey to take in this life, and I hope you have a close community around you at this terrible time of loss. Your friend will always be a friend to you, and you to them. Do not blame yourself but know it's okay to feel a great well of emotions (sometimes it's a scary deep well, and sometimes it's refreshing.. but right now I can't imagine it, I'm still too adrift myself).

Please be sure you're with loved ones, as sometimes it can seem the whole world has now fallen out from under you: but it has not.. and .. I can't explain it, but I guess when I'm overwhelmed I find just sitting on the grass, feeling the breeze and sun and being quiet helps me feel very close to Pete. I hope maybe this helps you, too.

If you want to share about your friend here, it would be welcome. I'm sending you lots of love & support, I hope you can somehow feel it, and I'm sure Pete is too, Kyle.

"In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in an clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness. Our life is a long and arduous quest after Truth." -Mahatma Gandhi

I hope you can find/hear my support and care in these words. Sometimes words don't mean a lot, and it's feelings that transcend. Here's a quote I got on my coffee cup last week that reminded me of Pete, and it made me feel better. I hope it helps you too:

"The wise healer endures the pain. Cry. Tears bring joy." -Erykah Badu, musician *HUGS & LOVE to you & your friends/ your dear friend's family*

~Alli - 09/20/05 09:56 AM

Thank you so much Alli. A few friends and family gathered when we found out last week. Remembering Pete's site, I suggested we do the same for Ryan. Overnight, we had a site up and running, just like this. Hundreds of people from all over the world have come to share their memories of Ryan. There is a long way to go. So many of us have to get over why Ryan made this decision before we can truly understand that he is gone. Nonetheless, the sight and your words have helped so much. Thank you! KYLE

Kyle Teater - 09/20/05 10:40 PM

I'm so sorry, it is very difficult.. adapting... , I'm glad they & you also have a place to gather & comfort each other.

Much love,

~Alli - 09/21/05 01:56 PM

Kyle, know that so many of us here are present for you and Ryan's family and friends. Wordless, but fiercely present.

Pete Dillon - 07/29/08 11:27 AM

In the dark of night the loneliness sets in. I miss Pete so much. My mind wanders, longing for a way to reconnect. I know that Pete is a part of me, a part of all he touched with his soul and a part of the Love that created us. That Love is indestructible and it will reunite us someday. I hold on to the smiles. I cherish the happy moments. There will be a reunion someday. Look inside to the depths of your imaginings. You will know how great the Mysteries are and Faith will well up and show you a way. Alli's quote from Ghandi is so true. "In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path.."

freya/mom - 07/29/04 11:27 AM

Today, I was calling the crows as I was walking to the library. A murder would come together in one tree and then move to the next as I moved to the next block. I would then stop, wait, listen and call them again. Sometimes they follow me all the way home. Communing with them makes me smile.

I have been spending a lot of time in the GU library, being in the library makes me think of Pete, I know he spent a lot of time here. It was always so fun to run into Pete at the library, because he would be so loud with excitement to see me...hehee...

I send my love to Pete's family and friends. Peace.

lexi - 09/25/05 04:31 PM

Whenever I saw Pete in the library, he was asleep.... It used to make me laugh, and at the same time, I always wished I could find that peace in public places to just put my head down and rest. I think the medication had a lot to do with it. But I was always too stubborn to take it, and maybe it was that which brought us together. He was amazed at my ability not take anything and pretend like everything was okay. And I was amazed at his ability to take the stuff and stay awake enough to get his work done. And neither of us thought it was strange, dangerous, or illegal to crawl under the bridge and sit on the cement pillars. They built posts so you can't get under there anymore Pete. I have to laugh because I know it was because of us. But that was how we were. Call it "imbalance" if you want to, but I think we were perfectly balanced in our longing to touch the world with our own fingertips, rather than with a yard stick. Pete-- I am amazed by you. The light in your eyes and the way your smile made everyone glow. I always loved you and I know you can hear me when I say that you are the reason I believe in magic.

Mar - 09/26/05 12:43 AM

You guys are so wonderful.

I too, talk to the crows, and peer into the cool night reflections, feeling that Pete's somehow out there, looking out for us, from his next high vantage point (he was always drawn to those views, it seemed.. he was such a seeker)
: real life is sometimes the hardest thing to grasp: but it's worth grasping and holding onto, even if it burns at times.. freezes at times: it is real, and we do not seek pain, but dissipate it through honest fascination and 'authentic engagement' as Pete called it sometimes. It's so important, this 'authentic engagement' : it's what makes the world live.

Love to everyone. Pete brought us together, and here we connect and continue the web of a gorgeous vibrant community of belivers, and people who grasp and hold onto life with a vigor and intensity that makes the stars shine. Pete holds us together in many secret ways, his love was so real, I feel like I can sometimes see it, when I stare out into the night, like a spiderweb of shiny shimmery, but invisible in the light or if one were to try and look directly at them.. and they just go .. and go . out; and I know all of you, and more people, are out there on the other ends of these gorgeous shimmery tendrils. This is all real. And you are each real. And I must say again: you are SO Wonderful, each of you has shocked me with the coreness of your sincerity. It's awe inspiring and even moreso: humbling.

I love you, pete. I love you, pete's friends.

~alli - 09/26/05 09:03 PM

Thank you all for you words of wisdom... I posted your thoughts on Ryan's site and I'm sure many will find it helpful. Love - KYLE

Kyle Teater - 09/28/05 11:40 AM

Hey, Peace & Love to everyone.

~Alli - 09/29/05 09:32 PM

Hey Pete, I've been missing you.. a lot. Halloween's comin' up & I know you're always so enthusiastic about your annual Halloween costume & getting out into the nice autumn weather. I'm trying to imagine the kind of Halloween costume you might've come up with this year: you're so creative with such things.

I remember the year we went trick or treating, and at every house when they asked what you were, you had a different witty response for each one. The outfit was less then desireable that year I thought: but you more then made up for it w/your witty ideas .. I think you were dressed in overalls & had red & black on your face, could've been blood, or dirt, or paint; and you were about what, 8 or 9 that year? ... One house "a painter.." and another house "I fell down in the shower".. "a gardener", "a motorcycle racer" ... and so on. (the only one of those that is a direct quote I know for sure, is the 'I feel down in the shower' - man, the look on that ladies' face! You're such a riot, Pete!) *grin* .. and the one year you emailed me that you were going to be "a bird watcher" and you were worried that mom & dad would think you were making fun of them, but you were telling me you actually really thought bird watchers were cool: and that's why you wanted to dress up as that. Heh heh. and, Last year you wore the neon green rain suit w/silver reflective tape on it I got you off ebay 'cause I wanted you to have something for your runs &/or bike rides in the rain or at night.. or , er.. in the rain at night. You sure never let anything talk you out of doing it. Getting out there, and participating. And I know when you were feeling down, you would make yourself get up.. and that's what I'm trying to get myself to do, too.

Love you, Pete! Missing you just tons. Hope you are doing well, wherever you are, bro. Miss you.

PS: Aurora scored a goal in her last soccer game! And, Athena's standing on her own and starting to take steps & babble-talk: yay. Thought you might want to hear how the girls are doin'.

Take care, man.. I totally miss seeing you, bro'.

Love, sis alli - 07/29/37 11:28 AM

"The degree of our enlightenment is the degree of passion that we will have for the whole world." - The Greyston Mandala (Taoism)

- 10/13/05 05:43 PM

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"

That's a quotation from Jack Kerouac. Since I first read this a while ago, the only character it painted for me was the type to zip back and forth across the country, beyond spontaneous, living like an exclamation mark, saying yes to every experience. I think it's a wonderful way to live; it's also a sure way to get really tired, perhaps hooked on a substance or two and get some venereal diseases... That's what I've gathered from Kerouac's quote nearly the whole time since I first heard it.

Just thinking about it tonight, though, I'm really fixed on the word "mad". To me this madness is the label that we put on things out of the ordinary, things that don't fit our common expectations. And this burning, this exploding across the stars, to me tonight seems more just to reflect how the intensity of effort and constant self-fortification in the face of the implacable culture that determines what is and isn't madness.

Even though we've all felt this both since January and before, I HAVE to say it again. In the face of time that tries to diminish this feeling, my madness tonight proclaims that Pete's was another level. Like Ada said, he was unstoppable. Pete burned wildly, fiercely for those things he determined to be good. Work ethic, honest self-reflection, compassion, sincerity and love of life are to me some of the things he burned daily for. Had you asked me in high school what I loved about Pete, I would have only been able to articulate that he was really cool, being overwhelmed by the sense of understatement there. He burned for all those things from as early as I knew him. Even he probably would have found it difficult to say exactly what drove him hard.

I love Kerouac's picture. I love that I can see him painting Pete in those words. In contrast to other characters who might fit--self-absorbed opportunists who too see flaws in the system--Pete in those words comes alive in a way that I rarely thought before: his quietness and the way he listened and thought, those were bold and loud protests against a system that teaches us to behave otherwise. His way seeking a bit of truth and connection with everyone is his unconventional, courageous way of scattering brilliantly across the stars. The intensity and love that he met every singular day with are together bold statements of how he was going to live, whether or not he seemed 'mad'.

Pete Dillon - 07/29/21 11:29 AM

i was going threw my pictures the other night and i found a whole roll of film that i hadn't devloped yet when i turned them in i wasnt sure what would be on them but when i got them back the pictures were of pete and a whole bunch of other guys from shaw connection my 7th grade year. which was a long time ago. i am now in 11th grade. those pictures made me think of how much i miss pete and what he would be doing right now . They also made me think that if it wasn't for him i wold never have seen those pictures. I still to this day have a hard time beliving that pete is gone.

jessica - 10/19/05 09:48 AM

This song makes me think of Pete, he had a liking for really great foods ..... It’s all love . . . I don’t eat no meat, no dairy, no sweets Only ripe vegetables, fresh fruit and whole wheat I’m from the old school, my household smell like soul food, bro Curried falafel, barbecued tofu No fish though, no candy bars, no cigarettes Only ganja and fresh-squeezed juice from oranges Exercising daily to stay healthy And I rarely drink water out the tap, cause it’s filthy Lentil soup is mental fruit And ginger root is good for the yout’ Fresh veg-e-table with the mayatl stew Sweet yam fries with the green calalloo Careful how you season and prepare your foods Cause you don’t wanna lose vitamins and miner-ules And that’s the jewel Life brings life, it’s valuable, so I eat what comes From the ground, it’s natural Let your food be your medicine (uh huh) No excederin (uh uh) Strictly herb, generate in the sun, cause I got melanin And drink water, eight glasses a day Cause that’s what they say They say you are what you eat, so I strive to be healthy My goal in life is not to be rich or wealthy Cause true wealth comes from good health, and wise ways We got to start taking better care of ourselves They say you are what you eat, so I strive to be healthy My goal in life is not to be rich or wealthy Cause true wealth comes from good health, and wise ways We got to start taking better care of ourselves, be Healthy y’all . . . --- Be Heathly by Dead Prez

lexi - 10/21/05 10:10 PM

Just wanted to let people know Peter had a picture in Powder magazine this month.

Tyler Paleck - 10/22/05 03:29 PM

I love you guys. Thanks for writing. That song is awesome, Lex & it's so neat you found those photos Jessica - keep up the good works: it all counts. Thanks for the philosophy Pete D. I miss hearing PETE talk about all this stuff: trying to live right, to cook good foods and live the simple life, to keep to his ethics & spend time with his friends while making his way in the world, and the deep and meaningful ideas & philosophies about life, community, and existence. Thanks for the note Tyler: wow, in Powder? Pete would be _amazed_ that's so cool, I'm going to go look for that tomorrow.

Pete had written a great brief paper on why philosophy wasn't useless, and it was the only document on his desktop. I'm going to see if I can go pull it up right now & post it here for all of you.

Peace out,

~alli - 07/29/31 11:30 AM

Peter Tripp

4/29/04
Seminar Presentation: Philosophy as a Practical Discipline

In his last chapter on “The Value of Philosophy” Bertrand Russell said, “ This view of philosophy appears to result, partly from a wrong conception of the ends of life, partly from a wrong conception of the kind of goods which philosophy strives to achieve” (111).

He also said, “ If the study of philosophy has an value at all for others than students of philsophy, it must be only indirectly, through its effects upon the lives of those who study it. It is in these effects, therefore, if anywhere, that the value of philosophy must be primarily sought” (111).

“. . . and even in the existing world the goods of the mind are at least as important as the goods of the body. It is exclusively among the goods of the mind that the value of philosophy is to be found. . .” (112).

In these claims, Russell is reassessing the meanings attributed to the terms “practical” and “useful”. Many people assign usefulness to that which satisfies material needs, however, upon consideration most people would defend their dignity as civilized people and the meaningfulness of their lives, according to aspects of themselves that are beyond the material realm. There seems to be great value in human existence that can only be described according to thought, feeling, and abstract speculation. Through operation in the realm of abstraction, new dimensions and capabilities of being are accessible. By participation in philosophical inquiry, we create an awareness and appreciation of diverse aspects of our existence such as ethics, aesthetics, epistemology, metaphysics, theology, society. . . that in their development allow for greater human freedom. Indeed, all intellectual disciplines were conceived in theory; since philosophy is the art of theory per se, it is essential in any rational discourse. Philosophy is not only present within the sphere of academia, but is central to all human activities, if not explicitly, then implicitly, because it defines self reflection, constructive dialogue, and exploration in general. Philosophy offers itself as guidance intrinsically in its definition of method. The themes of this theoretical art are contained in all of humanity’s progress; as there is nothing more “useful” than progress itself, I must deem philosophy a practical discipline.

ptripp.doc - saved to his computer desktop - 07/29/41 11:30 AM

I got an email today, from my Lissa Coffey subscription, that was titled "like a bird" ; it read:

“Be like the bird that, passing on her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings.”

-Victor Hugo

We have that same freedom of flight – we can rise above adversity, we can let our spirit carry us through any difficulties. That freedom gives us security, something we can count on.

-Lissa Coffey

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When I was picking up Pete Dillon from the airport, there was a raven flying above the van that was so large, at first I thought it was an egret! Then, after parting ways & heading in to work, I was sad until I saw a gigantic hawk wafting along in the sunshine, and at work, I had this email reminding me of one of the important things Pete Tripp loved to talk about: rising above adversity & keeping a positive outlook on the potentials and living.

Peace & Love,

~alli - 07/29/44 11:30 AM

Happy Halloween,
All Saints Day,
All Souls Day, &
Dia de los Muertos, bro! I love you. Forever, bro! Hope all is well with you, wherever your sweet soul is off to now, and I hope you have a good mix of adventures & relaxation in the afterlife. Missin' you, and .. just wanted to wish you a good Halloween, et all. I know you love this holiday! We do, too. Aurora dressed as a spider queen witch, Athena dressed as a fuzzy green dragon with golden scales, and I went as a pirate, Aargh! *grin* Big HuGS!!

Love,

~Alli & Aurora & Athena! - 11/02/05 05:55 PM

This is an interesting outtake from the 'take action' daily link posted on Daily action link at Care2.com

"TODAY'S ACTION for October 26, 2005
982 Actions Today! (11am)

Care2 Daily Action - Visit WWOZ in New Orleans, Broadcasting in Exile!

For today's daily action, we ask you to learn about a local New Orleans radio station that is determined to rebuild not only its station, but its community and New Orleans' musical soul.

WHY? For 25 years, New Orleans radio station WWOZ - listener-supported, volunteer-operated - has featured jazz, funk, Latin, Afro-Caribbean, Cajun and folk music. But the station's studio, equipment, and priceless collection of records and CDs sustained significant damage during and after Hurricane Katrina.

The station's staff, board and volunteers are scattered throughout the South after evacuating New Orleans, but they are determined to rebuild. WWOZ's website has: a live stream of the shows they are broadcasting; an invaluable collection of relief links for local artists and musicians; a listing of benefit concerts around the world for New Orleans and its musicians; and an email list or people to stay in touch, follow their story, and learn about their programming."

Here's the link: WWOZ Jazz, Funk, Latin, Afro-Caribbean, Cajun & Folk Music Check them out: they're trying to rebuild their station: nothing like music to help rebuild community!

Stream listen to their station if you like: Yeah...
Windows Player stream
MP3 stream

good music! - 11/02/05 07:00 PM

Hey Pete. We're thinking of you tonight. Knowing that the way you most desire us to celebrate you, to memorialize you, and to mourn our world's loss is through our resilience. Through our courage. Through our grace. Through our love. Through those uncommon traits that you worked so hard to develop. You remain my guide. Always. Thank you.

Pete Dillon - 11/06/05 12:18 AM

Don't forget! You can make a change: so get out & take the time to vote tomorrow! (Nov. 8th) & show support for the causes you believe in!

There's an education initiative in my town to vote for (Richfield, MN) ; so believe in yourself & your community & get out to vote! LOVE,

~Alli, Pete's sister, as always - 07/29/58 11:31 AM

Tonight I heard the song "No Woman, No Cry" by the infamous Bob Marley and I immediately thought of Pete. I'm sure he and Bob are having a great time together right now. I was telling my husband tonight how I wish he could've known Pete, for the person he was and who was growing to be. I feel like even though Pete is gone, there are so many things he is still teaching me. I recently moved across the country not knowing anyone here and being without the people who mean the most to me in my life. But in the back of my mind I hear Pete telling me that this is a great learning experience and to embrace what life has to offer. It has taught me to have an open mind and an open heart. It's crazy how little things make me think of him. I was reading Alli's posting about Halloween and it made me think of the year when we were both in the library and Pete was so distracted because he wanted to so badly go out on Halloween. We agreed to go out and 20 minutes later when I met back with him, he was dressed in all black with a little piece of masking tape on his chest that read "Ninja." It was the best costume I had ever seen. Good ol' Pete and his whitty imagination. Talk about one of a kind. Just wanted to share that with you.

Bailie - 11/10/05 11:29 PM

I love planting bulbs at night, just before the first snow. It still feels like an Autumn night; soft wind, warm enough for a hoodie, but with a touch of frost blowing in on the wind in between the rain drops. I get out in the evening, nearly, or just past a full moon tonight, so there's lots of natural light as well.. I never take a flashlight; there's enough in the night lights and moon light to see.

Digging quick almost random holes, dropping in a mixture of whatever I got at the end of season sales this year: quickly breaking up the not-yet frozen, but packed tight mud clods into dirt to surround the bulbs; fill in, pack down. Take that squirrels: there will be a layer of snow when I wake up tomorrow, and it is supposed to snow all day and the next night. I love that: no frustration with mischievious neighbor animals: just me, the night, the wind & rain, and the promise of frost in the air as I plant quickly & without method, plants to nestle down, to hybernate for the cold winter: waiting it out, like me, until spring: growing & learning in the quiet ways of winter. I think they, too, look forward to the insulating snow, and the quiet months of deep thoughts that winter bring, the necessary down time, so they can bloom when it warms again.

Good night, bulbs. See you in the spring. Good night Autumn, I love you. Good night Pete: I love it when you feel close by. I plan to read some more of those books you've recommended this Winter. I think this one is going to be, like a well-worn stone, concerning some extra deep thoughts & necessary growth that only time, slow time rubbing away at me, will teach me; will sooth me. The winter does that: it wears on one hard: rubbing off and smoothing down the rough bits. Letting the bulbs and worms and dirt under the ground stretch and expand, whilst the stones keep listen for the wind, and the rain, and the snow. I hope I can carry on like you would, Pete: like the glowing warm sun of a sunny weekend afternoon: that is how I felt when you were near. Even in winter. Just, you know: wear'n a few extra layers. I think , yes: I'll be wearing a hat much , much more often then I usually do, this winter.

Love & Peace,

Your Sis, ~Alli - 11/14/05 08:49 PM

My memories of Pete are in his early years, when he was born and a toddler in North Bend, then later in Eugene as a young boy. What I remember most vividly is his "everything goes" approach to life. When he was only about 4 or 5 years old, he fearlessly rode his bike down the steep hill on Dogwood, scaring the living daylights out of me! He also somehow had discovered a "secret passage" from upstairs in the house to above the washer and dryer, and was very happy to demonstrate it to anyone who was looking. He was such a lovable and adorable young man, and I wish I hadn't let other circumstances in my somewhat busy life keep me from keeping in closer contact with the Tripp family, as well as others. When Pete was a teenager, I had occasion to speak with him on the phone and he really impressed me with his friendliness and willingness to give his mother the messages, which he did. Two years ago my son, Steve Brilowski, died at the age of 40 of pneumonia. He had been a burned-out pharmacist and had gone back to school to pursue a doctorate in his passion, anthropology. He, too, was cut off from life at the time of his greatest enthusiasm, doing what he avidly believed in. I hope that he and Pete have met in heaven and are having wonderful discussions, as they would have in life. Losing a child is the worst thing that can happen to a person, and it seems we will never completely get over it, but as time goes on, it gets easier to cope with what one can't change. Keeping alive the memories and not forgetting are the best ways to cope, I think. In some strange way, this very terrible event gives us the strength to cope with whatever life throws at us, because nothing can be worse, and we have survived the worse. My husband lost his son in 2002 of cancer, so we both understand fully what Mike & Freya and their family are going through. You are not alone.

When I was reading through the local paper in Eugene on that bad day in January, I saw the headlines, and somehow I knew what the story would unfold, and I wasn't able to read on for a few minutes, thinking that if I didn't read it, I wouldn't know about it. Because of Pete's real sense of adventure and pushing it to the limits, my fears were realized.

Mike, Freya, Todd & Alli--please feel free to e-mail me at any time or call or write. We have moved, and our new address is: 3355 N. Delta Hwy., #162, Eugene OR 97408. Phone 541-345-3922 and e-mail gailandalc@juno.com.

Love and hope to all of you.

Gail (Brilowski) Coleman

Gail Coleman - 11/26/05 11:13 AM

I don't know if I told you guys about one time in high school. One of my favorite things about Pete was his sense of humor, goofy and wholesome and irresistable. He said that we had to bring at least one joke to practice every day. (And there'd be hell to pay if we didn't!) So for about a couple weeks there we were all bringing jokes to practice and goofing around and really the more stupid they were the more we laughed and got a kick out of them! I don't know if you've ever tried to maintain such a rigorous joking schedule, but toward the end there I remember seeing Pete in the library at the computers just before practice. He'd be scrambling on some jokes.com website or something to get some material for practice. He was stressed and serious about it too! So I think one day or another, laughing at the irony, we all kind of came to a concensus that we'd lay to rest the stressful routine.

But Pete was always on. He'd make it to practice having scrambled to pick up some material. But then he'd compose himself with that poorly disguised pre-laugh smirk. perfect delivery. the material: perfectly stupid, perfectly silly, perfectly G-rated.

I like to think that Pete would get a kick out of me drawing deeply from these memories: what i saw then and what i see now so clearly was his mindfulness. even in play he recognized that he could be consistent with his values. whether we say so or not, many jokes are supposed to derive directly from the expense of others even in slight ways. i tend to believe that Pete was uneasy with that, didn't want to taint a pure laugh with things he fundamentally rejected...

there you go, Pete! some critical thinking and deeper analysis for you. nobody needs a degree to be a teacher; thanks for everything, pete.

Pete Dillon - 07/29/16 11:33 AM

Hey Guys! The mountains are full of snow. It's time to go play in all that powder. God will be with you always when you enjoy what God has done. Life is full of Beauty and Joy! here also is God's Peace.

mom - 07/29/77 11:33 AM

Hey guys,

I'm here in Guatemala in the places hit hard by hurricane Stan. Man, so much loss. I talk to Pete all the time about the things I see. He helps me out. I was at this church yesterday and the Mayan people were making sacrifices of candles and rum. Offerings to the four directions. I had a nice talk with Pete there. I guess I just wanted to say that he's still helping me out. Peace and Love to you all.

Marian - 12/03/05 06:57 AM

I was missing Pete so much on my birthday last night: he always called me in the evening: both of my brothers do. But I had gotten a call from Todd, my big brother & I was so missing the other half of my support team: my 2 bro's : and despite my best efforts I was crying a bit as I was approaching St. cloud; and then I noticed a weird thing on the horizon: like tons of spot lights, all pointing up into the sky, and seeming to go to infinity inbetween each other: it was odd, and I thought: what did St.cloud do? Set up spot lights all around the entire parameter of the town?? How odd! I'll have to ask the family about this when I get to their house (*I was driving the kids & me up to our cousin Peggy's son's 5th bday party) - and then I forgot to ask, but the surprise has wisked away my tears. Then.. leaving & driving home at about 10pm (4 hours later) I noticed this same affect: with every single light: and in fact, in continued all the way into the twin cities ( a 1 1/2 hour drive) - every single light was creating a beam, that went strait up into the sky.. it was an affect I've never seen before or ever heard of.

But it looked just like a giant cake of infinite candles: as if the horizon was a birthday cake. I miss you too,Pete. I am in awe and comforted, by these amazing events> Nature, the world, the universe: it's so much bigger then any one of us: but, as you & discussed so many times, Pete: It's also made of each one of us, and we are inevitably, part of each other & everything.

I love you Pete. Thanks for the birthday greeting, if that is what it was. If not, I'll take it as a message from the universe, in the least. It was so amazing.

A friend who lives in the twin cities posted a picture of it; I'll see if I can load it here.

So just imagine that from you to as far as you can see: the camera caught some of them, but the ice crystals or whatever in the air, made every light do this: it was amazing. Especially noticable in the darker areas, like the outrims of the towns or on the highways/in the countryside.

~Alli - 12/04/05 08:50 PM

What a beautiful picture Alli - that is gorgeous. I hope you had a good birthday, I am sending a hug your way. It snowed the most it's ever snowed in Missoula (since I've been here) last week. It's really beautiful and serene. I've been trying to run in the snow the last few days - it's so peaceful and I've been thinking about Pete a lot during that quiet time to myself. I feel his spirit and presence out there - especially when the sky is clear and the stars are out. I hope everyone is doing well. I send my love and hugs to you all.

Amy Temes (Eugene/Missoula) - 12/05/05 07:03 AM

Here's a great quote:

"Where there is love, there is life." Ghandi

Keep that beautiful love going around!

freya - 12/05/05 11:20 AM

Pete-- you always did calm my nerves... I will hold you close as I sprint through this race...

mar - 12/06/05 12:41 PM

I think of Pete a lot too like everyone that comes to this site. Today I was out cruising on Lake Pend Oreille in north Idaho when I really felt Pete's presence. The clouds were hanging really low to the lake and it was dark and gloomy but gradually some light began to shine through. The sun beams began glaring through the clouds like spotlights upside down. I know Pete would have thought it was beautiful too.

Andrew G - 12/11/05 08:32 PM

That's so beautiful Andrew - I'm sure you're right; sometimes when I see just an amazing bit of nature it feels like Pete is right there, hanging out with me & appreciating the realness of the moment.

Thanks. My company sponsors a family for the holidays; getting them gifts when otherwise they wouldn't get any, and the family we got this year is a single mom with 6 sons & 1 daughter - with a 15 year difference between the oldest & the youngest, just like Todd, me & Pete. The son's listed interests like "outdoors" and another "skateboarding & snowboarding & sports" and his twin brother listed simply: "any sports".

I felt Pete was with me helping folks wrap up stuff for the kids, and I brought in an Oakley jacket that was new w/tags in a skateboard style for the one kid who had listed "skateboarding, snowboarding & sports" - it seemed in a way that we had been given that jacket, just so I could pass it along to him. I also got the kids some fun 'gamewright' games like "a moose loose in the house", "ratatatcat" and "slamwich" (where you flip over sandwich shaped cards with toppings like, peanut butter, lettuce, tomatos, jelly & when certain patterns or doubles come up or such you 'slam' the pile with a slap of the hand & try to be the fastest, so you can get the sandwich- and then there are sandwich robbers where you yell "stop thief!" and also "munchers!" who are there to eat the sandwich! *grin* Pete would approve.) -

Hope you all manage to gather with your loved family & friends for the holidays, and share some of the sweetness of each day.

Peace & Love,

~Alli - 07/29/86 11:34 AM

Went & saw "la Befana" with Aurora, Athena, Mom, Dad, Johnny & Anita on Friday - a story done with giant puppets by "the heart of the beast puppet theater" & the kids and everyone had such a wonderful time. I thought about you a lot during that play, Pete - the little old lady travels the world looking for the Holy child; scales mountains, climbs trees, befriends animals and children who have melted weapons down to make instruments, and it's just amazing. She discovers that all children are Holy. It was/is based on an Italian folklore.

Then, tonight we went to see a performance of 'the little prince' where three actors and a few props, and no set besides lights & two holes in the stage floor, before the whole of the story - Athena stayed at home with daddy Angelo for this one & the rest of us went out in sub-zero weather (literally -3 F. before wind chill on the way home) to see this & had a wonderful time. You would've liked both of them, I think. Hope you're doing well wherever you are. Like the little prince, boundaries & journies are mixture of perceptions, reality, and the journey never stops.

Love you Pete. We're enjoying a lot of fresh snow here, which is making the very cold weather much more fun! I'm sending you big hugs.

Love,

your sis, ~Alli - 12/18/05 09:33 PM

I've been thinking a lot abut Pete lately and I wanted to look at some pictures of his mountain adventures, and I was very suprised to see how many people still post on this website. I love it! I hope everyone is having a wonderful Christmas season. The pictures on the site made my day and continue to inspire me to live life the way Pete did, so meaningfully. I've been listening to an artist that I know Pete would have loved. His name is Matisyahu and he is a Hasidic Jew rapper/reggae singer. He sings about faith, peace and love. I think everyone should check him out on www.matisyahu.org. You are all in my thoughts and prayers this season and always. respect and love,

Jon Barber - 12/26/05 11:10 AM

I'll def. check out that music. Thanks for the recommendation & words of encouragement - getting excited about life is something I'm sure Pete approves of - I have to keep looking forward & Pete's ability to climb mountains both figuratively & literally always inspires me.

Love to all of you,

~Alli, Pete's sister - 12/29/05 10:23 AM

Pete subscribed to the word of the day & constantly strove to learn new words. I think he would like this one (but, I suspect he knew this one already! *grin*)

The Word of the Day for December 29 is:

bonhomie • \bah-nuh-MEE\ Audio icon • noun : good-natured easy friendliness

Example sentence: We look forward every year to champagne and eggs benedict, served up with plenty of bonhomie, at our friend's annual New Year's Day brunch.

Did you know? English speakers adapted "bonhomie" from the French "bonhomme," which means "good-natured man" and which is itself a composite of two other French words: "bon," meaning "good," and "homme," meaning "man." That French compound traces to two Latin terms, "bonus" (meaning "good") and "homo" (meaning either "man" or "human being"). English speakers have warmly embraced the French term and its meaning, but we have also anglicized the pronunciation in a way that may make native French speakers cringe. (We hope they will be good-natured about it!) At this festive time of year, "bonhomie" is also sometimes used to mean "an atmosphere of good cheer," so you might say a merry family party has a "holiday bonhomie."

~alli - 12/29/05 08:31 PM

What follows is a note that I received from a friend who recently took his freshman son to Gonzaga. While the note brought new tears it also brought some comfort in knowing that Pete's spirit continues to touch others. - Tom "Please tell your daughter that her boy friend's spirit greatly helped me guide my youngest son when I left him up at Gonzaga that first weekend. My son did not want to stay, and part of me wanted to just cart him home in a vain attempt to capture the young boy who was growing up before my eyes. I went for a walk and sat on the bench that has been built in the memory of the boys who lost their lives. I had no idea of the connection with your daughter. The bench and plague that has been placed to remember the boys helped me realize that the Gonzaga community is one that reaches out and provides support when people most need that support. I also thought that the strength of character of the two boys must have been so exemplary to result in such a bench, in such a beautiful, quiet location. Sitting there, I committed to myself and to my son that I would do my best to get him to experience the caring, warmth and love of Gonzaga. I also thought of their parents (sadly, it did not occur to me to think of a girl friend). I thought of their loss and I figured that they too would sit on that very bench and remember. Your daughter should realize that the love she had (and probably still has) for her boy friend lives on and helps others."

Tom Manos - 01/03/06 10:30 AM

I realize this may be a little late, but wanted to share this wonderful poem that was passed onto me during Christmas. I lost my grandmother in July and I know the holidays are always a tough time for people who miss their loved ones. This poem reassures me that Pete (and my grandma) are in a wonderful place.

My First Christmas in Heaven--Author unknown

I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below
With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow

The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away the tear
For I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear
But the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.

I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring,
For its beyond description, to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart
But I am not so far away, we really aren't apart.

So be hapy for me, dear ones, you know I hold you dear
And be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I sent you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I sent you each a memory of my undying love.

After all, love is a gift more precious than pure gold
It was always most important in the stories Jesus told.

Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do.
For I can't count the blessing or love he has for each of you.

So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear
Remember I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

Bonnie Muir - 07/29/33 11:36 AM

"The time is always right to do what's right," The Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

I was always, and still am, so proud of Pete & all the great stuff he accomplished & was working on... and amazingly still is. He's helping put someone through college now! Isn't that amazing? He never had a lot of money, and he always was striving to do good in the world, be nice, and stay humble & appreciative. He felt guilty about all the good stuff he had, and how blessed his life was. He often spoke of not needing "stuff" and wanting to pass along what he could ... it was like someone at a big dinner table, and he was always consciencious that he wanted to be sure those yummy fresh green beans got to everyone at the table.. as a metaphor, but he really was always aware of that: the sharing, the need to share, and whole-hearted he embraced the sense of community.

Pete told me many times of how he felt our consciousness was not just in our self, but also really truly in those we knew, and in the efforts we set forth: and that that piece of yourself you share with someone: it's their's to keep, and they in exchange have shared a piece of themselves with you. And it goes on like that forever, but it doesn't run out.. in fact it just gets stronger the more you share it. I guess, like love.. it's something he felt you could only Grow by sharing, and he... he taught me a lot. He taught me an intro-course in protein-folding over the dining room table we've shared many wonderful huge family gatherings at, one quiet Saturday morning in August 2004... and he taught me how giving, taking the time to listen, and going out of your way to help someone and do what's right.. can only do everyone a whole lot of good. He encouraged me to make time to do stuff I wanted to do: like, with little kids and a job it's hard for me to exercise, and he encouraged me to do so on my lunch hour, and not to be shy about it: both exercising & taking time for myself, and that's okay. I'm still working on that one. A lot of it I'm still trying to grasp, and a portion of me will simply always miss hugging my bro & mussing up his hair, and our great phone conversations, which consisted of a lot of laughing, mostly, and a hearty filling of good thoughts pondered & shared: ambitions, hopes, worries, and little accomplishments of the day or week. Pete was never one to put down any accomplishment: he really thought it was great & seemed to love to hear about what I thought was "little stuff" - and he laughed, and laughing feels so good to share.

I was thinking today about how Pete loved laughing with me, little Aurora & his friends.. and I thought I could see him laughing and grinning and I _felt_ that certainly, when we laugh, he is laughing with us in true joy to see us. I was crying a bit, too, today.. and Aurora caught me and asked why I was sad, and I say "oh, I just miss Uncle Pete" and she said "I miss Uncle Pete too, and she looked sad, and looked down at the ground, but then she looked up & her cheeks were glowing a bit pink, and she said "But... remember what Pete Dillon said?! He said, when he misses Uncle Pete, he laughs! So we should do that too, we should laugh when we miss Uncle Pete." and through her teary eyes she got a big smile and laughed about the idea of laughing. And then she laughed again at, it seemed, just the laughing although tear-streamed tragic laughter, was a silly and good thing.. and there: there I saw a piece of Pete grinning back at me & laughing at the absurdity and the joy of turning sadness upsidedown on itself.

Thank you, Pete T, for sharing that piece of yourself with Aurora.. and Pete Dillon, so he could share it with Aurora too.. and they, and then little baby Athena started laughing at me.. and when I would try to put her down she would cry, but when I picked her up she would lean over and peak at me and smile - breaking right through the sadness with hope and love. I think maybe, Aurora is sharing that joy with Athena for you, bro. And if we stick together, we're always here for each other. Sadness will come. It's like a wave cresting right now. So, I'm just trying to keep in mind the surfing lessons I saw on 'Buster's Letters' (an public tv cartoon for kids from the popular Arthur series) - Buster travels around learning about different areas as he travels, and in this episode he was watching a family make surf boards, and then he *and the whole tv audience* gets a mini lesson on how to lay, kneel, and then jump up to standing on the board as the wave rises up behind you.. as well as lessons in surf-etiquette, "don't paddle in front of someone else on a wave.. and don't cut across them- respect each other"... and I'm envisioning that big wave that I feel coming this month and I'm trying to keep from dumping before it gets here, honestly. I have little hopes of riding it out.. I'm just hoping to make a good effort to jump up on the board before I total out. Heh. So keep tuned on that one. And love each other: call each other. Email. Write... the community is a good thing, and it helps, even if it seems difficult to reach out - you know then, reach out to the stars and talk to the sky. I do, and I hope Pete hears me. I was watching a crow fly over me on a grey day a week or somthing ago, and it, in my minds eye, turned into a messenger, and each feather was carrying messages from loved ones to people in the spirit world.. invisible messages seemed to suddenly become these vibrant letters of love and hope, and sadness.. and they were winging on up into the sky, where the wind could carry them on.

I love you all.

~Alli - 01/09/06 07:37 PM

Hi i was sitting in my room and just thinking to myself about how much i miss him. Ever sence his passing i have been felling really down. my grades have been dropping and i have not been able to sleep. When i first met pete he was kind of shy but he was the first one to come up to me and start talking to me. i remember i was sitting in a conner not talking to anyone because i was a 7th grader and didn't know anybody. the first thing we talked about is what i wanted to do with my life. i told him i wanted to be on the gonzgas girls basketball team. but now that i hurt my knee i can never play basketball on a team like that. i just keep hearing pete tell me that everything will be alright.now that i can't play basketball i want to be a sports theripist. when i was sitting in my room the other night i found pictures of pete when i first metm him and it just reminded me that i shouldn't hurt myself because wouldn't want me to do that. i just want to thank pete for everything he did for me.

jessica - 01/10/06 01:38 PM

Pete hurt his knee, too Jessica - that's why he switched out of the running program & into biking instead. Pete still loves you & cares about you, and he is def. cheering for you. I think being a physical therapist would be awesome. Amy Temes is doing this I believe, she is on this site sometimes, too. Pete would be devestated if you got hurt, I hope you find more shining stars in your community of people you know. It's tough to not get down and sad, and can be really tough to feel better when sadness hits. I think it does help to know you are loved, and you can really do what you want, you can.. if it's becoming a Doctor, or a therapist, or a teacher. You are loved, and appreciated. I would love to hear about what you're studying in school. Email me if you prefer - alli@tripp-russo.com - I feel close to Pete when I go outside for a walk, or to work in the garden when it's warmer.. right now there's still a lot of snow here in Minnesota, and it's below freezing, so I don't get out too much. But when I do, that crisp snow wind reminds me of Pete, he so much loved being outside: rain or snow or sunshine. Peace & love,

~alli - 01/10/06 05:39 PM

I donated blood today; the first time since I was 17.

Maybe I'll do this every January, as a new tradition. It made me feel a little better, but still sad.

~Alli - 01/12/06 06:22 PM

Apologies for waiting until an anniversary to post something... but then again, timing has its place ;) It's hard to pinpoint how this experience has affected me. I would like to say that I try to live a full life everyday and often the thought of Pete and this whole experience gives me the little nudge necessary to do so. It is something that I think about pretty much daily. Thinking of how Pete lived and how this has affected the worlds of his family and friends and even strangers, really highlights the important ingredients of daily life. Being aware of blessings, using talents, exploring the world - location-wise as well as philosophically, really looking for love in people, catching all the little parts of life that truly mean the most, laughing, movement, and play... these are the important bits. I am forever grateful for being able to be a tiny part of Pete's life and for the chance to be part of all that happened last January. Being present through such a time of sadness, yet appreciation for life and community, is something that will continually shape my life. That's the beauty in the sadness I guess. So thanks again... Pete, and his family and friends for letting me share that with ya'll. Sending my best wishes and care... and my quote of the week...

"One word to you and your children: Stay together, learn the flowers, go light."
- Gary Snyder, Turtle Island

Sarah Garitone - 01/13/06 06:44 AM

Well, the day is coming up im sad but im going t try and be happy because i know that is what pete would have wanted, for everyone to be happy. This year in time that has passed, it is hard to believe it has been a year already, so much has happened that i would have loved to share with him but at the same time i know that as with all of us he IS watching and he already knows...

Chris Smith - 01/13/06 07:05 PM

hey guys. right now i feel both weak and empowered. the two trade off, washing over me forcefully between moments. i'm doing my best to be that bending, resilient reed, gathering strength from my ability to stay rooted in the midst of it all... it's funny. most everything i say and do i feel i must reference my buddy pete. otherwise it's a bit like plagiarism. i don't think he'd mind. i think he'd be proud. flattered. regardless, i give him credit every day. either quietly to myself or by telling all the wonderful people around me about the wonderful thing we all got to experience first-hand. i let them know this, but more importantly i let them know that they're lucky: this thing, pete's existence is greater than this grief. today pete's being overshadows our collective heartache. this is what i tell people in earnest. and i tell them i feel we're all so FORTUNATE that pete's gift is a contagious, loving, earnest approach that we cannot help adopting. whether or not people got to meet him first hand or even know that he was here, they are meeting him, through us.

i was running beneath a fabric of cotton and gold tonight, our sun settling peaceful into the ocean. pete was there too, right in step. it felt effortless. the trail winds quietly up into the hills, sheltered by a broken canopy of eucalyptus. the mud was ankle deep, the thrill, absolute. like that first track season we had together, a meet at Canby, the prerace melody Jimmy Cliff's "I can see clearly", the cooldown one of the seminal instants wherein i knew pete's philosophy was good; his heart was right; his selfless desire, huge; his work ethic, self-empowered, self-directed; his belief that no gratification is too delayed as long as the intentions are honest and the objective, righteous.

thanks pete for teaching me a bit of your flow. love always,

Pete Dillon - 01/13/06 08:54 PM

At this point, as the last full moon of the year of the Rooster passes over our heads, and we engage in rituals of renewal and rededication as is our winter ways, i would like to offer the following link to a site that shows that celebrating and acknowledging the passing of ones so near and dear to us, can have profound and wonderful healing on others who are so in need.

http://www.shamanicjourneys.com/email/thailandgathering.html

A good friend also pointed out in his new year's email that we have rare opprotunities in this life to live each second to its fullest. We all only get so many of them, some more than others, and if we ignore their passing, move too quickly to accomplish trivial tasks without paying attention to the beauty of the world around us, the natural wonders, then we are missing something really important to the well being of our spirits. Lastly, my mentor Albert Hoffman (we also share the same birthday), who turned 100 the other day (he being one who received a great many life seconds), offered these thoughts about perceiving the interrelatedness, the interconnectedness of spirit in nature:

"one of the the biggest problems facing the planet is the awareness is the reality of 'man's oneness with nature and the dangers of an increasing inattention to that fact.'
'It's very, very dangerous to lose contact with living nature," he said, listing to the right in a green armchair that looked out over frost-dusted fields and snow-laced trees. 'In the big cities, there are people who have never seen living nature, all things are products of humans," he said. 'The bigger the town, the less they see and understand nature.' ...his bright eyes flash with the recollection of a mystical experience he had on a forest path The experience left him longing for a similar glimpse of what he calls 'a miraculous, powerful, unfathomable reality'."

spyder - 01/14/06 10:09 AM

I just wanted to send my love to everyone this week. I wish I could be with you all and go out into the forest and hike, or run and swim - just be outside together tomorrow and breathe in the fresh air........to be with Pete together. But then I realized, I can be with all of you and Pete even though I am far away. In my heart I am thinking of you all and remembering what an amazing friend Pete was and will forever be.

Amy Temes - 01/15/06 03:00 PM

I'm missing you Pete.

A group I'm a member of on livejournal just posted this interesting summer event: long distant biking tours across Oregon to promote sustainable energy & learn about all these different communities & areas: it looks wonderful. They're giving away one tour, so I entered, but perhaps others out there have an interesting in participating. I would say it's very worth the time and effort. Pete loved long long bike rides, and, good causes. He lives on in us, and it's okay that we're sad, like a piece of us is far away: 'cuase, it's just with Pete, you know.

Here's the link about the various summer bike tours this group is organizing, they look just wonderful: http://www.portlandpeace.org/tour_routes.shtml/lj

We're forever connected, forever lovin', I feel better knowing Pete brought us all together, and I miss him and his sideways look & grin whole bunches - but he's sending it over in my thoughts and feelings and I hope you all are feeling some Pete's good naturedness close to you, too. Kelly Lynch emailed me & said she's been seeing this car often lately where she lives, that has a bumper sticker in tiny writing it says "thank you Pete" and that's all it says. I think that's awesome. Thanks Pete, you're still making me smile, and I miss you.

your sis, alli - 07/29/73 11:37 AM

Hello; Love you Pete!

Alli - 07/29/89 11:37 AM

Got up this morning at 4:45, put on my my coat and my moccasins and went for a walk in the dark, frigid, Montana morning cold. It had to have been 5 or so degrees. The full moon illuminated the Bridgers and the Spanish Peaks I scooped up a clump of snow and let it melt in the warmth of my hand. I meditated on the frozen harshness of the snow. I kneeled down on the icy cement and prayed. I had conversations with Pete and Brian. I told them what they meant to me, how they changed my life, and how they continue to shape my thoughts. I miss them. Oddly, the dark, cold night comforts me.

jon barber, Bozeman - 07/29/90 11:37 AM

Jon, thanks for the image.

You know I really want to thank Pete today for a lot of things. Like you say, Alli, thanks to Pete for bringing us all together. I want to thank you for the list of books you've left that I've just begun to crack. Your main man Victor Frankl wrote: "It did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life - daily and hourly. Our answer must consist, not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets for each individual."

I find that it's easiest to accomplish something difficult when I've seen someone else be successful. I love this approach, as hard as it might be, so thanks for being such a great role model, pete.

Everyone, have a wonderful Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. With love,

Pete Dillon, Berkeley - 07/29/49 11:37 AM

Pete & Brian were living life in the real: authentically. I try every day to do more that is involved in living and reach out: touch the sand. Walk the distance. Listen.

I found this site today & the intro music is just gorgeous & the information on totem poles is also really interesting, and the photos are ; wow. Thought some of you might enjoy a browse: http://users.imag.net/~sry.jkramer/nativetotems/default.html

Peace, Love, and Authentica Vida. Que Perfecto, la vida de amor y como se dice ; 'the endless search'

~alli - 07/29/23 11:37 AM

We hear and see you, Pete, in everything we do. When driving back from the cabin this weekend (between Brooten and Belgrade in Minnesota) Johnnie spotted an animal meandering across the corn field in the distance. At first he thought it was a deer, and then he thought it might be a dog. But as we approached and got much closer we saw clearly it was a coyote. We pulled the car over to the shoulder and gazed upon it. Sensing us, it turned and stopped. It sat looking at us for a long while and we looked back. Surely it is a sign, a message from Pete.

Let us join hands together throughout the cosmos with Pete and all who love him...

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, to discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and to be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion. Walden or Life in the Woods, - Henry David Thoreau (1817 – 1862)

Anita Wallace - 07/29/06 11:37 AM

Aurora (one of Pete's 3 nieces) & I were talking about the anniversary of the avalanche yesterday, and we both started to tear up.. and she reminded me of how we're supposed to laugh aloud when we really miss Pete, and she tried to but it was half-hearted, and I said "I want to laugh, too, I think Pete would want us to laugh aloud, but sometimes it can be really hard to do, it seems, doesn't it?" and she was nodding as we walked across the snow towards Pete's blue subie, and then the distance to the rest of the car was sheer ice, and we were slipping and slipping, and we both looked just like cartoons who had slipped on a planted bannana! and as we both started sliding and our feet were slipping we started laughing and giggling at our efforts to stay afoot; and finally we just managed to slide into Pete's parked car so we could get in, and as we were now both besides ourselves with laughter, from the silliness and slipperyness of the ground and trying to stay standing up, and I said "I think maybe Pete made that ice _extra slippery_ so we would end up laughing our way to the his car! What do you think Aurora?" and she agreed, nodding and still smiling about the silly slippery ice-walk. We got into the car & when we turned on the radio, the song "Float On" by Modest Mouse was the first to play, and in fact just starting up as if it were perfect timing. And I said "ohhey, Pete liked this song Aurora" and as we bopped along to the upbeat melody & hopeful message Aurora declared "I think maybe Pete wanted us to hear that song right now, too.. do you think he put it on the radio?" and I said "I don't know, I think it's def. a song he would like us to hear - I like it, do you?" and she smiled and said enthusiastically "Yes!"

Aurora and Alli - 07/29/32 11:37 AM

The day I heard about Pete I remember wandering through the evening. The snowflakes were huge. I picked up an album at random: The Meditations, Deeper Roots. I could see Pete doing the same thing. I remember one moment our senior year as Pete was driving off south on Paterson from the high school parking lot. We'd all said goodbye and then we looked over and Pete's ears were stuffed beneath headphones... I can remember how much of a kick we got out of it, like: "pete, buddy, don't you have some speakers in your car?" and, you know, it's like illegal, right? but i think the next time we saw him we laid in a bit... and somehow it felt soothing that first night last january, drunk with music engulfing me, these sweet, powerful, heartbreaking melodies turned up loud. just that and the big soft flakes. i didn't care whether pete had heard the album or not. it was the sort of experience that he's a part of for me by default. the beauty of reggae music--which pete introduced to me--is that it is so often strong, optimistic, honest, inward looking, and intended to address our deepest fears and ugliest selves. it's just like pete wrote, that in the development of the diverse aspects of our existence such as ethics, aesthetics, epistemology, metaphysics, theology, society we allow for greater human freedom. i don't know whether pete was thinking that the message in some reggae music is a tool for working toward this freedom. whatever the case, it certainly is for me. and this album in particular has been both empowering and a return to those first shocking moments of agony. in particular, i resonated with "Turn me loose", "Running from Jamaica", "Miracles", "No Peace" and "Babylon trap them". I can't understand all of the lyrics. "Turn me loose" dissolves your ability to hold back tears. It also dissolves your ability to dwell solely on the tragic. It's comforting, this thought of Pete, turned loose, set free, gliding around the moon, transcending the ugly things. I urge you to discover "No Peace". It's heartbreaking. It feels appropriate. Turn up the bass, wash yourself in the horns, let the one-drop weaken your knees. Pete's in there. He's so many places.

Pete Dillon - 01/18/06 06:14 PM

Sorry the site has been down for a few days. I've appreciated your emails & inquiries about it.

I'm always excited to hear from any & all of you. I'm wishing you the best everyday, and a nice crisp breeze and a good adventure on the horizon in front of you.

With Love,

~Alli, Pete's sis - 01/25/06 12:56 PM

So the last time Pete and I met up was May 2004, right after graduation. I swept through Spokane for the weekend, got to see his place, 1311 Lidgerwood, just like he used to say in the message. I got to meet Amie. The Friday evening was rainy, great for indoor eats. I remember thinking how cool it was to be driving around in his old Subaru, the way this place foreign to me was then home and familiar to Pete, the navigating unconscious.

The food was great, Amie. I forget what you guys got. I forget the name of the place. Vivid, though, is how pumped Pete was about the black bean burger. I had to have it, he said. And I remember how funny and sweet and wonderful it was to watch you guys interact, the warm volleying back and forth, the way you were able to keep him on the defensive, both laughing... it makes me smile right now thinking of it.

We watched movies both nights. And we baked cookies. Chocolate chip, with ice cream squeezed in the middle of two... We watched Best in Show and I forget what the other one was... And pete took me frisbee golfing by the river. Nearly lost both our discs in the Spokane. The whole weekend it drizzled softly like winter in Eugene... We sat for a long time Saturday just catching up. The way he spoke about the philosophy he was developing/adopting and what he wanted to study in the next couple of years and how he hoped either to teach or to be counselor or in some capacity be involved with human development--it was all pretty cool. I was struck, I remember, by how much momentum and determination he had behind these ideas, behind this long-term life objective. That was new. There was a point when he was like, "just let me know if i'm talking too much philosophy." i remember how cool and atypical it was that he'd lost himself in what he was saying, a monologue really.

I remember Pete and Ahjah going down to Reggae on the River one summer. They really enjoyed it, I think. I've never been but I think I'd like to go this year. Anyone want to go? It's August 4-6, Piercy, CA (www.reggaeontheriver.com). Warm regards to everyone,

Pete Dillon - 07/29/82 11:39 AM

Because of Pete we will try harder to do more. I'm off to Honduras to help a medical team in rural Yocon. We can all try a little harder to help the poor and struggling of the world. Thanks Pete for being such a motivator! I recently read: "every moment is part of eternity". Let's live and love!

freya - 07/29/67 11:39 AM

Lately, I've been telling myself "each day is a gift".. the worse I feel, the better saying that makes me feel. I usually feel like Pete's grinning at me, or even giving me an enthusiatic Pete-Hug when I say that; It's like he's so proud when i'm able to turn-it-around.. even a little; even from just black to dark grey. I like dark grey: it's like a good rain.

there's this poem from a kids book I love about rain: I'll have to go find it & post it here later.

i'm really into the idea of the August Reggae on the River & I think the girls would love it too, Mom; you wanna go w/me? Dad? I was planning to get out to Oregon somepoint, sometime this summer: maybe that's the time to go, we can tool down to the river concert & do .. well, whatever drifts our way. It sounds nice - and sunny; and joyous. I need some more of that stuff in my future.

Missin' you Pete: even though I feel you every day. I saw that card you put on your wall & I think of it a lot: the one Aurora & I sent you for your birthday one year a handful of years ago, and I had drawn a rainbow & Aurora added black to it & told me "every rainbow needs some black in it" so I wrote that on the card to you, too, from Aurora (she was what, 3? 4?) I think that's ok... the black gives us some perspective.

Every Day is a Gift. You're so right, Pete, & I'm so very proud of you, bro': you know it. Love ya tons!

~Alli - 02/11/06 06:25 PM

One big rain, one big rain
Made the trees all black and bare,
Showed us winter standing there.

One big rain, one big rain
Brings the green all back again,
New spring puddles in the lane
I can see my face in.

~ From "Frances" childrens' book

~Alli - 07/29/58 11:40 AM

I am still livin' in Spokane, a few blocks from where Pete lived (and where I lived during the summer of '04)..its strange, sometimes I drive by hoping I will still see his car parked outside or some movement that he is still there living in that house... I work in the GU print studio, which looks out towards Pete and Brians' bench...on the full moons or on windy days, I like to sit out there.. Sorry I have not written in a while...you have all been in my thoughts.. peace...

lexi - 02/24/06 08:05 PM

Athena wanted me to read to her from a new book I picked up for free at a book exchange event: it looked unread & was a gilted gold edged classical philosophy book, so I couldn't resist it; it reminded me of Pete, glowing & thought-provoking... So - she kept picking it up at bedtime so i finally read some to her a few nights ago (randomly opened the book & read: )

Favornius tells us how Epictetus would also say that there were two faults far graver and fouler than any others - inability to bear, and inability to forbear, when we neither patiently bear the blows that must be borne, nor abstain from the things and the pleasures we ought to abstain from. "So," he went on, "if a man will only have these two words at heart, and heed them carefully by ruling and watching over himself, he will for the most part fall into no sin, and his life will be tranquil and serene." He meant the words "Bear and Forbear."

Well, I don't know if it is that simple or straitforward but the words both brought me comfort & deep self-reflection. Surely Pete was wise to see how philosophy can change all of us as well as our communities & society in general. It certainly is true that philosophers change the world, for thousands of years, with just their carefully shared thoughts and ideas. I'm still learning from what you've said Pete; and it feels like we just talked yesterday, just saw each other yesterday : I miss you so much, but feel through my sadness, that you are truly never far, either.

Lots of Love,

~sis alli - 02/24/06 09:22 PM

Hey guys,

So last night I went to experience Sweet Honey in the Rock, an a cappella group of powerful, beautiful voices.

One of the most moving songs they did was a cooing call to action, the story of the murder of Harry Moore in 1951. The first NAACP official killed in the civil rights struggle, he died Christmas day when a bomb exploded beneath his bed. His wife died nine days later. They had succeeded in, among other things, registering more Floridian black voters than were registered in all other southern states combined, according to Sweet Honey. The case is still not solved.

I'll oscillate between focusing on the incredible injustice of Pete dying so early, when we all know and knew how much he would have continued to contribute to and better his many communities. Kind of selfishly I'll convince myself that nothing worse has ever happened before. But then I don't know if that's the tack he'd want me to take. Likely not. Not marginalizing our collective loss, I'm sometimes able to realize that others have lost loved ones to war, or greater injustice at the hands of humans, and nothing so wholly alive-making than skiing was to Pete. I'm also able to put into context sometimes how full Pete's life was, in contrast to what may be infinitely more trajic: a life lived to 80, possessed by fear, escapism and never fully approached honestly. In a way, sadder than opportunity taken fully but cut short is a long, long opportunity never taken.

The concert was really really good. As they swept slowly onto the stage they asked that we invite all those who've passed, anscestors and friends alike, to join for the music. They sang the affirmation that we have been using: Pete is still present. In so many ways.

Big hugs,

Pete Dillon - 02/25/06 03:59 PM

Aurora has been sleeping with 'huggaheart' which is a heart shaped pillow her dad got us at IKEA shortly after the avalanche; and it has giant hands like Pete had; and he was so tactile- hugging, mussing your hair, putting his arm around your shoulder: that we immediately took to using Pete's soothing low voice & phrases when speaking for 'huggaheart' and we hug our huggaheart when we want to hug Pete, or when we're just missing Pete really badly. Aurora or I will say "Heeeyy, how's it goin'?" and also after we do something we're really excited about & know Pete would've been thrilled to hear about, sometimes, there's huggaheart in the room, and we pick him up & say "Heyy, Way to go! I'm so proud of you." and "That was a great thing to do, way to go." and then we can hug huggaheart & he can muss up our hair & pat Athena or any of us on the head and drape his long huggaheart fuzzy warm big hands over our shoulders, just like Pete did sometimes.

I think if Pete saw huggahear, he would be laughing and proud of us for keeping the connection & keeping the love open. - so Aurora's been sleeping with huggaheart as she's been having trouble falling asleep and she said it makes her so much happier; it's good to keep the love alive & know: You are loved. Pete still loves us, he loves you.

Aurora also announced today we can call anyone we want, including Pete, on these phones she made of twistable stuffed flowers (a baby/kid toy) - it was really cool. Oddly, I felt like I was really talkin' to Pete; and I knew he had the biggest grin on his face, knowing we were talking to him through a twisty bendy stuffed Pink flower, phone-sized, with a big smily face on it. He always has loved creative thinking like that. Way to go Aurora hon, I'm proud of you; and I'm here for you. Pete has some awesome sweet nieces: way to go, all of you. Iz is learning Guitar: at age 7, and she sings and plays at the same time, it's wicked-sweet.

OK, love & peace out,

alli - 02/28/06 08:16 PM

Dear Pete and Loved Ones,

Tilly, the Chocolate Lab, got her official NAFA (North American Flyball Association) number and has now competed in three tournaments with her team (TCOTC - Twin Cities Obedience Training Club - High Spirits). Her first tournament she ran warm ups and got clean races so she ran official heats and gained 13 points. At her second tournament she got her first two titles: FD (20 pts) Flyball Dog and FDX (100 pts) Flyball Dog -Excellent. She currently has 160 points on her way to third title (500 pts) FD-C (Flyball Dog Champion).

Pete really liked that Tilly was such an athlete and every day we go to the Hiawatha dog park and Tilly runs through the cathedral woods and swims in the river I remember Pete and his warm smile.

We miss you so much...and we'll love you forever and ever...we're with you, Pete.

Anita (and Tilly) - 03/01/06 09:44 AM

Between the tsunami and the avalanche (between the death of friends in Thailand, and the death of a friend in Idaho) another friend of mine fell out of a ceremonial tree (during a ritual to celebrate a successful skydiving landing after literally skiing off a glacier in NZ). He landed on his head, but did not die. His name is Nick. Well, this latest update just came through from his home in Boston, and i want to share it with you all, who have helped me get through a year of grief and moving on and living life more fully and such:

Impressive news! Our brother man Nick was named Patient of the Year by Mass General Hospital !!!
(Out of thousands of patients)

Tonight in Boston there was a convention of 200 doctors who watched a short video clip of him and his remarkable recovery. The award goes to him because he has overcome tremedous odds and it's a miracle that he survived, and is recovering.

update: His recovery is slow but steady, he is walking with the aid of a walker, and his speech in stutters is clearer. The other day he recognized my voice when I called after not having seen him in 2 months. The most important challenge right now is getting his short term memory back (like us all;) as he is not remembering his daily activities.

With this update it's still a wonder he's alive and his personality and spirit is still beaming. Thank you for all your prayers !!

with love and gratitude
Shane Ji

recent postings from http://www.nicksrecovery.com
a poem by Mary Anne Hershey

Live with intention,/
Walk to the edge/
Listen hard,/
Practice wellness/
Play with abandon,/
Laugh/
Choose with no regret,/
Appreciate your friends/
Do what you love,/
Live as if this is all there is.

Progress continues to be agonizingly slow, which is to be expected. All of us just need to be reminded that it’s only been a little over a year since the accident and realize and take heart in just how far Nicholas has come to this point. The rehab therapists have decided to try a new approach. It appears that Nicholas is more responsive to speech therapy when combined with physical activity. Therefore, two days a week he will receive a co-treatment (simultaneous treatment) of both physical and speech therapy. This was initiated last week and quite successful.

spyder - 03/01/06 06:37 PM

In thinking of Pete a lot lately, I took some comfort in a song written by a favorite band of mine, Bayside, who went through the tragedy of losing a close friend (band member) as well. The lyrics are as follows:

"When winter falls, next year I'll be holding on to anything nailed down. As for being patient with fate and all, it's getting old, and my mind is slowly changing. I'm calling all my oldest friends, saying 'sorry for this mess we're in,' and I'm waiting, waiting for the sun to come and melt this snow, wash away this pain, and give me back control, control.

An angel got his wings, and we'll hold our heads up knowing that he's fine. We'd all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.

Should we still set his plate? Should we still save his chair? Should we still buy him gifts, and if we don't, did we not care? It makes you think about the life you've led, (things) you've done, things you've said, and it's grounding, grounding. I've been feeling three feet tall this month, hardly indestructible. But the snow melts, and the rhythm still goes on.

An angel got his wings, and we'll hold our heads up knowing that he's fine. We'd all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.

Friends stay side by side - in life and death you've always stole my heart. You'll always mean so much to me, it's hard to believe this. These nights in vans, these nights in bars don't mean a thing with empty hearts.

An angel got his wings, and we'll hold our heads up knowing that he's fine. We'd all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.

Friends stay side by side - in life and death you've always stole my heart. You've always meant so much to me, it's hard to believe; so much to me, it's hard to believe; so much to me, it's hard to believe this."

Pete, we all still think about you daily, and the amazing life you lived. I will always remember you and miss you... "THE RHYTHM STILL GOES ON!"

Josh Koehnke - 03/06/06 12:44 AM

Hey guys. I want to express how much this community means to me. This is where I come to be with Pete and the people who love him, miss him, feel him closest. I learned this word a couple years ago: phatic. It was in this class where we were learning different functions of language. Sometimes we just want to transfer information but phatic language functions to acknowledge someone before you, let them know you're there. It can stop there, but it also leaves the door open to further depth. Merriam webster defines it as: of, relating to, or being speech used for social or emotive purposes rather than for communicating information. I can hear Pete now saying: 'oh, i like it. that's phat!' ha. and then he laughs, silly, fun. but i bet he already knew. if not the technical term, then most definitely the concept and how to put it into action... i remember one time, i forget when or where. all i remember is that I used the word "hubbub" i think cause my brother had recently used it. pete was diggin it, laughing a lot. it's a funny word, the sound of it especially. but maybe not that funny. i love how pete could be lighthearted so easily. i'll tend toward taking myself too seriously a lot of the time so right now i'm growing a goofy looking mane and bushy mustache. that way, i won't be able to take myself too seriously!

be well, everyone!

Pete Dillon - 03/08/06 06:47 PM

Hey! I am back and I have wonderful pictures of children in Honduras. Their life is challenging but they will all readily share a smile. It's remarkable to me that people who have the least are often the most generous. Your friends Pete, are out there in the world and they are making a difference. I have heard how much you inspire them. I know you're proud of each one! We have you with us always. "We must be the change we wish to see in the world". Ghandi

freya/mom - 03/09/06 12:25 PM

I miss you, Pete.

Aurora & Athena & I were listening to some hip-hop & rap music in your Subaru & having a great time playing in the car listening to the tunes on St.Patricks Day - we got out & I started jammin' someoriginal lyrics that Aurora thought were great: pretty uncharacteristic of me ; I felt you were there Pete , cheering us on & grinning.

Love Always,

~Alli - 03/21/06 08:47 PM

Song: Brothers Under The Sun - from the movie "Spirit"

I had a dream - of the wide open prairie
I had a dream - of the pale morning sky
I had a dream - that we flew on golden wings
And we were the same - just the same - you and I
Follow your heart - little child of the west wind
Follow the voice - that's calling you home
Follow your dreams - but always, remember me
I am your brother - under the sun

We are like birds of a feather
We are two hearts joined together
We will be forever as one
My brother under the sun

Wherever you hear - the wind in the canyon
Wherever you see - the buffalo run
Wherever you go - I'll be there beside you
Cos you are my brother - my brother under the sun

I love these lyrics - the song is the last song at the end of the credits - the strong & beautiful spirit of the horse in this cartoon reminds me of Pete, which may seem silly, but he is so loyal & just, and determined, and hard-working, and even when he gets super down & depressed in the movie, he thinks it through & sees the horses of his family & friends swirling in the snow outside & he renews his inner spirit and finds strength & determination in the midst of depression and defeat, and looks at his fellow captives & has renewed strength to do what must be done & be free again. I really like this movie & recommend it, and it's great for kids - it lacks the materialism of most kids cartoons & it has many great messages and characters.

Love & Peace,

~forever your sis, Love Always, Alli - 03/22/06 06:27 PM

Hey Everyone,
Just had a wonderful dream of Pete. He gave me a big hug and a kiss on the forehead. It was so real. I'm sure he was there. Sometimes I feel like my heart breaks again, agian and again. My mom passed away after a short but difficult battle with cancer at the beginning of this month. It's been hard but I find solace in thinking of the talks that my mom and Pete might be having. I just have to count my blessings of the love that people have brought and continue to do so in my life. We have a lots of love to spread. I wish you all well and am sending my love. Una sola sonrisa tuya sera suficiente.
Paz y amor,

Marian - 03/28/06 10:42 PM

Marian - I'm sorry; I feel Pete is right there too : it doesn't feel like he's gone "in the world sense" at all - so I have to constantly remind myself I'm not just in denial, but I know I'm not - and it's still really tough to not be able to hang out in the summers & talk all the time on the phone, and exchange emails & letters.

I'm sending you BIG HUGS & LOVE, hope you feel it! We're all here for each other: that's all we can be: as present in the "now" of what we're doing & aware and intune with all of the infinite potential and existence of the universe & each other's souls and love.

~Alli, with hugs. - 03/31/06 02:37 PM

ok - i finally fixed the gallery ; so you can get to Pete's photos again- so sorry it took me awhile to fix this!
http://www.petetripp.com/gallery/
You can't upload them right now, but if you email photos to me, I would be happy to login as an admin & upload them - I have to improve the security system before I can open up photo uploads again: but at least I finally fixed Pete's wonderful gallery, built by you: his awesome friends. Thanks again. It makes me smile to see the wonderful adventures he shared with all of you.

Peace & love!

~Alli - 04/03/06 05:03 PM

MArian, I'm so sorry to hear about your mom. I always loved hearing the stories you would tell about your mom taking you and all your siblings on great adventures. She seemed like such an amazing, strong, adventurous woman with a great spirit - you sure take after her. I send my love to you, Ellie and the rest of your family. Big hugs coming your way.

Amy Temes (Eugene/Missoula) - 04/03/06 08:34 PM

...thinking of you, marian. ellie. parsons family... know you're in our thoughts and you have what support we can possibly offer in this time. with love,

pete d. - 04/09/06 03:47 PM

Happy Birthday, Pete!!

Megan McCormick - 04/11/06 09:18 AM

Happy Birthday Pete! We're sending ya big hugs & lotsa love to you!!

~Alli, Aurora, Athena & Ang - Hugs - 04/11/06 09:51 AM

You're with us and we're with you. Love Ya!!

freya/mom - 04/11/06 09:59 AM

Hey buddy, I'm gonna celebrate later tonight with a thick bean burrito and lots of guacamole... nothing like burrito boy's bean and cheese burritos, but it'll be scrumptious still!

Pete Dillon - 04/11/06 02:00 PM

Happy birthing day to Freya... for without that moment, that initial rite of passage, none of this would be

spyder - 04/11/06 08:36 PM

Going biking with Cousin Peggy and the 4 kid-crew; miss talking to you Pete, but I suppose since we're all just a big part of the existence of the universe, there's a good chance you're getting my messages I'm sendin' out to you somehow.

It's great you have such loving & wonderful friends Pete,it's all about community like you said: and I hope all of you out there who are visiting this site have a wonderful Easter.

Pete was actually born on an Easter morning, and like Spyder said, celebrating the birth is celebrating the start of a great life : what a contributor to this little planet Pete was, and all and each of you are. Love yourselves as you are loved by us, and share anytime you like - I love to hear from you. Thanks for being here.

Have a joyous spring! Now I'm going outside to play in the sunshine! Woot!

~Alli-Sis - 04/15/06 08:10 AM

Thank you all for the letters of support as I more consciously find my spiritual path. Pete is a great teacher and guide. He understood how much we mean to each other and how very important it is to be truly there, engaged in life, loving one another. It's easy in our independent, individualistic culture to dismiss this. Yet we hunger for being part of community, of being part of a bigger love that transcends self. Community only happens if we are there, with each other and for each other. My spirit will always look for renewal in the mountains and in the beauty of nature but my strength is, like Pete's, in the compassion, the caring and the love of community. Thank you for being there for me!

freya - 07/29/04 11:45 AM

I just wanted to share this quote; I find it inspiring:
“Though my soul may set in darkness, It will rise in perfect light, I have loved the stars too fondly To be fearful of the night” -Sarah Williams (1837 – 1868)

~alli - 07/29/94 11:45 AM

The following story is one that’s been circulating for awhile. I believe it holds a very important message regarding appropriately setting priorities in our lives.

A professor of philosophy stood before his class with some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks about two inches in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full.

They agreed that it was full.

So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly and watched as the pebbles rolled into the open areas between the rocks. The professor then asked the students again if the jar was full.

They chuckled and agreed that it was indeed full this time.

The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. The sand filled the remaining open areas of the jar. “Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this jar signifies your life. The rocks are the truly important things, such as family, health and relationships. If all else was lost and only the rocks remained, your life would still be meaningful. The pebbles are the other things that matter in your life, such as work or school. The sand signifies the remaining “small stuff” and material possessions.

If you put sand into the jar first, there is no room for the rocks or the pebbles. The same can be applied to your lives. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are truly important.

I especially like how it is a professor of Philosophy who is teaching this - and so true: if we start with the little stuff - our jar will be full of only sand, only little stuff & have no room for pebbles or rocks of more "meaning" in our lives - but if we start by filling our lives with the big rocks, then the smaller pebbles, then lastly the sand, we will find we still have quite enough room for plenty of sand (or "little stuff") - wow, I just keep reminding myself of that each day since I read this.

a story to share - posted by Alli - 04/24/06 08:53 AM

i woke up with the sun today. thanks, pete. liatening to Aswad, "Thank You Lord" before class. hey, i ran a pr in the 5k last sunday. first race in two years. no watch, no workouts in all that time; just running free... whenever and however i feel like it. i've been reading don quixote in the evenings. it's hilarious. i can really resonate this guys, so wholly enveloped in his story of an errant knight's chivalry that he doesn't see straight, doesn't see anyone laughing. of course, it's complex. but a part of me can really appreciate the purity of his ambition: to right the world's wrongs. how about that for a hobby...

...still listening to aswad. i've got them on repeat. i really like this song. i first encountered it on Bob Marley's Songs of Freedom four-cd compilation. but this version is wonderful too.

pete d. - 04/27/06 09:27 AM

Wow: the artist lineup for this is awesome, I really want to figure out a way to go with the girls & maybe more family. Is anyone else out there considering going to this 3-day Reggae Festival In California?
Reggae feels so upbeat & positive to me: it also makes me feel Pete's closeby, swaying & listening and maybe grinning a little..

http://www.reggaeontheriver.com/
Artists lineup: http://www.reggaeontheriver.com/artist.htm

Love As Always, ~Alli - 04/27/06 02:23 PM

Hey Pete. I miss you so much little bro. I'm sorry I didn't call you in January, and I didn't get my last gift sent off to you, but I guess I told ja on the phone I had made you a little something - I didn't want to tell you what ya know, cause I know you like weren't into owning "stuff" & it wasn't as much the magnets, as it was the ideas in the images I chose for you behind each glass bead, and how cool something so little looked - I had one that said "yin & yang" 'cause I knew you were really into balance in all aspects of your life ~ and I had one that was a black skatboarded silloutte on hot pink - and it reminded me of some of those cool images took of you boarding around at sunset, and the cool ones you took of you guys skateboarding at the golf-course: it didn't matter you couldn't see the whole skateboarder: you can see your brown cords & the board, and you've got your hand on the side of it, and down at the bottom of the hill there's a blur: you can tell it's a golfer looking up. there were some blue swirls, baroque, that looked like an iris: like the wild ones we had in Mom & Dad's yard in Eugene - there were a handful more, I can't remember them all one was the edge of a robe of a dancer it seemed - just gorgeous blues and oranges and yellows together - i thought you would appreciate the vibrancy and culture-of-world like it made me think of. I miss you: I miss the low resonant way you say "Hey... " I can hear you so clearly and I just want to know if I say 'hey' back you'll be able to somehow hear me. I miss your low sincere chuckle - so warm & comforting. I miss how you were always like after I would appologize for not really having a reason to call, just calling to say hey how you would say I didn't ever have to have any reason to call, it was always great to hear from me. I miss how you would reasure me that I was a good person & that I was accomplishing a lot in the world, and doing a good job of it too - and, I don't think you ever realized how much it meant to me when you said I was doing a good job, and when you said I wsa a good person - and I miss you calling, you know, how you would just be hanging out outside talking on the phone, it felt like we were just kinda hanging out on the porch together: there wasn't any rush, no message to get or give, and pauses were ok, you know, and people saying hey to you or Aurora needing something - it was like a small taste of each other' world and that was so cool & authentic. You help me rember each day that it's about being real, sincere & authentic, does that sound cheesy? It seems like it to me, like the words don't truly embrace the wholeness of life, so how could they campture the totality of an idea: I guess they can't, but I want to reach out & be real for a minute. I just really really really miss you. Every day. I'm so grateful for Todd too: It's his birthday today, and it seems like every birthday now - we all wanted to call you ya know, and say hey, we love you. We called each other: I think you would've done the same, you know? I mean, waht do we do : I'll never be quite the same, cause I think you took a piece of me with you, I sent/send it along freely -'cause I can feel you left maybe a bit of yourself here too - I think it must be like love, our souls - it just can be shared & shared & shared and it goes on endlessly. I miss hearing you asking those big questions of life - although I know you're still out there asking and learning. I miss how you liked to share some of your newest ideas, theories and concepts, and how you would talk in your low soothing voice & laugh at yourself, and our conversations were always filled with laughter. I mean, I knew when I called, and I reached you, or when you called me, that I would be grinning when I got off the phone. I hope I helped make your day better too, the days we talked - I know no-one asks me for advice as much as you did. I'm not sure it really did you a lot of good asking me for advice - I certainly don't have a que for advice now - i fear i might've lead you astray telling you not to worry about stuff, but I knew you were such a deep thinking about ideas that got going, I certainly didn't want you wasting your wonderful insite on back-peddling worry, and, I hope I brought you some reassurance. I think we can all use some reassurance on some days. I know I can, and I could use more laughter too. I'm so glad you followed-through on what you really wanted to do & study, and you studied philosophy, and you did volunteering on top of school. I could hear in your voice how much joy it brought you, and the people in your daily life, how much they inspired you. I'm sad you had to go so early - but I admire how much you lived. each day. I hope I can hear you talking in my mind this clearly for all of my life, cause I feel you out there in the universe ya know, and somedays I can almost feel you grinning in the sunshine's warmth, and today I smelled the rain that wonderful smell of an all-day rain.. and it felt like it should be halloween, even though it's spring - and it felt and smelled so fresh and exuberant. It reminded me of you, too: and how you would get an enthusiastic and somewhat sheepish grin on when ever you would describe your Halloween costume idea and you would laugh about it. Man, Pete: you had like the core path to your laughter center like a well-worn trail - you could pull laughter out of midair and it was real laughter. You are so awesome & wonderful & Todd, you too: Man, without you guys, my bro's, I never would've made it this far. Sadness is kinda tough, and I know you knew all about that Pete, and we all do in some way. There are just days or times,even a minute, when it's really sad, it's like an eternity, and it's hard to see past it, to the hope. We've all climbed back out though, and then we're hopefully able to turn around & offer our hand to others still down there. Everyone deserves happiness and love. If you're out there now, you, whoever is reading this: I love you. Hey, I better get some sleep. I could go on, for pages and pages and pages, and it would not make any more sense. *grin* it might even make less sense, which is a scary thought, but I know it's a potential, for as much clarity as Pete had in his words, I own in ambiguity and vagueness and half-finished ideas. In fact, I'm sure there's plenty of ideas I've shared with the world, and the only two who would ever really get it are you Todd, and you Pete. But that's okay. I don't need to be understood. It is enough to be just listened to... and sometimes, it's enough just to have the wind listening to me. It's one of my best listeners.

Peace & Love, and have a good night/good morning. And have some fun, but be safe. I'm looking out for you, ya know - so don't go getting into trouble. Yes: all of you.

Love, always,

~Alli - 07/29/05 11:46 AM

~A - 07/29/84 11:46 AM

hey pete. the fuji apples this season have been off the hook. crisp. sweet. watery. when i'm really thirsty i just kind of begin to crave the fujis... or the grapefruits. they've been unbelievable this winter. have you guys ever tried persimmons? they grow in mediterranean climates I hear and then they spoil quickly, which explains why i'd never seen them prior to last fall. they're all substance. it's crazy. it feels like you're consuming your week's worth of fiber in one serving. they also have this orange/red waxy carapace and huge, broad sepals. they look like they belong in prehistoric times. and the other thing is they taste great: a rich, refined sweetness.

my dad got me a pressure cooker for christmas. i have yet to use it really. but when i settle into a new place i'm gonna be cooking beans all the time. black beans. pinto beans. red and kidney. and big batches of thick stew. bay leaves included. lots of cayenne too. i'm gonna wrap it all up with some brown rice in thick tortillas. good fuel. just like they serve it up at burrito boy. man, pete, i miss you so much.

pete dillon - 05/05/06 06:09 PM

Hey man... i have decided what i wanted to do when i get older i want to become a teacher so that i can help kids through some of their hardst times like you helped me... i miss you

Chris Smith - 05/05/06 08:52 PM

Wow, you are making my mouth water p. dillon - the fuji's HAVE been great this year. And grapefruits, they have seriously gotten me through the last month of school. Good energy, good stuff. Mmmmmmm.......I'm headed into finals this week. I almost like the time of finals b/c even though there are lot's of exams, there is less class - and more time to reflect and put everything in perspective - to pull it ALL together. I love it. I'm headed home to Eugene this next weekend - I'll be sure to visit the top of Spencer's Butte and marvel at the cloudy blanket that often covers our hometown. You gotta love it up there. Hugs to everyone. love ya Pete, we miss you.

Amy Temes - 05/07/06 09:15 PM

I don't a day has gone by where I haven't thought of you and I just started carrying a picture around of you in my backpack so I could show you all the cool sights and then when people ask me what you were like, I can show them your picture and memorialize one of the most fantastic smiles I have ever known. Love you pete

Mar - 05/09/06 07:39 PM

Hey I just read this awesome, beautiful thing in a friend's online journal & I wanted to share it - and I love reading what you are all doing, backpacking & PeteD; funny story about Persimmons: Pete Tripp and I went to visit our cousins who lived in Georgia one year, and it was super hot, and the adults had rented this house near the beach by (or on?) Jeckle Island for a week .. me & the kids who were all like, 4 or 6, Pete Tripp was 6 or 7 spent nearly all the time in the water at the beach.... but; there were 2 trees COVERED with persimons on the lot of the house we were renting, and when we got there we asked the owner about them & he said "Oh, I don't know what they are, I think they're mostly for decoration - no one ever does anything with them, help yourselves if you like" WOW, all of us at fresh tree picked Persimmons every day we were there.. you think we could bore of them but we never did: they were perfectly ripe & we would fill our t-shirts with them (like a basket) and then all walk the few blocks down to the beach & hang out in the water after eating all our sweet Persimmons. They are sooo good (when ripe!); and I remember how much Pete Tripp just loved them that summer!

- Chris, that is so cool you want to be a teacher. Teachers affect so many people's lives, and I know everyone I've met pretty much has a teacher who really inspired them, or helped them out when they felt lonely or pointless - and we just don't give teachers enough respect: they are the builders of our social networks, and they give us our foundations, be they weak or strong - and I am so proud of you Chris! Wow. Pete would be so proud of you too: I just KNOW it.

And here's what I came to share, It's a quote from a friend's journal:
"I don't believe that any human endeavor is intrinsically more valuable than any other human endeavor. I may build houses, a very simple thing. Not revolutionary. Not special. But it helps. It keeps people from getting wet and cold. Same thing with philosophy. It helps people."

I thought that was sooo beautiful. Peace & love,

Alli T. - 07/29/17 11:47 AM

Sorry this is posted with such little notice, but there is a National Silent Bike Ride tonight, to honor those who died biking in accidents. This link will allow you to look up your state & see if there is a bike ride in your area to participate in. (there's also a link if you want to organize a ride for next year this day).

http://www.rideofsilence.org/locations.php

Love,

~Alli - 05/17/06 11:34 AM

Aloha , Tena koutou, Ki ora Hi Pete and all of the amazing friends and family. Well, I seem to come to this site often and get my fix of love and celebration of an amazing person. I am currently in Aotearoa New Zealand getting my masters of Indigenous studies and gosh its amazing. The world and its many people are so amazing and beautiful. The study of humanity, culture, various epistimologies, traditions, languages, and views of this vast world. It has been nothing but fascinating and I continue to be amazed by the human soul and spirit. The ability for a people to dance so beautifully to the rythm of life. Absolutely magnificent. I miss you Pete I think of you often and wonder what your up to in the heavens. I definitely know your skanking it up and enjoying your wings. As for me I have realized that life is a incredible journey that may lead you to new places. Pete was someone that could find beauty in the simplist of things and find its rare and authentic beauty. This way of living is what I strive for each day to see the beauty in the simple things in life and appreciate each moment and each new breathe. I continue to believe that we all have a great purpose and everything happens for a reason for a greater good. I hope all of you are well and enjoying life and all its beauties. With great love and deepest aloha Kanakolu

Kanakolu - 05/21/06 10:22 PM

just went out to a party, pete. you still keep my feet moving. willing to be a fool cause it's most fun that way. i mimic your 'lawn-sprinkler' and 'knee-jockeying' (i don't know how you call them), but you're the real deal. they say imitation is the highest form of flattery, pete. it's true. i think one of the best things you taught me about dancing and enjoying dancing is that at least fifty percent of show is the smile you wear when you're doing it.

Kanakolu, thanks for your note here.

pete dillon - 05/26/06 11:31 PM

Last night as I glanced out the window, I saw dancing fire-flies as the wing lights illuminated the rain shooting past. Sometimes I think we move so fast we forget to look out the windows of our lives and truly embrace the things which some may call small, trivial, insignificant. If I could be anywhere, I think I'd be exactly where I'm at; comfortable in my skin, arms stretched wide, smiling. I like running water. It refreshes me as a constant source of harmonious motion. My feet submerged, a backdrop of winter snowed mountains, the smell of pine... this is where I find my most refreshing high. I try to bring it wherever I go, even if that means buildings and desks and white painted sterile walls... But i feel the power of natural freedom, I keep it guarded in my pocket and reach deep to find it when I start to lose my balance. Writing by candle light, I remember your smile at dawn and how you enjoyed talking about the way people moved. I loved hearing your stories and theories of love, laughter and sadness. There is this pull for me to follow what feels right and what feels comfortable, and I heard one time "we find our path by walking," and I just wanted to say that I am honored to have walked by your side.

Mar - 05/29/06 11:32 PM

Pete; been hearing you laughing when I start to miss you; especially that low chuckle. It reminds me how to embrace even the smallest joy in a day & find happiness therein. You always did that, even if you had to dig deep to find that glimmer, but it opens the whole world again. Thank you for reminding me. I hope you keep laughing with me forever. Aurora's been having tons of fun in soccer & so has Isabel. I can almost feel you watching & cheering with me & Athena at Aurora's games & practices.

Love ya,

~Alli - 05/30/06 12:54 PM

It's summer - Aurora's turning 7 tomorrow. Soccer, Sunshine, Green Grass to lay in, big green trees to listen to blowing softly tunes in the wind, stars and warm nights out, thoughts of camping, long walks outside.

Being here. Love you Pete.

~Alli - 06/07/06 08:54 PM

Happy Birthday Aurora, I know Pete would have loved to be there to help blow out her candles. I don't know any of you, except your dad, but I come to this page probably once a month and read from it. It's so beautiful, Alli. What a wonderful thing to do for your brother, and everyone who comes to this page. It is always uplifting. Often I suggest to those I come across who have lost someone, that they do this. I have referred many to this webpage, for comfort and example of a way to connect. It has been a gift for many. thank you again, Mary Holo Pediatrician, Eugene OR

Mary - 06/10/06 09:51 PM

Hey what's up Pete. Do you remember that time you and ben and I were driving around and ben insisted that we put Michael Jackson's "Man in the Mirror" on repeat. He was bouncing all over the place. Maybe a little too pop-y for you but I'm pretty sure you were enjoying it too... I'm here at work after a week off with my brothers, jamming to m.j., tapping my feet. Lots of love, y'all.

pete dillon - 06/13/06 10:04 AM

I was just writing a response to a friends online journal post about a Zen concept of engagement in the present, and expression of ideas that are inside: not keeping them pent up from fear, fear of change, and I could repost what he said, as I found it very worthwhile, but I will for now, just post what I responded, as I was inspired to look up one of Pete's quoted writings in reference to the discussion, and I was also motivated to go out & find and read some of Tao Te Ching: a book Pete had recommended to me and had offered to help me interpret & to discuss with me: I miss that I did not take him up on that, but it was not from lack of interest on my part, and now I actively continue to study & engage others in these ideas, I think Pete would grin at that & be quite pleased that the discussion goes on, and the engagement in this is perepetual & ongoing as is the changing universe.

So now, on to the idea:

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Tae teh, From Tae teh King, one interpretation I was reading from tae te ching, translates itself into - "Life consciousness and its manifestation in action" I like that translation.

An outtake from Tao Te Ching:

He regards his body as outside himself.
Yet his body is preserved.

Is it not that his chief interest is in the Inner Life?
Therefore he can perfect his chief interest.

VIII.

Heavenly Love is like water.

Water blesses all things
It does not hurt them,
It loves the lowly places that men dislike,
Therefore it comes very near to Tao.

The Master loves to dwell upon the earth.
In his heart he loves Infinity,
In his benevolence he loves giving,
In his words he loves sincerity,
In his government he loves peace,
In his business affairs he loves ability,
In his movements he loves punctuality.

The Master, indeed, does not fight,
Therefore his Inner Life increases.

I basically agree with your thoughts you've posted, at least as I interpret them; but that does not mean I necessarily act always based on just this idea, but it with many others mixed together. I agree change is like death, and neither are worth fearing, and that regret is certainly not somewhere to dwell or intentionally meander, & it's good to always reach out and speak your mind, I think that is always worth the effort &/or overcoming of fear if necessary. If it is not spoken it should not ensue regret either, but, by living actively in the present there is a lightness in being present & fully engaged and committed to that moment.

My little brother said, amongst many things, that is akin to these ideas & this topic (again: at least to my perspective) & some of his words were, "We should embrace life and live as fully as we can, outside of ourselves and in each other. We should travel the ups and downs of life, disclose ourselves sincerely in our relationships and encounter everything along our path with authentic interest"

I love how he said "encounter everything along our path with authentic interest" -I mean, there are many layers to what he had written there, and I won't delve into them all, but the last bit was why I went out & found his quote, I was thinking of that : Engaging with Authentic Interest - everything along our path, the now, of life, we can't necessarily control what or who we encounter, but we can strive, and we can "disclose ourselves sincerely" as this part of his quoted writing, also so much relates to some of the ideas you wrote of - and if we try, then somehow, that feels good, and it seems, is a good way to keep going, even if not ideal, at least it is authentic.

I also like the idea of "Life consciousness and its manifestation into action" - it's not just life, it's life consciousness: awareness, engagement & action. That's living. We can't guarantee we'll have a tomorrow, or many tomorrows, but we can make the effort to engage & that we move forward with optimism, but don't wait: engage today and actively try to pursue what's most important, and really be sincere in our relations & interactions, and that includes expressing words, feelings, ideas we have inside; I think that expression & sharing of one's thoughts/feelings/words, is well worth the effort.

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And now I leave you to climb in bed for a night of sleep, and dreams of stars beyond the clouds... to rise early with the sun to stretch and ponder another day and try, try hard, to make it good. Never give up: each moment is sincere, even if it is not good. And you are loved, even if you do not see me, I do love you. Perhaps you'll read more elsewhere, or perhaps write your own ideas, or walk them into the earth and sky, whatever is authentic to you; all of you who read Pete's site, you are searchers and learners, and it is you I love. Thank you for being real, and never quitting to reach out & be. That's all we can be: ourselves. But we can sure strive to make it the best, and sincerely, sharing with you makes me feel better; I hope these feelings somehow tranverse the internet to you.
Good night sweet friends

Always with love, your sis and friend

~Alli - 06/13/06 08:59 PM

I am continually moved by the dedication of Pete's loving sister in keeping up the website. There is another young woman doing something similar for her sister. I'd like to share a site: www.prayersfortracy.com It's dedicated to a student who was in the Gonzaga in Florence program with my daughter Lexi, a good friend of Pete. Tracy was hit by a car there, suffered cardiac arrest during surgery and suffered a brain injury. She recovers slowly. Her family demonstrates incredible faith.

Thanks again, Alli.

Julie - 07/29/33 11:50 AM

That's a beautiful web site, thank you for posting it. We're all part of one community, really. So it's good to see everyone sticking by each other & helping each other out.

Love always,

~Alli - 06/21/06 07:16 PM

Love.

sis. - 07/29/45 11:51 AM

The Invitation

It doesnt interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your hearts longing.

It doesnt interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by lifes betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us to
be careful
be realistic
remember the limitations of being human.

It doesnt interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
Yes.

It doesnt interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesnt interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesnt interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.

Mar - 07/03/06 05:43 PM

Happy 4th of July everyone - have fun, but also be safe! I love you. You're changing the world, even in little bits that are good, so keep it up!

*HuGS!!*

~alli - 07/04/06 04:34 PM

Love. thinking of all of you. I love you Pete. I love all of you friends and family. keep striving!!

~Alli - 07/13/06 08:23 PM

Hi guys, I'm back here looking for what Pete's been up to. I know he's in my days, sometimes in surprising but always supportive ways. I just stopped in to say hello. I know he's with you, too.

freya/mom - 07/14/06 08:03 PM

Hey Pete. You know this is the third Sunday the 16th and 18 months out. I'll speak for all of us here: Know that there will never exist a moment that we do not miss you, that we are not inspired by you, that you do not--however slightly or indirectly--help us create by the unique ways you affect us all.

I was thinking about it last night. Sometimes people have described Pete's mannerisms as reflecting a shyness or timidness. It hit me last night that there's another interpretation of his head-down, active-listening affirmative utterances, of his brief eye contact from beneath the brow, of his shifting from foot to foot. I think there are rare moments available to us when we allow ourselves to be truly humbled by this world, and in particular by the gratitude for the people we share it and life with. These moments I think induce nothing less than the self-conscious, hushed presence Pete had so often.

I hope the summer is treating everyone well. I recommend the corn and peaches. I can only speak for those grown in Central CA, but I suspect they're pretty good elsewhere too!

pete d. - 07/16/06 01:22 PM

wow - I was just sobbing on Sunday and missing Pete so much and I couldn't figure out what set off the fountain - I guess even when we're super busy our subconscious does not forget the dates - I'll never stop missing you Pete T- I'm so proud of everything you did & I tell people about your good works and efforts and ideas all the time. Love ya Bro.

~alli - 07/17/06 05:27 PM

I'm going out for Karaoke tonight: I started going out with my new friend Rachael; it's really fun - kinda get to belt out songs at the top of my lungs and just try & try to improve. *grin* It helps that Ben introduced Rachael & me to a place that has a great playlist - Tons of songs with lots of variety!!

~Alli - 07/18/06 07:00 PM

In those days, we finally chose to walk like giants & hold the world in arms grown strong with love & there may be many things we forget in the days to come, but this will not be one of them.

Mar - 07/18/06 11:38 PM

Thanks Mar - we will never forget. Each day is precious, painful or wonderous, or both: it is our life, our lives, and we are a part of each other. Peace & love, I think of you all the time and the art you wrote about Pete is my most prominent living room art - I read it regularly & remind myself to strive harder, to endure more, and to remember what is core & true. Love, always.

alli - 07/19/06 01:47 AM

I had the oddest cool moment yesterday morning. Wednesday evening, I was sitting with a good friend who was interviewing a professor/author/political theorist (Steven Zunes-expert on the Middle East) that we both greatly admire. There was just something about the way the guy was phrasing his speech and enunciating his words. I couldn't place it at all; throughout the entire hour and a half i kept coming back to that sound and pattern.

I got back to where we were staying, doing my usual journal followup stuff, and trying to remember the connection, the relationship to that voice. At the end of the day, my elder years seem to be making it more difficult for me to remember names with faces. And all too often, this summer on tour especially, i would wake up in the morning saying this or that name out loud that i was trying to remember the previous evening (it is really weird when you have talked to the person the day before, not using their name because you couldn't remember it, then wake up the next day saying it). Well it happened again. I woke up early the next morning, and clearly remembered some philosophical and political conversations i had had with Pete in the kitchen at the Lidgerwood house. That was the connection for which i was looking; professor and Pete, discoursing on serious issues retaining the lilt of hope and motivation in their speech. It was such a great memory.

spyder - 07/29/43 11:53 AM

Hey ; thanks to everyone who's donated even like, $5 to Pete's scholarship: dude, he would be soooo very happy to know he's putting kids through college. He was like that, and if he's checkin' in on us, I can see a huge giant Pete Grin everytime I think of him seeing how much good we are all doin' - our good efforts, and our surpassing our road blocks and troubles with good thoughts of Pete; and our efforts, no matter what the difficulties, to keep strivin' .

I love your story Spyder - sometimes I think our subconscious and our dream states really do help us "connect the dots" so I'm not surprised your good memory of Pete surfaced in the morning after a good night's sleep - that's kinda how Pete was too; ya know? tough times or lots of information comin' in & he would take a night and sleep over it. Thanks for sharing, it's good to know there are people actively working on the philosophy of community, culture, existence and helping others, as I know Pete, more then anything, he told me he wanted to help others, especially in their times of need. Pete did so much in that way, I know he would consider his life a good effort, and in many ways what he was trying to do he really did a lot of it. He was never 'quite satisfied' with his efforts, but ya know, I guess that's a good way to keep us trying and trying to do better - I think he & all of you are amazing. Keep believing in your ideals and dreams: never give in, never giveup.

Love ya,

sis alli - 07/24/06 12:29 AM

i was thinking the other night about pete and how happy he made everbody he talked to and i was wishing that i could do that. i was holding that stuffed bulldog that he gave me and one of my friends asked me who i got it from and i told them my best friend. i looked up to pete and i always will. he was like the older brother i never had but always wanted. i always think aboput him. thank you for everything u helped me through pete. i miss you

jessica - 07/24/06 06:16 PM

I wish you could have been there for the sun & the rain & the long, hard hills. For the sound of a thousand conversations scattered along the road. For the people laughing & crying & remembering at the end. But, mainly, I wish you could have been there.

mar - 07/27/06 08:39 PM

If anyone has the opportunity to download this song or any other song by Sol Jibe, I think Pete would have really liked them. They are a local band from Reno with great talent and fantastic band members.

Hello

please don't tell me goodbye, so I know that you'll be back
but you could tell me you love me, I know that you know that
if something should happen between now and then, I love you forever my friend

'cause I've been through this whole thing once before, and I know I couldn't take anymore
so come back soon and we'll be together then,
leave the light on, love you forever my friend

it's starting to get late, down the alley way I stare,
if I close my eyes when I wake will you be there I hear the sirens ringing demons in my head,
lights flashing by and I remember the last words that you said
so I say a prayer for you, and I say a prayer for me,
I say a prayer for all my friends and all my family

'cause it's such a messed up world, like that you could be gone,
so please cherish the ones you love
don't take for granted that you'll have them all along

cause I've been through this whole thing once before, and I know I couldn't take anymore
so come back soon and we'll be together then,
leave the light on, love forever my friend

Mar - 07/29/65 11:54 AM

cabin weekend planned this & next weekend Pete; we've been thinking of you & talkin' about you. We miss you very much. Love,

~Alli & Aurora (and baby Athena) - 08/04/06 07:53 PM

Monday I got out of work & really wanted to hear that new song 'chasing cars' by snow patrol - got into my car, changed the station & started to pull out of the parking lot - and it came on as the next (& first full) song. "if I just lay here .. if I just lay here, would you lay with me, and just forget the world?..." that made me feel so much better. I was missing you Pete, just tons - so then I said "buck up" and I decided to let myself get a coffee so I turned & went to starbucks - and there's a new Bob Marley cd on the counter "is this new? a new release I mean?" "well, I don't know but we just got it in" - "oh ok cool, I could use some Marley in my car" - and I got it - it's called "Everything's gonna be okay" & the first song is "sun is shining" =) good song. It also has 3 little birds & tons of other great songs. it's an uplifting one.

Then tonight, my kitchen inexplicably smells like I baked chocolate chip cookies, although I did not, and there are no chocolate chip cookies in the house. It's really nice & reassuring somehow - Pete Dillon is arriving in the morning with the dawn - flying in & we're picking him up at around 5:30 am and we're going to hunt down an early breakfast place. =) Then I have a day of work & the kids have summer school, and then we're all getting back together to go to a play in uptown, part of the annual "fringe festival" that features hundreds of novice and expert plays all over the twin cities - Aurora plays an "integral" part of the film that goes with this play: yes, it's "Calculus the Musical" & she plays the role of a differential - there's also infinity, many numbers, and a dog who plays "zero" - Aurora is the only kid in the production! We're quite excited, even though her part is in the film, not the live play, I think she'll be excited to get to take Pete Dillon to this.

Ok, g'night all you good folks. I have to get up at around 5am!

Love & Peace,

~Alli & the girls - 08/09/06 08:53 PM

Hey guys! Todd & Allison are in Bend this week. All Pete's friends in the vicinity come stop by. We love you & you are part of our lives(312-2193). Getting together is all about sharing LOVE!

freya/mom - 08/18/06 06:27 PM

So, I'll admit it. I do like R. Kelly's music. At its best it's silly; at its worst it's raunchy and objectifies women. But I've been a fan of that poppy R&B rhythm since middle school in spite of the lyrical content. My interest waned a bit through high school and I don't know if I ever got Pete's opinion. I'm thinking it'd be a little too packaged and synthesized and engineered for to maximize profits for Pete. That all said, you must know that I find myself at work at my desk, about to go for a swim, grooving back and forth in my chair, working on the computer, all to the soundtrack of R. Kelly's "Happy People" on his chocolate factory album. I like thinking about how Pete would laugh and give me shit for it. Silly, I know. But it's true: Happy people keep the world turning. They keep us dancing, stepping, groovin... You know it, Pete. Always with love, y'all...

pete d. - 08/29/06 06:05 PM

Hey - the girls picked out their Halloween costumes last night I was so surprised they both figured it out so fast! Athena latched on to a hotpink reflective set of horns (monster style, with black fur on the bottom) which matched the warm orange & pink fuzzy flannel she was wearing last night perfectly; and Aurora fell for a set of Ninja swords, and she now is set up to be a ninja for Halloween - so they both got good warm Minnesota Halloween costumes, and I know you Pete T; would be just tickled that Aurora's going as a Ninja & Athena's going to be a little monster with hotpink reflective horns (reflective like street signs are: that same type of material) _ they were pretty darn excited and kept smiling and laughing! I love the laughter and joy of Halloween and the happiness and appreciation of El Dia de los Muertos, too. I'm looking forward to it, Pete T. I miss you sooooo much; it just doesn't get easier; I just miss you more but I have come to live in a duality where I can enjoy life for it's little graces, and still know I feel you & think of you, and miss you every day.

Other news? Aurora's in second grade & starting her third season of soccer! Athena is running, hopping, dancing, talking, has a beautiful smile with big-girl styling teeth coming in which she smiles happily if you mention; both the girls still love the painting and the joy of messy creations & cooking and baking and I can't wait to get out the Halloween pumpkins to carve!! They'll have a blast.

Meanwhile, it's feeling like Autumn, but gratefully the trees are still green here in Minnesota ; my sunflowers are finally blooming, as are many of the wildflowers I've transplanted from the roadsides of the Minnesota country highways into my front yard: you would be intrigued by my wildflowers, I think Pete, I know you appreciated the more unusual and authentic things of life and living.

I think I had a good August: Lots of time with Family; time on the mountains hiking around Broken top & the Deschutes River Canyon trail... , exploring the lava caves with the girls - visiting the birds at the High Desert Museum, going to free concerts at the park, feeding the ducks at Mirror Pond, blowing Giant Bubbles with the girls & camping. I tried to be authentic in the moment, which meant I took it easy, didn't check my emails for 2 weeks, nor drive, nor get cell phone calls for those 2 weeks of vacation: I think I can understand why you preferred to not drive nor have a cell Pete: it gives time to be in the real moment, and it makes for a lot less stress. I highly recommend disconnecting from all the 'jump alarms' and rushing for a bit, it's worth it to get back to the real of the simple things if you can let yourself go of the worry.

So, primary elections today! I know Pete would vote, and I'm definately going to .. wouldn't want to let down either of my brother's by not getting to the polls to show support for the pro-Education, pro-Environment candidates and all the other important issues they are debating, got get out to the vote today, and then back to the polls again in November.

I've been listening to "Snow Patrol"; especially their album "last straw" and "The Black Eyed Peas" and I think you'd appreciate some of their good messages, Music is definately good for the soul.

Peace & Love, always,

~alli - 09/12/06 08:39 AM

I have literally spent hours on this website this morning...
tears crawled down my cheeks while rereading Fr. Egan's eugoly... I can remeber the services...the days prior. I am between moves right now. In moving boxes I came accross my journal from my senior year at Gonzaga. There are mulitple entries recounting conversations with Pete... the interior journeys i was at that time taking as a result of a thought provoking conversation with pete... the email he sent me on "God" and his thoughts from Fr. Egan's homily are revisited frequently. Every single time they read anew. His insight is baffling. Ali, you are the most dedicated sister. Pete D., after the hours logged on this site today and a few months ago, i feel like i know you.

I had a dream about him day before yesterday...it was so normal- the dream I mean. We were sitting on a couch...talking. He was sitting on the end and i was on the other with my legs stretched out along the couch, feet by him. it was exciting that he was there, and in my dream i was so elated to see him, yet it felt really like no big deal that he was back from heaven...? or whatever- where he has been was of no concern. hummm not many details, i remeber asking him something about spirituality? the sentiment stuck with me all day. i was a mountaineering guide this summer with a youth ministry program in BC, Canada. i remember him over at my house talking with me when i was weighing my options- deciding if I was even going to apply. Pete was so understanding, so encouraging, and had so much faith in me. I feel him when i am up in the mountains. The summer and those mountains have since become sacred space for me. Space that I have absolutely no doubt he "gets" and in a way, he "got" me there.

I miss him very much, as i miss many friends from gu who were such central constant figures in my life. Pete (D) reposted an excerpt from the email i was so fortunate to recieve from him, and i want to repost an except from an email from pete to meghan mccormick that is oh so relevant...

"It's easy to get sad thinking about distant friends. I've come to figure out that we totally carry people with us though. Everyone thinks that they're a discrete individual, but I think that we have a more shared identity than we'll admit. Your friends shape how you feel and who you are. We all cooperate to nurture each other's understanding of love and life, at the same time we construct a collective spirituality. So you and everyone that you care about are a part of an emotional network that is independent of time or space. You can access your friends through your feelings. By combining your memories with your imagination, your friends can keep you company. If you stay close to your spirituality, then you'll always be with your friends. It sounds imaginary, but your spirituality is a dimension of reality that is just as legitimate as the physical world. Sorry about getting so abstract. Today I was thinking about the irises that I got my mom. The irises were beautiful while they were blooming, but now they're wilting. My mom said: "One of the best things about flowers is that they're beautiful and then they're gone, but you always have the experience of them." Sometimes the products of the experience are more important than the experiences themselves. It's a perfect metaphor for relationships. The time you spend with someone is a facility for the love that develops between you. The love is what's important, not the time."

eternally grateful am i for the experience. It is beautiful to hear these voices of those whose lives have been so touched, whether briefly or since childhood. who was this saint amoung us?

Tripps- i think of you often.

Courtnae Dunn - 09/22/06 12:58 PM

Courtnae, Thank you so much for coming to the website. I so loved what Pete had written to you that I framed it and put it by his photographs so I can re-read it from time to time. Thank you for sharing that email with us. We truly carry all those we love with us every instant of our lives. If we open ourselves to our inner beings we can reconnect with every moment; we can overcome time & space and live and love into eternity. And, that spiritual dimension is there for us to go to. We just have to love and be open. Pete will never be gone because he's always with us. Hugs. Love and Peace.

freya - 09/23/06 10:04 PM

I love you Pete

- 09/24/06 12:43 PM

Here's a song that has gotten me pretty inspired lately & reminds me often of stuff Pete & I would talk about & how encouraging he was. Love you all!! ! ~Alli

"Stand up & Be Strong" - by Soul Asylum(this is a band from my hometown of Minneapolis, Minnesota, which is also kinda cool... I think this link might play a piece of the song: play it/listen)
You might be right
You might be wrong
You might just think your life has gone on for too long

Your knees get weak
And your heart grows cold
And youre tired of doing everything youre told

And nothing can take away from you
What you take and what youve been through

Stand up and be strong
Stand up and be strong
It wont take long
You cant go wrong
Stand up and be strong

You might have to fight
You might have to cry
You might have to cry
You might have to fight
Stand up and be strong

If you live in the hills
You take too many pills
If youve lost the thrill
Against your own will
Stand up and be strong

And nothing can take away from you
What you take
Well you know what you've got to do

Stand up and be strong
Stand up and be strong
It wont take long
You cant go wrong
Stand up and be strong

If you get all depressed
When you get undressed
If youre lifes a mess
Remember youre blessed
Stand up and be strong

-Courtnae, thanks for sharing another beautiful story & words from Pete: I miss him so much, I can never get too much, I love to hear how all of you remember his words, have dreams of Pete/with Pete and keep strivin' to do good - Pete was so amazing in the effort he put into stuff and how he just worked really really hard when he decided something was worthwhile, it was amazing - I try to channel in myself some amount of that focus and drive and enthusiasm, and with it comes a tingling of excitment and enthusiasm. I love that, and it makes me feel Pete's nearby and encouraging me to stick to my healthy eating goals, my exercise, and smiling about the kids' stories each day. I love you all. Thanks for stoppin' in & maybe dropping a few words.

peace & love,

~alli - 07/29/21 11:59 AM

you guys are great. the support i think we all feel when we come here is making pete smile. love, always.

pete d. - 10/08/06 10:00 PM

I will always struggle to find Pete. But, one thing he insisted on was our need for each other. Whatever is ahead, please be there with me... with us. We'll find a way to make it better! We'll find a way together.

freya/mom - 10/12/06 07:34 PM

Aurora told me tonight she sees Pete when she closes her eyes, and he helps her find the right way to go. I think we can all find a little bit of guidance in ourselves from Pete - listen and believe in yourself and keep trying to do good in this world. Love you all!

~alli - 10/20/06 07:12 PM

tears of joy mixed with tears of sadness and somehow I always make it through.

mar - 10/30/06 05:23 PM

Happy Halloween! I miss you Pete!!

the daily advice I read at http://www.dailyom.com reminds me sooo much of you Pete; I love you wherever you are! We'll be trick or treating tonight; hope you pick up on all our fun & good laughter and LOVE! !Te Amo!

October 31, 2006
Summon Your Aliveness
Being Fully Present

When we are fully present, we offer our whole selves to whatever it is that we are doing. Our attention, our integrity, and our energy are all focused in the moment and on the task at hand. This is a powerful experience, and when we are in this state, we feel completely alive and invigorated. This kind of aliveness comes easily when we are absorbed in work or play that we love, but it is available to us in every moment, and we can learn to summon it regardless of what we are doing. Even tasks or jobs we don't enjoy can become infused with the light of being present. The more present we are, the more meaningful our entire lives become.

Next time you find yourself fully engaged in the moment, whether you are making art, trying to solve an interesting puzzle, or talking to your best friend, you may want to take a moment to notice how you feel. You may observe that you are not thinking about what you need to do next, your body feels like it's pleasantly humming, or your brain feels tingly. As you enjoy the feeling of being located entirely in the present moment, you can inform yourself that you may try to recall this feeling later. You might try this while driving home or getting ready for bed, allowing yourself to be just as engaged in that experience as you were in the earlier one.

The more we draw ourselves into the present moment, the more we honor the gift of our lives, and the more we honor the people around us. When we are fully present, we give and receive aliveness in equal measure. For today, try to be fully present in your daily activities and watch a new reality open for you. - from the Daily Om, today's message.

~alli - 10/31/06 12:03 PM

You sure have had fun with Halloween... I wonder what you're up to this year?? Love YA!

freya/mom - 10/31/06 03:46 PM

~sis alli - 10/31/06 08:04 PM

Hey All,
It's been awhile, and not too long. Just poppin' in to send a belated feliz dia de los muertos saludo to all of you and Pete too. Love,
Mare

Marian - 11/04/06 08:47 PM

Seems weird to just be popping in now to revisit Pete's website. I often refer to him in my work with kids because I am doing the discipline at an elementary school. I seem to always come around to talking to them about Pete's philosophy of being interconnected and how if we all would just try to understand each other we would be so much happier. There are so many peer conflicts, hurt feelings, and unkind words. It's difficult to get a young child to understand the importance of the message, but I hope to just plant that small seed in their mind so one day when they may need it - it's there. It's Pete helping make the world a better place. I wish I could articulate it as beautifully as he did. A little second grader saw the picture of Pete and Amie on my desk and asked me about him. Many of the kids are from Mexico and have no understanding of an avalanche or skiing. I showed him Pete's mountain pictures and he had lots of questions. It's difficult to talk with a lump in my throat, but it makes me happy to have the chance to relay Pete's story and how his life touched so many people because he took the time to really get to know and understand others. I am reminded of him multiple times a day and then I think of your family and say a quick prayer. That's how I stay connected. I ask Pete to watch out for Amie and all of us. "Use whatever clout you've earned Pete from the good life you led, and thanks." Jean

Jean Manos - 11/09/06 12:40 PM

I love coming to this place - this special place where I feel close to all of Pete's friends and loved ones. I've been running the trails a lot these days on the skirts of Missoula - it's really cold and the leaves crunch underneath you - and you feel like you could be in the middle of anywhere! Most of all it's so quite, excpet for the sound of the water and the wind............I feel so close to you there Peto. It's such a great place and gives me time to reflect and think. I feel your presence out there. My love goes out to everyone. ~Amy

Amy Temes (Eugene/Missoula) - 11/10/06 06:03 PM

I had the privilege of being in the vibrantly colored immense graveyard in Santiago Guatemala for dia de los muertos...kites galore... guatemalan children laughing... old myan women sitting aside their loved ones turquiose graves...remarkably peaceful admist the utter chaos of flying huge kites and keeping track of all the kids... enchanting and free. that is the essence of this day. i have never expereinced anything quite as excruciatingly beautiful... and there they were. pete and brian. flying free in the blue guatemalan sky.

courtnae - 11/12/06 02:16 PM

It was cold, really cold this morning; and sunny: sooo sunny. I felt close to ya Pete, but I miss ya. It was Perfect skiing weather; and it was so cheerful. I love you! Aurora misses you too; she was talking all about you when I picked her up from school today - We both wish we could give you a big hug!!

Love Always,

~sis alli - 11/30/06 06:05 PM

The mountains are full of snow again. There's a quiet awesome beauty to them. I remember how you used to sit in the chair facing the mountains with your book in hand. The mountains always seemed to sustain you. I hope all your friends learn to love getting outdoors like you did. There is such an uplifting spirit in Nature. I hear from many of your friends how they feel you're with them when they can get out there. Your love and gentleness embrace us always.

mom - 12/04/06 10:31 AM

I just woke up to this gorgeous glowing sunset: a low orange glow on the horizon, yellow enthusiastically around it & a soft pink filling up the sky to the tops of the bare trees-line - then dusky blue. It is a super cold day out but somehow joyful in the exhuberance of another day - I woke up feeling a little chilly but clear-headed & thought "certainly this is the kind of day to find Pete on a mountain" _ I feel if I were to ever get up to the mountains, you would meet me up there, Pete. It feels like a certainty, and that feels nice. I love you bro. I have been hearing these REI ads that remind me of you~ heh, they go like this:

"are you a person that Shovels snow ON to your driveway? Then you love snow! Come to the Rei snow sale" - remember when you used to do that Pete? So you & your buddies could take the wheels off your skateboards & go down the driveway? or Sled Or just play? Lol. & Another one of these ads said "Do you like to run up a mountain like a jog around the block?" and I saw you getting ready for a quick jaunt up a mountain - an extra layer for potential cold & your backpack all ready with essentials - to you it was always a possibility _ It reminds me how it is really all possible if we do not put walls up - hey, what is the difference behind climbing a mountain and walking around the block? Just a little effort & the idea of it... and wow what a reward!

I hope everyone reading this is feeling some love: If not, know That I love you, and I really appreciate you. Take care of yourselfs a& do a little self-care, but also believe in yourself, k? Have fun!!

Love,

~alli - 12/08/06 05:59 AM

um I don't think I have yet to write anything on this website. You all have such pofound and beautiful things to say it puts the pressure on and I am not that eloquent! Anyway, I don't usually even look at this website, it has been too painful from the start. But tonight it has been really nice. I am in a new city where people don't know who Pete is and it is just really nice to be reminded that other people out there are carrying Pete in their hearts and thinking of him constantly and missing him terribly too. It makes me feel less alone and that is something I really need. So thanks guys. I love you.

Oh and Pete D. I saw that a couple months ago you were talking about cooking beans. Lentils were Pete's favorite.

Amie - 12/11/06 09:52 PM

First snow

First snow
falling
on the half-finished bridge.

Translated by Robert Hass

Matsuo Basho

My sister, Pam, needs your help and guidance from out there. She went into alcohol rehab last Friday and is still there. Please help her find her way. I miss you.

Thanks. Anita

Anita - 12/12/06 10:48 AM

hey pete. hey anita. amie. alli. everyone,

i was feeling inventive two days ago. and i got some sweet potatos. i washed them, then peeled and boiled them. i added a sauteed mix of onions and garlic, cranberries, fresh chopped fuji apple, some molasses because my roommate just got a whole jug for making gingersnaps, some cinnamon and ground black pepper to the mashed taters... i've heard about pete's penchant for getting to know one spice by using only it... i'm not that brave yet, but it was cool the other night. there was a touch of his pure curiosity in that molasses addition. that was fun.

pete d - 12/14/06 10:16 PM

i rode at mt hood meadows yesterday. all throughout the day my thoughts kept coming back to pete. i felt his presence with me. i rode for him.

'please grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change..... courage to change the things i can ...and the wisdom to know the difference. . '

much love

libby

libby smith - 12/17/06 04:06 PM

I can't get you out of my thoughts, so I stopped trying and now I just talk to you at night and in the quiet moments when no one is listening. And every now and then, a tear will spill to the floor and I'll wipe it away with my shoe before anyone notices.

mjd - 12/20/06 01:55 AM

Thinking of you Tripps.... Merry Christmas.

- 12/25/06 10:59 PM

So it turns out that I'm coming up on a fairly critical point in this program. There are two requirements of second-years: first that they present their research to the department, and second that they take an oral exam. Despite my frequent feeling of being less than competent, I'm happy to be working on my project, studying the exchange of nitrogen between forests and the atmosphere on the molecular and regional scales.

As I review fort this test, I'd say that one of the most important things that I've begun to appreciate in the last year and a half is that it is imperative that we consider things in the relevant timescale. That is, you don't conclude that global climate change is occurring based on your measuring an increase in temperature between 6 am and 10 am on a morning in July.

That also means that it's senseless to make plans for a Thursday evening in August, 2308, knowing that the relevant timescale for my current existence is at most ~100 years. What an empowering realization: I need only concern myself with those days that I can reasonably expect to experience. Even then, there's a lot of uncertainty in the system, as Pete can well tell us.

So that means, that at most I can expect to have about a half century more of existence. Whether I have that or less than that, the case is that soon I'll be joining Pete soon. This too is a heartening realization. it gives me a sense of urgency. but it's not overwhelming. i can head into a day, one of my ~(<)30,000, and recognize its very substantial contribution to my overall existence, you know? anyway, i've come to understand that my relevant timescale is approximately the week. i'm willing to deal with imbalance from minute to minute, provided that my week on average is one of value. i think this is reasonable. i'm in a position of relatively much luxury; to average goodness every week is reasonable and do-able. and i get a sense that pete is in full support. yeah, pete's saying like this is a good approach. even back two years ago he was of the philosophy that we keep things in context as much as possible, including the importance of love and friendship, the necessity of private worship and faith in a fundamental goodness in human-ness. this is a context to orient ourselves within on a weekly basis, not a decadal one; i believe pete agrees with me.

that's the most important thing i've learned in the last two years. if i get a question about this in my exam, i assure you i will respond with this... to everyone, a happy new year and best wishes.

Pete Dillon - 01/05/07 01:48 AM

I love all you guys sooooo much. I am so proud of Pete: all the stuff you did in your life man, and how hard you worked at being kind and listening & being real in the moment. I will love you forever Pete. I can't imagine you are doing anything other then more adventures. I love you.

~ sis alli - 01/11/07 06:14 AM

I've been trying to word this idea neatly, but it just hasn't come together yet - so I'm just going to post the "stream of consciousness" version I had posted to my journal earlier this evening, and I hope no one here minds. I hope I get better at thinking through & acting well on these ideas each day - love to you.

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I miss you Pete; this time of year has become a bit hard on me, emotionally - from new year's on i have to work hard to keep myself together, mentally & emotionally. I'm trying not to fall into feeling sorry for myself/lost times I had hoped to spend with you - another 60 + years together that didn't happen; I think dwelling on that is a waste of my time & a discredit to so much of what you talked about & believed in & expressed to me over so many conversations. Sometimes it's hard to not feel listless or pointless. Like, there was a retirement celebration going on, on Friday at work near my desk & I was thinking"retirement - what's the point, but there is a point, but what's the celebration for? is it freedom, no.. is it the start of the ending? no, maybe, kinda. Right now - someone's retiring: they're entering this different phase of life. Someone else is being born. Someone else is dying. Right now. Why try? What - to get from here to there? That's no goal. That's depressing" then I thought "but it's not about that at all... it's what are you doing right now? I mean - I can still make some amazing & wonderful differences in other people's lives. And my connection to them, these people I know? No - I'm thinking of all those strangers I run into - affect , interact with, or never see, but I can change their life for the better or I may not - what would that void do in their life, nothing? Something amazing? Or is the amazing from all the positive interactions - Yes, yes to people I know too - my family, my friends: but that is more obvious in some ways - when you open that door to trust someone, you say "it's ok for you to affect my life : I want you to be on this journey with me" - but those others - the eye contact & meaningful exchange with someone I don't know. The shared words that make our day better, that let people know you know they exist & they're worthwhile, that they're on a meaningful journey. " I donno. Since then. and throughout the last two years, I've just been really thinking a lot about the "now" the meaning of "authentic" & the impact of each word, action, effort.. that it is the efforts & the community of existence that really makes living worth it. I know these teen who's started cutting herself I guess - someone told me. & she didn't. But she looks up to me - and appreciates talking about music with me. I don't know what to do - I mean, how can we convey meaningfulness - the will to have a meaningful life, the desire to be authentic & real with others - can that be enough? Why would someone, someone 14, want to hurt herself? but just like joy - sadness and anguish & anger and loss are all happening to. I wonder should I write her a letter? (she doesn't live nearby & I only see her a couple times a year) - what would I say? I think - should I send her a book, like Frankle's "will to meaning" which has helped me when I am emotionally overwhelmed, seeking some meaning to it? Should I do both - really - i can't send a book like that without a letter. But there's so much to say, so much to hope for, and it's so hard to convey. Yet I want to convey it - to her & to others who suffer worry, cry, are frustrated with life or the atrocities of the world: but these people, they're not meaningless at all: they want something to change, to improve, and perhaps this is what drives them to even more emotional anger or sadness then many who seem to be "more productive in society" I mean, forget that label: forget labels. Forget whether others think of you or anyone as meaningful or good or engaged, What do you think of yourself, what is it that makes you think an action is worth the effort - what makes you follow through? What brings hope & trust to people, what helps them connect to anything meaningful; maybe it isn't even hope: maybe it's just one person they care for: a kid they know; a neighbor they talk to , a stranger they help out & never ask for a connection again. I've lost my train of thought within this a long time ago, many times, and not yet. I am taking it somewhere, but I haven't gotten there yet. I'm going to have to do more for people, and I want to be more authentic - we don't really choose who we cross paths with : yet we do cross paths, or even share paths of existence. How can I make those interactions .. what? Something real, I guess - and not take them for granted. Not take a smile for granted. Not take the effort to reach out & touch someone for granted - to hold their shoulder to help them stabilize a step down a curb - to hug people whenever I feel like it is welcome, to be not afraid to lean my head on the shoulder of a friend while sharing laughter - to be not afraid to hold someone's hand when they reach out.

I miss talking with you Pete: I do , so often I can't count the times, everything that happens has a consequence, and affect - if it doesn't happen the affect isn't gone, it's just different: there is still an affect. You stated how we exist in others just as real as how we exists inside ourselves. It's a hard concept to really give into, but I know somewhere somehow, that it is also simply true. I keep talking to you Pete even though I really don't know if how you could hear me my ideas my expressions I send out into the world kinda aimlessly not aimed, but thinking of you, see? Ha. You'd be laughing at me now, and we'd both start laughing if we were on the phone - in person, well, we might've just grinned stupidly. You're an awesome brother man, forever. Love,

~your sis alli. - 01/13/07 07:33 PM

Pete,
You have filled my life with blessing.
I will love you forever.

- 01/13/07 09:13 PM

It's been a while since I've been to this site, and it's been a great morning of reading posts and just being with memories and thoughts.

Over Christmas break I went home to Montana, and went to Banff with my family for a few days. Pete has been in my thoughts often, but the three days we were in Canada I thought of him more than I have in months. Everything reminded me of him. I remember a story he told to me about a trip there, when he and Freya were stuck in Canmore because of car trouble (details escape me, I'm terrible with that sort of thing...I'd love to hear the whole story again!). I'm not sure if that's why I was reminded of him. I guess my sense of it at the time was more spiritual. It was the strongest I have felt Pete's presence since a few days after his funeral. I felt so comforted and loved by him as well as at peace. It kept coming back to me for 3 days. It was a great gift and came at a time that I needed it for a number of reasons.

I miss him a lot. There are so many things that I'd love to share with him and to get his advice about. Just a hug would be awesome.

My thoughts and prayers are with all of you always.
M

Megan McCormick (Portland) - 01/15/07 11:18 AM

missing you Pete

Amy Temes - 01/16/07 07:02 AM

hey Pete - trying to expand my pallet; got 6 containers of spices at the grocery store & wasabi & that fresh ginger they serve w/Sushi - also let the girls pick out whatever they wanted to try out that looked healthy: came home with a bunch of prespiced lentils, garbanzos, new pastas & rices and Italian potatoe balls & couscous & oranges & bannanas.. some new juices too

- we had Cardomon sugar toast & cranberry juice for breakfast & tried a curried lentils dish for lunch which I served over mashed potatoes & I grated some Tillamook aged cheddar cheese on top: it turned out really yummy!
- just Athena & I tried out this one since Aurora's at school - I don't know all the spices that it says are in it, but now I want to ! Yum! They were:
Split Red Lentils, Onion, Tomatoes, VEgetable Oil, Butter, Salt, Green Chilies, Garlic, Turmeric Powder, Lime Juice, Cumin, Dried Red Chilies, Coriander, Cinnamon, Clove, Black Pepper, Fenugreek Leaves, Asafetida linked over to some neat pages about the last 2 there ---

I guess it's good to try to take one day at a time, reflect on every little thing. My cat's basking in a pool of sunlight - Athena is napping now - its very snowy outside, we got what seems like 6 inches of snow suddenly this weekend, after a nrealy whole winter without anything.

It's snowed just 3 times: it also snowed on winter solstice enough to cover the ground, and the kids made snowmen & then it snowed on new year's too, then the kids made a fort - when it snowed yesterday, MLK weekend, the kids & the neighbor kids made elaborate sledding runs down the front & backyard hills and had a great time sledding.

It's good to have fun, to embrace the moment when we can, to appreciate. I am donating a little more to your scholarship fund little bro: I know you wanted to dedicate your life to helping people & teaching/talking about philosophy & the meaning of life, and so I think it is so cool you have this scholarship helping people go through school & get to study philosophy and maybe even become teachers too. I hope I have some way to carry on my life goals forever like this scholarship may go on & on for centuries. I think that rocks, and I'm all for it. I miss you Pete - the sunshine feels like you're smiling at me. It was just a gorgeous orange sunrise this morning. it had Pete style all over it - all I needed was a mountain to hike up and it would've been perfect. It was very close though - with the bright orange glistening in over the snow & sled tracks.

Love you all - Love & miss you Pete. I hope I can push this love & thoughtfulness I want to share with you over a conversation into something worthwhile. I better have fun doing it too: you always reminded me it was worth taking the effort to smile, grin, laugh, about anything. What time is it when your clock reads 13'oclock? - time to get a bannana - man, I remember that night you were scrambling all the silly jokes out of the cereal box & Todd and I were laughing so hard with you around Mom & Dad's dining room table that we were all gasping for breath. what a riot. You're an ace Pete - laughter's always worth the effort, smiling is good for the soul: it comes back to all all three fold. Build the community, trust to share about your ideas and aspirations, believe in yourself, try to accomplish your goals - it's worth trying. Opening the trust gates, *sheepish grin* Peace out.

Lots of love, and tackle hugs too.

~alli - 01/16/07 11:02 AM

Snow blankets Portland
People play and laugh outside
Smiling with Pete

Marian - 01/16/07 12:53 PM

I was thinking today how we say "Happy birthday" but what do you say on the anniversary of someone's death? Are they happy to be reborn into a new life? Should we be congratulating Pete on a life well lived, because surely his life was fuller and reached out more meaningfully, touching a great multitude more people than anyone else I know accomplished in their long life. I always think of the Christmas movie, "It's A Wonderful Life" where Jimmy Stewart's character gets to see all the people's lifes his good deeds have touched and transformed. I believe Pete is able to see what good he did and that is his reward and joy. That he was able to do in his short life what the average person will never accomplish - even trying. Pete was by no means average. His presence in every person's life he met was truly a PRESENCE. I don't know how he managed to be the person he was, but his shoes will not be filled. Luckily he continues to inspire and touch us. I'm just so grateful to have known him and have his example as a constant source of inspiration to strife to be positive and shine "this little light of mine." My thoughts and prayers are with all of us who miss Pete today and always. Love to all.

Jean Manos - 01/16/07 01:58 PM

oh abundant one, vivid are you, still, in my sacred spot of deep within. house of heaven, all tenses merge here...inspiring a smile, of inspiration, of calm...like you always did, and do, and will...into the everlasting...

thank you pete. this sunset over white mountains turns my thoughts to you, for awe of you and this world so mysterious. thank you thank you thank you.

ada - 01/16/07 04:53 PM

Much love to Pete's family. Love to all his friends. Keep on livin an lovin!

Andrew Gran - 01/16/07 05:07 PM

A brand new baby was born [today] Just in time Papa cried, baby cried Said "Your tears are like mine" My friend Ryan officially became an uncle today Pete. She's a beautiful baby girl. And... They say that New life makes losing life easier to understand Words are kind They helped ease the mind I'll miss my old friend And though you gotta go We'll keep a piece of your soul One goes out One comes in Love you, Mar

Mar - 01/16/07 11:06 PM

started studying guitar again - just for fun, think you'd approve of that Pete. got some cool music today too - some sublime; an accoustic album of theirs; some modest mouse (building nothing out of something) muse & just you know: inspiring & motivating/ trying to keep it real and feel/be/become upbeat, and remember the good. authentic now,means participating. love ya.

~alli - 01/24/07 01:08 PM

Rest in peace pete, you also have the honour of being a googlewhack!

conrad and pete - 01/31/07 03:19 AM

A quote from Pete T. "Real life is Heaven to me"

- 01/31/07 02:53 PM

I was up in the mountain snow yesterday. The peace and quiet were beautiful. You remind me of so much beauty!

mom - 02/07/07 08:31 AM

hey pete, wish we were climbing peaks in AZ together...the weather is always beautiful here... started drawing on stones, think you would enjoy this process...miss you... L

- 02/10/07 06:15 PM

I don't know if this will work; it's a map of visitors, I love the idea of it. *grin* SENDING You ALL big HUGS & good conversations and sincerest moments to you each: I love you.

Create your own visitor map!

~alli - 02/10/07 07:18 PM

oh, I guess it just logged me, not all the past visitors: big ol' hugs to you guys!!!

alli - 02/10/07 07:26 PM

I love you Pete!! I miss you. Thinking of you on Valentine's day. Hugs and love. Family is good - got cards and letters from family; it's nice how when you talk to people, they talk back, and it goes around. I called some friends this week I've not talked to in too long, too: that was so nice. G'night & lOTS of LOVE.

~alli - 02/14/07 09:14 PM

Veiled hints of spring trying to sneak past winter's frozen facade reminds me that today is the beginning of the new asian solar-lunar new year. Reading Pete Dillon's post on time, and knowing the cycles of going round and round the sun while struggling to see that as only a linear progression along the arrow of time, it is refreshing to consider that the time is one of our most precious and convenient illusions. And while January 1st is such an arbitrary fixed point, this new year of the Fire Boar/Pig that began an hour ago, reminds us that it is our physical and grounded connection to this earth and planet that matters. We are here now, and all that has come before, and all that will come to pass are implied within this moment, for all time. Celebrate the radiance of our lives and smile at the wonder of it all. A little Mardi Gras Carnivale thrown in just makes it all the better, mais oui??? I do know that Pete sure would have liked what is happening here in Spokane with groups such as the Faith & Environment Network and Restoring Eden. More and more, people are awakening to their daily responsibilities to actively and consciously care about creation. It is so amazing to see so many get involved at this point. Pete's vision lives on and on in so many ways.

spyder - 02/17/07 09:16 AM

Thanks spyder. Pete is in and with all of us.

freya - 02/17/07 04:26 PM

love is here.

- 02/22/07 10:08 PM

when i think of heaven, i think of you. do you think of me too?

mar - 02/27/07 02:31 PM

wow; look at all u wonderful peoples who have visited here from Feb 10th to Feb 28th. we all miss you Pete! I saw a black bird today gliding and playing on the wind channels - just gliding and dipping and lifting with hardly a wings' move... & thought of you, I saw a hawk last week with sunlight on its wings and thought of you & I saw an Bald Eagle gliding over my neighborhood the week before : I guess somehow looking up at that big sky they're playing in and the big vast world, makes me feel closer to you, and like you could be just checkin' in at that moment. I love you so much.

~alli - 02/28/07 04:16 PM

Really cool eclipse of the moon tonight

alli - 03/03/07 07:55 PM

I love Pete and miss him dearly Had a beautiful day at baby Makapu'u spread his ashes at sunset, had a little surf, and leis and a few beers for him. It was soooo amazing. Paddled out just before sunset on longboards got in a circle chanted a oli, said a prayer, sang a song and let pete go into the beautiful ocean. It was also full moon that night so it was absolutely breath taking. Caught a few waves and I could feel his soft spirit. Gosh I miss that boy.

I will send you some pictures. You are all in my thoughts and Pete will always be an angel that boards by us.

Love you

Kanakolu - 03/06/07 04:21 PM

thanks Kanakolu for loving Pete and taking him with you to the waves.

freya - 03/10/07 03:55 PM

Thanks for being here, Pete.

- 03/12/07 12:01 AM

Love is trying, striving, giving, listening. Thanks for teaching me so much Pete - when I feel frustrated and down, sometimes it seems you still pick me up: thank you.

alli - 03/12/07 01:23 PM

why are we afaid? together we are the quiet & thoughtful "masses" ; I think perhaps, PeteT would encourage us to speak up about our conerns: what do you think?

~alli - 03/20/07 11:16 PM

Hey- such a beautiful day outside today here in minnesota - the sun's come up all orange and now the sky is a bright blue, puffy clouds - should be in the 50's & 60's today. thinking of all of you, Pete's friends & of Pete too - nice days like this make me think of Pete & his love affinity & attachment to the beautiful world around us. It's good to feel nice outside. I'm ready for springtime.

Love, ~Alli - 03/23/07 05:55 AM

Hey Pete. It seems like I come here most often when I'm stressed out, feeling really burdened. I come here to reconnect with this grief, this grief I think we'll all be carrying with us through the end. But here we can share it, be with it and with each other and with you. It's this crazy, transcendent feeling that I get here, like all other perceived stresses in context become trivial. Pete is dead. That sentence is really hard to write. I miss you buddy. We all do. So much. You inspire us all. In the tougher moments, I remind myself of the courage and resilience and compassion I think you were trying to achieve through quiet action. Your beautiful legacy is that here we are, together as family, sharing grief, sharing optimism.

Pete Dillon - 03/28/07 09:01 PM

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If you find yourself getting wrapped up in your relationships to the exclusion of all else, consider that your appreciation of friends and family need not prevent you from seeking to make new acquaintances in the various spheres of your life. You will likely be more receptive than usual to the attention of people you do not know today as you understand that they may one day become friends. Our appreciation for the relationships that sustain our spirits can motivate us to both nurture those individuals we care so deeply about and seek out the company of those who have the potential to become good friends. Since we recognize the important role our relatives and friends have played in our lives, we are less apt to take these important individuals for granted. Likewise, we are receptive to the fact that people we do not yet know are almost always potential loved ones. We are naturally kinder, more loving, and more compassionate when we see the value of human contact and how it has served to make our lives more satisfying over the years. The kinship you feel today will remind you of how important your relationships with others are in the context of your ongoing and lasting well-being.

- from http://www.dailyom.com/ which is a web site I've found to have encouraging, reflective, caring & thought-provoking daily philosophy posts - I get emails from it everyday & have for almost 2 years now, and it's really helped me clear my head sometimes to really think deeply about the larger context of, well, just everything. Hope you are all taking care of yourselves -

alli - 04/02/07 08:01 AM

Hey Pete, I'm making corn bread for your birthday on wednesday. You would rather have a good fresh cornbread than cake. Maybe all your friends will make a batch and we'll share it remembering you. Love Ya!!

freya - 04/09/07 11:01 AM

Happy day of your lovely birth, Pete! I will celebrate with much joy the awesomeness that our lives got intertwined as brother & sister for a whole 23 years: I adore you & love you & miss you!

I love this day - Happy birthday - I'm so lucky I got you as one of my brothers.

~sis alli - 04/11/07 06:07 AM

I miss you long time Pete.

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Missing you, Felicidades...

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What a crazy world we live in!... robots wander around looking for places to inject an ad for empowerment drugs when what we really are seeking is connection to life. Pete, you have taught us so much about looking for real life. I come back to thinking of you when I start wandering off myself into useless dead ends that have no real life in them. Those of you who visit here, please ignore those robot deposits.. they get deleted as often as Alli can. And come back often & share your thoughts with us.... Peace be with you.

freya - 04/16/07 10:50 AM

I remember swinging our feet over the side of the bridges. I remember how we would sit in silence and watch the water pass. It made our racing thought seem so much slower then.

mar - 04/16/07 10:51 PM

I'm pretty sure Pete would think all this is hilarious...

Pete Dillon - 04/21/07 06:29 PM

yeah we're some spam robots favorite - gah.

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spam spam, go away, come again some other freakin' day boo. alrighty. I've devoured the mighty spam robot posts but if they return: have no fear, the spam meister is here.

sis alli. - 04/24/07 05:58 PM

Hey all; I've been getting out to see some live music and it really revitalizes the soul. love to you all.

~Alli - 04/25/07 07:55 PM

Love survives in spite of negatives. There are those who must 'sell' and are afraid to be themselves. Pete abhorred selling. Embrace the day and love life!

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life's not fair. all we can do is the best we can do. *hugs*

~alli - 05/03/07 08:01 PM

I just want to write that Pete's influence on the people around him never cease to amaze me. I have the tendency to be extremely self-absorbed and bent on thinking of only my individual and worldly goals. Yet once every couple of weeks, Pete pops into my head and it's as if a rush of cold, cool, refreshing water splashes me in the face and reminds me of what is truly important: family, friends, and God. Pete believed in the importance of not taking one's self too seriously, yet seriously enough to remember that we are created by a benevolent God that inherently loves us, despite our short comings and the world's.

Harry - 05/04/07 06:44 PM

Mayday, Cinco De Mayo - Mother's Day - Spring gardening - I hope you guys are getting some nice outdoor time in under the benevolent spring sun & rains. Peace & love,

~alli - 05/06/07 08:16 PM

A giant supernova exploded yesterday. In ending its life, ithe supernova scatters "new elements across space to fertilize future stars and planets". I can't help but notice the parallels. It seems life grows from life, beauty engenders more wonders. We have all become seed beds of Pete's gentle being. Care for it, love it, watch it share with you life. To all mothers, to all children, I wish you LOVE!

freya - 05/08/07 01:16 PM

remembering the day when i saw Pete mixing music outside of Crosby, the sign read 'Tripp Pete.' it was pretty sweet. miss you...

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well, at least these drug-robot spammers are cheerful ;) I think that Pete would laugh with us at the ridiculously inane posts by what are obvious robot spammers

- hopefully I'll talk one of my programmer friends into writing up something that will block these - might be a login to post, or a "are you a robot" code - we'll see what they think up, k?

meanwhile, thanks for enduring this trying time, and hope you're getting some of this wonderful spring weather outside.

Peace & Love, n don't forget the laughter: k. Laugh it off, it's just life - it's all something interesting. take what you can from what's here and there and engage it, share your thoughts with your community and maybe come back with some new ideas, k?

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