My mother-in-law Joan reminded me about a memory she had of a Fourth of July party where cousins from Scotland (Peter, Pauline and their kids) were in town and Peter happened to be home from the road. Nettie was alive, though she was slight, frail, with senility setting in ... she was quietly sitting in her chair nodding her head but not really paying attention. Since cousin Peter of Scotland is a professional classical guitarist, he and Pete decided to jam a little in the backyard of sister Nancy and brother-in-law Roberts, home on Staten Island, playing songs that everyone could sing along to, while each displayed their musical talents. Cathy had her tamborine and jammed along with them, as the other sisters and family sang harmony. Pete had a mic and in between songs, would make jokes, banter with the family while playing everything from Beatle songs to his mom's and older generation's favorites. We positioned Nettie in front of him, so that she could see her son and be able to stay involved in the activities. At one point, she was looking up at him, adoring him from her seat, clapping when appropriate. At some point during the session, she took a little snooze. Peter took notice of how peaceful she looked, stood in front of her and in his best spooky voice into the mic he said ... "Annette ... Annette ... This is Jesus Christ Annette ... Welcome ...Welcome to Heaven Annette" It was sad because she practically jumped out of her seat. She smiled when she saw him looking down on her, knowing that once again she was the butt end of Pete's joke. After the performance, we all ganged up on him and threw him in the pool. It took 5 of us girls (his neices) to drag him in. He of course, held onto us tightly and when he couldn't stand it anymore, dragged us into the pool with him.

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From USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Becca Steele comes a new standalone M/M college romance. My first year at university started with a bang...literally. I crashed into someone's car. Even worse? It turns out that the person I blindsided is my new housemate, Liam, second-year student and football player. It's hate at first sight...until it isn't. But even if he doesn't hate me anymore, it doesn't change the fact that he's straight. At least, I thought he was. One night, one kiss, and everything I thought I knew turns upside down. They say actions speak louder than words. And his actions tell me that he wants me.

A Warm TY to Lisa (Druidess02) for Sharing Her Memories of Meeting Peter Steele: ... I have to say that not a day passes that I haven't gone on the site, and it warms my heart that you all write such beautiful stories about a man that changed my life forever. I was turned on to Type O Negative when I was nine years old by my older brother, Joe, and immediately I fell in love with their music, and of course, your brother/uncle. In fact, I laugh a how open you all were as a family, because I can relate—I was raised in a very open household, and since my mother knew how much I loved Peter, she went out and bought the Playgirl which many of her friends (not to mention my friends' parents) shunned, but her reaction was, "Well, she's going to have to see one sooner or later." Anyway, I guess it's fitting that I'm now a pornographer, and one of the magazines at the publishing company I work at is Playgirl. Anyway, like you all, we're a tight-knit, fun-loving family, and I am so thrilled that you're all keeping his memory alive. I was lucky enough to meet Peter three times, with one being of epic proportions (at least to the 17-year-old me at the time) when he got a picture taken with me after the two years before when the picture I took with him never came out. At the time, I was livid, since it was the first time anyone ever said I was beautiful. I still get choked up when I think about his holding my hand and telling me that, considering my self-esteem has never been on the high end. To this day, he has been the only man to tell me that, which, to me, is awesome because it from your brother/uncle—a genuine, kind soul. *************** A Special TY to Marci for Sharing Her Green Man "Pet" - I Love It ! ********************** Peter Steele's sister, Pat, notes that she heard this song the day before Pete died and it has stuck with her. She thinks that it would make a great song for a band to do as a memorial to Pete. Against the Wind by Bob Seger It seems like yesterday but it was long ago (Janey) was lovely she was the queen of my nights There in the darkness with the radio playing low. And the secrets that we shared, the mountains that we moved. Caught like a wildfire out of control ‘Til there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove. And I remember what she said to me, how she swore that it never would end I remember how she held me oh so tight. Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then ! Against the wind; we were runnin' against the wind We were young and strong, we were runnin' against the wind. The years rolled slowly past and I found myself alone. Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends, I found myself further and further from my home. And I guess I lost my way, there were oh so many roads. I was living to run and running to live Never worried about paying or even how much I owed. Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time Breaking all of the rules that would bend I began to find myself searching, searching for shelter again and again Against the wind; a little something against the wind I found myself seeking shelter against the wind Well those drifter's days are past me now; I've got so much more to think about. Deadlines and commitments; what to leave in, what to leave out Against the wind, I'm still runnin' against the wind. I'm older now but still runnin' against the wind. ************* Note From Darcie: Big Thanks To Everyone Who Sends Me Their Artwork, Their Poems, Their Stories, Videos, Photos, etc. I Am Back Logged At The Moment On Email, But I Promise I Will Let You Know I Have Received Your Email & Your Work. Much Thanks To Everyone. The Family Knows How Much Work You All Put Into Your Creations. And We Love Them !!

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