Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Barbara Slavin: We will miss him so much

Peter always had to remind me that he was older.

I edited his first big story for UPI – something really sexy about solid waste disposal in Westchester County, N.Y. -- so I thought of him as the kid reporter. As the years passed and Peter became a big-time editor, the age thing became a running joke between us. We stayed in touch after we both left UPI and began traveling the world, reconnecting in Hong Kong and then, happily, in Washington, D.C. When Peter turned up on the State Department beat, I was ecstatic. There was something so comforting about sitting next to him on those endless flights, knowing he wouldn’t mind if I snored and that we would backstop each other on quotes. He worked harder than anyone and always with great enthusiasm. Occasionally, I could persuade him to come out for a meal but only after every single desk at AFP was more than satisfied. Conscientious doesn’t begin to capture his work ethic.

But Peter was so much more than the consummate journalist. The father of two daughters, he took time to mentor a fatherless boy – the son of a friend whose death was even more untimely. Peter and Catherine’s hospitality was legendary, bringing together the old UPI crowd to celebrate their wedding anniversaries, reminding us how lucky we were to have worked together at that crazy place and at that wonderful time for journalism. Peter was the ultimate Brooklyn boy made good, the guy who always worried about others, who made everyone feel at home, who made friends from Flatbush to Tehran.

We will miss him so much.

-- Barbara Slavin