Want to share something?

If you have a story or anecdote about Fee you would like to share, please let me know. I'm sure we can arrange something.

Cheers,

Peter

Fireman, not-fireman stories

Fireman

My mother, the girls and I had discovered a new material for making those wispy little cloud-like things for Christmas decorations. Fee lit a small sample using his lighter, and demonstrated to us the folly of our design (whatever we used was very flammable.)

Non-Fireman

Jeffrey was 4 or 5 years old. A small fire started in the garbage room/closet of 12 Pell St. (it was underneath the stairs on the first floor.) I remember waiting for Fee to do something, and finally I just grabbed Jeffrey, and went downstairs and out into the street. Everyone was fine, and the real fireman arrived shortly afterward.

So, I got to be a fireman. ;)

Remembering Fee

My initial memory of Fee is as a young man (teen), who had been told by his mother that this was who she was marrying. Of course, my first words were: wtf? But, she was my first girlfriend (Mom), and I was a little jealous.

But, Fee made her happy (in ways I couldn't do), and I am happy he did.

John B.'s comments

"Well, you and are are getting closer and closer..."