I first met “Pete the Beat” back in the early 90’s when he was the drummer in His Kids children’s church. We became reacquainted in the last year as he came to worship in the chapel each week. Though he had lost his ability to verbally communicate, we had many wonderful unspoken moments. My Sunday was complete when I got to see Pete and his huge grin. He still lit up the room. I will miss him, but rejoice greatly that he was in my life and that now he walks wholly with the One he loved and served. I strive to be the wife Debbie was to Pete…in sickness and in health.