Albiemanmike
02-09-2005, 03:28 PM
Peter Rothwell et al
I finally just nailed down a new job last week and have been extremely busy with my new job (very good thing) and frankly I have not had time to check the board of late. Last night I came home rather late and after eating logged on to check my email. I received an email from one of the Montauk Guides letting me know that Peter had passed away over the weekend. To say that I was shocked could possibly be the biggest understatement of the century. I am so "heart broken" I can bearly speak. I am not a man prone to extreme outbursts of emotion and rarely do I ever outwardly show any serious emotion but this really hit me hard. I am not even sure why it did but it surely smacked me in the face like a 2 x 4. I met Peter on the water 2-3 years ago off of Montauk during as always the Albie craziness. There he was alone drifting along smoking a cigarette flyrod in hand just taking in the whole scene. I was near by drifting as well and doing much the same as he. We eventually drifted closer and without hesitation Peter started up a discussion with me concerning the days fishing. We must have sat there and drifted around for over an hour watching everyone else chase the fish around like wandering lost souls. We chuckled about it and discussed many other non-fishing subjects that day. It was an instant friendship that just seemed to come naturally to Peter and truly made me feel excepted into the Montauk fraternity. He was a man who truly only comes along a few times in a persons life and sometimes never. He made an indelible impression on me that I will never forget. His poise and respect for others is something to strive for, his innate ability to commune on a fishes level is a trait I can only dream of obtaining. Peter taught me things without even knowing he was teaching, watching him and the things he did have made me a better fisherman and person in general. I lost my father to cancer 2.5 years ago and Peter was one of the first to share his condolences with me and his way of analyzing things and putting things in perspective helped me get through my fathers death enormously. He also shared some very uplifting and positive thoughts about my job situation and what I should do with myself at a time when I was feeling pretty down. I would be somewhat arrogant to say he was my best friend as we only knew each other for a few years but I can honestly say he was one of the best friends I have ever had the honor of meeting and knowing. I feel like I am a better human being after getting to know Peter and he will always be in the back of my mind whenever I am on the water. He was also a man that when others on the net thought it a good idea to chastise me for things I had done came to my defense in a very immediate and opinionated message. I did not ask Peter to do this he did this on his own and speaks to his integrity and feelings about people he knew and respected if I can use that term loosely. I am truly heart broken and saddened in a way I cannot relate here, he just made such an impression on me that words could never describe. Peter I will miss you my friend more than you will unfortunately ever know, this coming fall there will be a very large hole in the Montauk scene that will never be filled, men like you come along rarely and I am proud to say I knew you and even more proud to say you were my friend. Thank you Peter for the things you shared and the things you did for others, I am sorry I never thought to tell you how much I appreciated your kindness and generousity, a mistake I will try desperately not to make again. I only wish I had known you were ill I would have jumped in my truck in a second and come to visit you to give back some of the uplifting thoughts you brought to me. Peter god be with you I hope your suffering was minimal and your trip short, I will see you again and we will whip the Alberts again!
Godspeed to you,
Capt. Michael Mayo
I finally just nailed down a new job last week and have been extremely busy with my new job (very good thing) and frankly I have not had time to check the board of late. Last night I came home rather late and after eating logged on to check my email. I received an email from one of the Montauk Guides letting me know that Peter had passed away over the weekend. To say that I was shocked could possibly be the biggest understatement of the century. I am so "heart broken" I can bearly speak. I am not a man prone to extreme outbursts of emotion and rarely do I ever outwardly show any serious emotion but this really hit me hard. I am not even sure why it did but it surely smacked me in the face like a 2 x 4. I met Peter on the water 2-3 years ago off of Montauk during as always the Albie craziness. There he was alone drifting along smoking a cigarette flyrod in hand just taking in the whole scene. I was near by drifting as well and doing much the same as he. We eventually drifted closer and without hesitation Peter started up a discussion with me concerning the days fishing. We must have sat there and drifted around for over an hour watching everyone else chase the fish around like wandering lost souls. We chuckled about it and discussed many other non-fishing subjects that day. It was an instant friendship that just seemed to come naturally to Peter and truly made me feel excepted into the Montauk fraternity. He was a man who truly only comes along a few times in a persons life and sometimes never. He made an indelible impression on me that I will never forget. His poise and respect for others is something to strive for, his innate ability to commune on a fishes level is a trait I can only dream of obtaining. Peter taught me things without even knowing he was teaching, watching him and the things he did have made me a better fisherman and person in general. I lost my father to cancer 2.5 years ago and Peter was one of the first to share his condolences with me and his way of analyzing things and putting things in perspective helped me get through my fathers death enormously. He also shared some very uplifting and positive thoughts about my job situation and what I should do with myself at a time when I was feeling pretty down. I would be somewhat arrogant to say he was my best friend as we only knew each other for a few years but I can honestly say he was one of the best friends I have ever had the honor of meeting and knowing. I feel like I am a better human being after getting to know Peter and he will always be in the back of my mind whenever I am on the water. He was also a man that when others on the net thought it a good idea to chastise me for things I had done came to my defense in a very immediate and opinionated message. I did not ask Peter to do this he did this on his own and speaks to his integrity and feelings about people he knew and respected if I can use that term loosely. I am truly heart broken and saddened in a way I cannot relate here, he just made such an impression on me that words could never describe. Peter I will miss you my friend more than you will unfortunately ever know, this coming fall there will be a very large hole in the Montauk scene that will never be filled, men like you come along rarely and I am proud to say I knew you and even more proud to say you were my friend. Thank you Peter for the things you shared and the things you did for others, I am sorry I never thought to tell you how much I appreciated your kindness and generousity, a mistake I will try desperately not to make again. I only wish I had known you were ill I would have jumped in my truck in a second and come to visit you to give back some of the uplifting thoughts you brought to me. Peter god be with you I hope your suffering was minimal and your trip short, I will see you again and we will whip the Alberts again!
Godspeed to you,
Capt. Michael Mayo