When I was a young kid 11 years old, Pete (aged 17) and I shared the upper attic bedroom on Northcote Ave. One evening, late at night, I was almost asleep when Pete, coming up the stairs, put his suit jacket on backwards and was walking with his arms extended upward so that he looked like Frankenstein. The lights were out and he was muttering and making gurgling noises like Frankenstein, scaring the crap out of me...!!! Then he turned the lights on and we both started laughing. Pete was a joker and loved fun! I love you Bro!!! John Kubis