One of the happiest days of my life was on August 4, 1980. I met my best friend that I would later call my Buddy Pete at the National Gallery of Art. It is a day that I will treasure forever. One of the saddest days of my life was on June 2, 2022. It was the day that I received a telephone call telling me that my best friend had gained his wings. On this day, my heart was shattered into a million pieces. The pain of losing him just did not seem real because we had a special bond that only our closest friends could understand. Our bond was so strong that anyone that knew us could feel our love from across the room. When I called my brother to tell him that my best friend had left us. He said, “When I first met Pete, I did not like him that much, it was a macho thing I guess, but after we started playing cards together, I loved him.” I said, “you should have told me because I would have told Pete. I know he would have had a good laugh with me because we both would have thought how you could have not liked him.” One thing I do know for sure Pete loved him too.
I was in the hospital for four days after I learned that he had left us. On the fourth day the doctors told me that I was going home, I was so happy I picked up the phone to call him because he was my best friend that I called whenever I was happy or sad. And, then reality hit me, I remember that he had left us. As I held the phone I said, “Oh my God,” What am I going to do without him. I know that it is selfish of me to want him here, but I just do not know what I am going to do without him. It is hard to go on after a devastating loss. And the only thing that we can do is to trust God to ease our pain.
People can only imagine a friend like Pete. They only come one in a million. My Buddy Pete was a gentle man that would open doors for a woman. Shakes hands with a man that he just met. He was the kind of man that would never disrespect any person. He had class and charisma and his smile would light up the sky. No matter man, woman, or child, he was there to lend a hand with anything that he could do for you. He was always there to listen to your problems and give you advise on how to manage a situation that might be hard for you to solve. And, most of all he was a loving person that loved his wife Pamela, children, grandchildren, and all his family and friends.
To my Buddy Pete, as you take that journey to the heavens with “Our Awesome God,” I want you to know that you are loved and will be deeply missed. May you Rest in Peace with “Our Awesome God.”
Love you forever,
Sharman Gresham Savoy