Peter T. Brown – 8 of 9

May 05, 2017 By: erik Category: Family

Peter Brown

What follows is a serial essay written by my father, Paul Rasmussen, about his best friend, Peter Brown. Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Sometime that fall Peter’s kidneys stopped working entirely, and he began dialysis. Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays he lay in a recliner for six hours connected to a machine which filtered waste from his blood. For several hours afterwards he was exhausted. Despite the toll it took on his body, Peter remained upbeat. He had a single standard answer to the “How are you doing?” inquiry, which he stuck to for thirty years. “Can’t complain!” he would say cheerfully. Every time I heard him say that I thought to myself “Dude! If anybody has a right to complain it is you!”, but I never said a word.
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Peter T. Brown – 4 of 9

April 27, 2017 By: erik Category: Family

Peter Brown

What follows is a serial essay written by my father, Paul Rasmussen, about his best friend, Peter Brown. Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

During the day I took classes and interned at a mental health center in another town, and Peter took some Social Work courses. At night we played pinball. As was our habit, we brought our autistic analytical skills to the task, and became very good pinball players. We joined the International Pinball Association and became card-carrying members. I was “Flips”, because of my mad flipper skills. Peter was “Plunger”, because he was agonizingly slow introducing each ball into play. Having previously determined the optimum amount of momentum the ball should carry as it exited the chute, he would routinely bend over and examine the plunger marks closely before loosing the ball.
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