My father John Deitz knew Mr. Di Rubbo in the US Army at basic training at Camp Breckenridge in Kentucky. My father tells me he became a ski trooper and went to Hokkaido. My father ended up in Korea. I am 67 and my father always had glowing about Peter. He regrets not having looked him up on his visits to Peekskill.
I will always remember that sly-goofy smirk you would give whenever we would joke around. You made our family gatherings fun. Until we meet again, love you cuz.
