R.I. P. Peter Chandler Rowe

Peter in the early 80's... (First!) in line at the Greek Theatre, Berkeley


Here's the cryptic email message I got today...

"The medical examiner just put Peter in the truck and drove
away........................."

It came from my frequently-mentioned Aiko-Bro, who lives across the street from the garage in San Francisco where Peter slept for years. Once, Peter was a happy young deadhead, and always first-in-line. He died nearly homeless and in poor health. Ah, but I knew him when life was golden. I hope he gave Falwell the finger, if their matter somehow mingled.




New Years Eve 1985