I met Peter back in 2010 when we went on a missions trip to Haiti. He was 12 years old and was just a ball of energy. I remember being impressed by just how much heart he had. Instead of being a "3rd wheel" or just a tag-a-long like I figured most kids would be, he truly was part of our team and worked right along side us. He impressed me. I got to see Peter here and there over the following years, and just like so many people talk about, he always had a smile on his face. He and my son had become friends and I was always glad to know that my son was friends with him. Above is a picture of us all in Haiti. We were building a dam in the river to make a deeper pool to baptize some of the Haitians we were there serving. Peter is right in front of the girl wearing the yellow shirt. The picture makes it look like we were all standing around watching someone else, but we all worked hard that day! I will miss Peter. I'm going to make it a point to be on one of the build crews for Peter's House.