Peter was a bright, friendly, goofy, happy-go-lucky boy. He made instant friends with the mega-watt grin that was always on his face. I start smiling just thinking about Peter.
-- (Sally Konley, Friend - October 2015)
I was in second grade at the time of the fire, Sister Faustina's class I think. Peter's Uncle Joe and my dad, Jack Galgano, were best friends -- they grew up together in the neighborhood. I have a very nice memory of Peter visiting our house on the Thanksgiving before the fire. I was sick and in bed and I remember him coming to see how I was and cheering me up!
I also have a very vivid memory of the night of the fire and Peter's parents frantically looking for him -- asking me if I had seen him -- it's not a good memory.
-- (Marie Galgano Flamm, Friend - October 2015)
I was in kindergarten with Peter when we did the McNamara's band with Sister Mary Remi.
-- (Mike Michalski, Friend - October 2015)
I remember that his Mom and mine were friends and used to have coffee together on Chicago Avenue. We were both only children and sort of indulged. My Mom said Peter's Mother was never the same after the fire. Peter had a great smile. I still remember it.
-- (Joanne Treppiedi Marraccini, Classmate - October 2015)