Everyday after school, I would get off the bus with Christi and Curt. We would play Barbie’s, watch Batman, play school, and wait for Chris to come home from work. He would fix dinner and we would sit around the table and talk and eat. Through the years, he began to call me Daughter#2. I LOVED that. I felt that. So many wonderful memories of growing up an honorary Peter family member... Chris was always doing something. I bet you he has already started a new project in Heaven. God’s newest handyman. I will miss you Dad#2, but feeling so happy that you were a huge part of molding me. Love and Peace to Carolyn, Christi, Curt and everybody who was lucky enough to call him friend. Love you all, Stacey Leslie-Peter-Lamb💛