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Eric Peterson
Santa Rosa, CA
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There are “Long Strange Trip” stories about careers, kids,
milestones and other things but this one is about my first true
love.
After WRHS I went to music school in SF (I got in thanks to Larry
Wallace.) I soon met Maureen and we got engaged. (She applied for
but declined a job as a bookkeeper with the Grateful Dead way before
they were known.) After the SFCM and then Hastings, we eventually
split up in Ireland where she stayed and later married an Irish guy.
I gradually lost track of her.
My Occupation:
I married, we had kids, a couple of different careers and in the 1990’s,
after almost 30 years in the Bay Area, moved to Spokane. Kids grew
up, I started and sold a business, played in a big brass band, and
then a few years ago with my marriage at an end & both kids away at
school I moved alone to Santa Rosa, a town in the middle of wine
country, 60 miles N of SF.
My Family:
I knew no one there but then quite by accident discovered that Maureen,
who I hadn’t seen in 35 years, lived 10 minutes from my new home.
Meeting again felt like destiny. We fell in love all over again and
got married at the age of 64 with a brass band playing “When I’m 64”
- which came out in 1967 when we were first together in SF.
Favorite Memories:
She survived a lung transplant (an amazing story in itself) but then
succumbed to a fungal infection and died in 2012. I was completely
devastated & spent the next 2 years in pretty much full time
mourning. One of Maureen’s friends (who had attended the same
Catholic girls schools in SF a few years after Maureen) helped me
recover and now we are making a new life together. I’m sure it would
be with Maureen’s blessings.
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