I met him sometime in the mid or latter part of the 1990's while recruiting parents to coach summer youth basketball.
He stepped forward. I was amazed that he found the time.
My first impressions were that he was loud, brash, arrogant, obnoxious ......
..... I didn't like him!!
It wasn't long though before I realized how much he cared and how passionate he was about anything he became involved with.
That behind all that bluster was someone trying to do the right thing.
I ended up admiring him greatly.
I've crossed paths with him in the grocery store a few times since.
I always thought it was funny, a powerful politician pushing his shopping cart through the aisles.
That he didn't have a personal assistant or intern doing it for him.
He must have rarely made it through without someone recognizing and stopping him to present whatever was on their mind.
I'm thinking he was always happy to listen.
And I doubt that he ever held back his own thoughts.
This bridge, connecting two city parks, was named in honor of Peter Courtney for his longtime efforts in the community.
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