I left Johnstown in 1959, I joined the army and after my hitch I ended
up in Ypsilanti MI. I then wound up as a firefighter in Ann Arbor MI.
My brother Richard still lives in Johnstown. When I recently visited Richard I found
out that my childhood friend Pete Peckich had passed away. We grew up together in same neighborhood, I remember going to school in the morning and his mother would give us a spoonfull of cod liver oil every morning, we played all sports on Jones Alley and Chestnut Street schoolground , his father was always playing catch with Pete after school, teaching him how to pitch,
Petes mother was coach for our Little League Baseball Team, his mother was a very caring person to him and all the kids in the neighborhood. Pete was a very unselfish kid himself. I never kept in touch with Pete when I left Johnstown but I know
I lost a very good friend. I have also missed the greatest little town in the world, Johnstown Pa.
Ray Sabo, Chelsea MI.
