Goodbye Peter.

Peter Gzowski died today.

I grew up listening to Peter Gzowski every morning on Morningside. As I grew older, I came to be often incredibly frustrated by him, true, but I’ve never heard a morning commentator since that could hold a candle to him.

It’s odd how some things really affect you – I read he was sick a couple of days ago, and didn’t really think too much of it. I read he’s died, and I feel this great sucking hole inside of me, drawing me in and down into it. I feel sad and, in a way that only seems to happen when public personae who are important to me die, a little more alone.