We were transferred to the Island in the middle of the school year. Peter was in Grade One.

Most children would have a hard time moving away and starting a new school.

Not Peter. It was an adventure to him.

Our next-door neighbour was a teacher at his new school. She told us that the Grade One teacher had come into the staff room and said: "I have a new little boy in my class. His name is Peter and if ever I have a son, I hope he's just like him".

I always said Peter reminded me of Opie on the Andy Griffith Show.