Peregrinator, Rest in Peace

Bitter? I think it’s sweet how a married guy from the suburbs managed to cultivate and maintain such a large, loyal, attractive string of bitches from all over the USA.

Super sweet!

You who did not know the man do not have the right to besmirch his memory. What is your malfunction to think it is okay to post shit about a dead man? He was a better man than you could ever hope to be and he probably would have defended your right to say what you want, but I cannot let it stand. You, sir, are an ass.
 
You who did not know the man do not have the right to besmirch his memory. What is your malfunction to think it is okay to post shit about a dead man? He was a better man than you could ever hope to be and he probably would have defended your right to say what you want, but I cannot let it stand. You, sir, are an ass.

You've made a lot of rather nasty assumptions about me in your post, none of which are appropriate or true.

Fact is, Perg was "very popular" with the ladies here and in particular the good-looking ones.

If you find that upsetting, it says more about you than me.
 
I first met Peregrinator almost two decades ago, right here in this lovely little pocket of the Internet, an on-line community that was filled with engaging, brash, earnest, passionate, compassionate, very real characters. The very concept of "meeting" people, entirely virtually, challenged my notions and boundaries of what it takes become friends. Peregrinator was one of the best. He lived an extraordinary life, and a simple life. And in a community based on anonymity, he shared freely and openly of himself. He offered insight and wisdom, borne of experience and rare intelligence. He sought to learn and be better. He was a friend.

As Peregrinator shared his real-life tales of exploration and adventure and aid, I too shared his stories among my off-line friends. He was quickly dubbed the Most Interesting Man of Vermont. Our virtual friendship migrated to another platform, and we stayed in touch over the years. And when I announced that I was moving to New York last summer, suddenly it became a possibility that I could finally meet, in person, my long-time on-line friend and his lovely wife. I had hoped this summer to make that happen. One short road trip away.

Peregrinator, you will be missed. You were loved, and are loved, by so many souls. I am happy that I could call you a friend. My deepest sympathies go out to his wife, family, and other friends, for this life cut short too soon.

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I used to post as Mischka, but hell if I can remember the password or email I used to log on back in the day. It seemed fitting to return, to eulogize our friend here, where we all first met.
 
Perg was "very popular" with the ladies here and in particular the good-looking ones.


for example....

I first met Peregrinator almost two decades ago, right here in this lovely little pocket of the Internet, an on-line community that was filled with engaging, brash, earnest, passionate, compassionate, very real characters. The very concept of "meeting" people, entirely virtually, challenged my notions and boundaries of what it takes become friends. Peregrinator was one of the best. He lived an extraordinary life, and a simple life. And in a community based on anonymity, he shared freely and openly of himself. He offered insight and wisdom, borne of experience and rare intelligence. He sought to learn and be better. He was a friend.

As Peregrinator shared his real-life tales of exploration and adventure and aid, I too shared his stories among my off-line friends. He was quickly dubbed the Most Interesting Man of Vermont. Our virtual friendship migrated to another platform, and we stayed in touch over the years. And when I announced that I was moving to New York last summer, suddenly it became a possibility that I could finally meet, in person, my long-time on-line friend and his lovely wife. I had hoped this summer to make that happen. One short road trip away.

Peregrinator, you will be missed. You were loved, and are loved, by so many souls. I am happy that I could call you a friend. My deepest sympathies go out to his wife, family, and other friends, for this life cut short too soon.

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I used to post as Mischka, but hell if I can remember the password or email I used to log on back in the day. It seemed fitting to return, to eulogize our friend here, where we all first met.
 
It seemed fitting to return, to eulogize our friend here, where we all first met.

And how would you even know ... or know there was a thread here? Seriously, this is getting creepy as hell.
 
I remember it to this day, along with other people I met. Real connections that I thought I could not have I am very, very grateful to him and so many people from here who are the reasons why I don't post here anymore. You know who you are; if you smile when you read this post, it is you. And I am smiling too. Thanks Perg, and everyone else who met me.

PS this extends to people I did not meet too. If it felt like a connection, it was. And it probably benefited me more than you. So thanks.
Hello LadyFunkenstein! I was Mischka back in the day (forgot the log in, though). When I heard the news of Peregrinator's unexpected passing, I too found myself compelled to return to these old stomping grounds. This place was brimming with connections that colored beyond the lines. I am glad you benefitted from those experiences and are doing well now.
 
And how would you even know ... or know there was a thread here? Seriously, this is getting creepy as hell.

This "friendships" thing can be quite complicated. I wouldn't sweat it if I were you.
 
Hello LadyFunkenstein! I was Mischka back in the day (forgot the log in, though). When I heard the news of Peregrinator's unexpected passing, I too found myself compelled to return to these old stomping grounds. This place was brimming with connections that colored beyond the lines. I am glad you benefitted from those experiences and are doing well now.

Show us your tits, n00b.

:kiss:
 
And how would you even know ... or know there was a thread here? Seriously, this is getting creepy as hell.

Why does it bother you so much that people carry their friendships from here out into the real world? Please, if you're going to shit all over the thread, just be quiet.
 
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You who did not know the man do not have the right to besmirch his memory. What is your malfunction to think it is okay to post shit about a dead man? He was a better man than you could ever hope to be and he probably would have defended your right to say what you want, but I cannot let it stand. You, sir, are an ass.

Little lace is bitter and jealous little man with no real redeeming qualities. Perg was 10x the man lace is.
When little lace was banned he got ogg to post a letter he wrote to the GB and was laughed at and mocked. He never quite got over that humiliation.
 
Show us your tits, n00b.

:kiss:

Ha! :kiss: I bumped the old selfie thread and added a photo. Perg would have smiled.

Back to the topic at hand. The last time I spoke with Perg he was helping me with some antique silver that I inherited, but that was in need of repair. He put me in contact with a swordsmith who specializes in rare objects. Because of course he knew people like that.
 
It’s on social media. So old timers are checking in here. Simple as that

Exactly. Some of us are still in touch. Connections and bonds were formed that will stay with us always. I treasure all the Litogethers, and those I had the honor to meet in person and virtually. Last night I re-read old PMs from friends who have passed on, including from Perg. Bittersweet. He was a good and kind friend.
 
And how would you even know ... or know there was a thread here? Seriously, this is getting creepy as hell.

Stop being a miserable old cuntbiscuit, some of these people have been friends OFF Lit for two decades. You might have had a similar experience if you weren't such a po-faced bastard all the time.
 
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Perg was a top drawer bloke, and was missed here long before his passing.

The way folks are celebrating and remembering him tell you a great deal about how the man lived his life.

Much strength to his family, friends, and loved ones during this time of remembrance. :rose:
 
It is good to see so many of the old school faces again. I am coastalboy. Perg and I had many late night conversations ranging from science and environmental issues, to God and spirituality, to who had the bestest tits on Lit. Sad those days have long ended. But the magic Perg fostered here...lives on. F7ck the haters. Love to all those that smile at the name of Perg
 
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