by Andrea Peirce | Dec 27, 2021
Today, on the second anniversary of the death of my Dad, Neal Peirce, I keep thinking about how he was always home for the holidays — and how this stood in contrast to the rest of the year, when he was always on the road. As a kid, the sight of Dad’s leather suitcase...
by Andrea Peirce | Dec 12, 2021
On a bright afternoon in October, I telephoned three journalists to let them know that our brand new foundation — started in memory of my dad, Neal Peirce — was giving each of them a travel grant of up to $1,500. I was delivering good news… so why were my hands...
by Andrea Peirce | Jul 26, 2021
When my Dad died in December 2019, two thoughts overwhelmed me. One was that he’d had a wild ride in life, a grand time. He shared this with me on the porch overlooking his beloved Newfound Lake one glorious August afternoon, the sun at his back. “If I died now,...
