I think the story that defines Pierre for me is his fox story.  He had a fox that lived near his home and it would venture closer and closer to the house.  He would leave some food out for it and eventually would leave some food in the garage where Pierre would sit in front of his wood burning stove.  The fox trusted him so much it would come and eat in the garage while he was there and sit for some time.  It shows you how big hearted and caring Pierre was.  God bless and rest in peace, you will be missed.