Family and Later Years
In approximately 1891, Peitz was married to Maggie Peitz, a German immigrant who was born at sea in 1868. At the time of the 1900 United States Census, Peitz and his wife were living in Cincinnati. They had a daughter, Viola (born March 1898), and an infant son (born June 1900).
At the time of the 1910 United States Census, Peitz was living in Meade County, Kentucky with his wife (identified in the census as Martha) and their daughter Viola.
At the time of the 1920 United States Census, Peitz was living in Cincinnati with his wife (identified in the census as Martha) and their daughter Viola. Peitz was employed at that time as a painter with the American Laundry Machinery company in Cincinnati.
At the time of the 1930 United States Census, Peitz was living in Norwood, Ohio with his wife, Martha. His occupation at that time was listed as a painer at an auto body factory.
In August 1932, Peitz, at age 61, played in an old-timers reunion game in Cincinnati. Others participating in the game included Tris Speaker, Honus Wagner, Nick Altrock and Cy Young.
Peitz died at General Hospital in Cincinnati, Ohio at the age of 73.
His brother, Joe Peitz, was his teammate on the Browns in 1894.
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