Monday, January 24, 2011
The first time I saw Bob, I was 18, back then it was nothing to get a ride from a "stranger". Hey, he drove a limo, so my friend and I saw nothing wrong with hoping in his car! I was on my way to Florida. Imagine my surprise when this stranger was reading the paper in my mom's chair, in my house when I got home 2 weeks later. Bob told a lot of jokes (not all of the good), but he tried. I will say, he gave the BEST shoulder massages. Over the years, there have been a lot of ups and downs, but the most important thing is that he loved my mom - a lot. And for that I thank him. Rest in Peace Robert, Rest in Peace. Love Wendy
