Other than my own father, never have I known such a good man. Bob was passionate, talented, kind hearted, warm, loving and most of all....selfless. He truly loved his family and I am lucky enough to count myself as part of his family. His loyalty and commitment to everyone he loved made everyone around him feel calm, happy and at peace.
Bob helped me through some awful, tough times in my life, when nobody else seemed to know what else to say. He understood my pain and showed me that time heals and faith bring peace. He helped me so much and provided comfort in a time when the world seemed impossible to face. The good times and memories we shared will forever be in my heart and I will always treasure them.
Before Bob passed, I wrote him a letter....and though I won't disclose all of what the letter said...I want to share part of it with you all. Every year, David and I bought Bob, the "You Might Be a Redneck" desk calendar. It was a tradition...and he loved it. That calendar continued to tickle him, year after year...and though he never wanted Christmas presents....I know he looked forward to that one every year. In the letter I told him that he is who he is and nobody can alter or change him. If he's a redneck, he's a redneck. :) But, most of all, he was a loving, caring man that was so in love with David's mom, Sonna. I've never seen a man so crazy about anyone before in my life. (I told him I was kind of envious of their mushy, gushy relationship!) Haha...just kidding, but they were pretty darn cute.
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