To know Bob was to love Bob, but more importantly to know him was to respect him – he was “old school” – and felt that a man was only as good as his word – and he lived his life accordingly – he lived his life on his own terms and according to his beliefs and he stood his ground and fought the good fight. At the end of the day, in the final hour, at the final breath it would not surprise me to see a big smile come over his face as he whispers “Its been a hell of a ride!”…
Rest in Peace Jr…we will miss you!
