Joan, David and Rodney your husband and dad were especially dear to me. When I think of his life a flood of positive memories come to me. His love of ice cream and the speed with which he could eat it without any apparent affect due to it being so cold coming straight from the freezer made my head hurt. I can recall many times when he would grab me with his thumb, which was like a vice, and playfully hold onto me. He was always cheerful, willing to help or loan anything to me without any expectation of something in return. He had a love to travel, be it near or far. Just this past year while combining corn I recall him driving his gator down the road, stopping to pick up litter and waving as he turned and headed back home. My parents told of how he walked across the bridge at the Royal Gorge, never once showing any sign of fear but laughing with glee when others showed signs of being squeamish. Lastly I recall his coming to church love for God, the most important aspect of life anyone can have. I am reminded of the scripture in Matthew 25:31-46 which will portray his legacy.
Well done, "Bob" Robert!
