Bob lived across the hall from my mother at Franklin House. It was just a couple of weeks ago that he wheeled himself into her room and crawled into her recliner. We had a nice chat. It brought a smile to my face. He just made himself right at home. I will lovingly remember listening to the many prayers Bob would recite. I often saw him reading his Bible even though he was not really reading it. I will truly miss seeing him. My thoughts and prayers are with your family and know that he had good friends who loved him at Franklin House.