Abbynormal
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Bob was my Dad's best friend. They met when Dad began his last job in 1966 and Bob was a Salesman for a similar Pharmaceutical firm. They weren't competitors, but the atmosphere of the time, all the Pharm Reps had kinda of a fraternity.
We lived within a mile of each over and Bob was the practical while Dad was the mental of the pair. Needless to say, Bob and I developed a relationship over 50+ years. My Dad was not one for mechanical/repair kinda things, while Bob thrived on them. So Bob taught me about tools, mechanics, engineering and theory.
It used to be a family joke that if something broke at home, to buy a pair of replacement parts, let Dad do his thing and then call Bob and do it right.
Needless to say, I was drawn to Bob and he taught me woodworking, welding, mechanics and more about life than I can ever explain.
Dad passed 16 years ago and Bob passed Sunday night. It shocked me when I realized I knew Bob longer than I knew my own Dad.
Bob was my second Father and considered me to be one of his sons. I'll always treasure that.
The 4th is gonna be a tough one. For the past 15 years or so, he has been in the local 4th of July parade as one of the town's WWII vet's.
This year, the passenger seat of the jeep will be empty.
We lived within a mile of each over and Bob was the practical while Dad was the mental of the pair. Needless to say, Bob and I developed a relationship over 50+ years. My Dad was not one for mechanical/repair kinda things, while Bob thrived on them. So Bob taught me about tools, mechanics, engineering and theory.
It used to be a family joke that if something broke at home, to buy a pair of replacement parts, let Dad do his thing and then call Bob and do it right.
Needless to say, I was drawn to Bob and he taught me woodworking, welding, mechanics and more about life than I can ever explain.
Dad passed 16 years ago and Bob passed Sunday night. It shocked me when I realized I knew Bob longer than I knew my own Dad.
Bob was my second Father and considered me to be one of his sons. I'll always treasure that.
The 4th is gonna be a tough one. For the past 15 years or so, he has been in the local 4th of July parade as one of the town's WWII vet's.
This year, the passenger seat of the jeep will be empty.