Wednesday, January 25, 2017
Some of my first and fondest memories are of Uncle Bob at the farm house in Fleming making cheeseburgers for lunch and always goofing around. I also remember one time when Uncle Bob was in the Air Force and grandpa had to go help him find his way back home driving through Canada. He was lost and nobody spoke English in the area.
Uncle Bob was always a kind soul during his time here with us. Rest in peace now, Uncle Bob. You are loved always.
