Growing up with Bob’s step daughter, Trish, I would go to their house often. I don’t recall how it began but Bob would always call me by the wrong name and it became a running joke from when I was a child all the way to present day. It was an inside joke with the family. In my teenage years, when I came over, I would go straight to the kitchen and raid the refrigerator. So Bob always made fun of me for it and joked that it was always stocked just for me. Bob would always made popcorn for Trish and I when we would watch movies in their back room. I remember he always made the best popcorn, melting real butter and making sure it was well distributed, just like the movie theater. I have many more various silly memories of Bob from over the years. I am thankful to have known him. Bob was a good man and will be truly missed.

So sorry for the loss of Bobby...with our deepest sympathy to all of the family.. sending prayers for peace and comfort moving forward...sending love 💕💕 from Damon and Julie allbee and family from Nebraska