STORIES ABOUT BOB

I have mentioned this particular memory many times because it is just so funny to look back on now. We have all taken turns living with Bob when we have either been down on our luck, or just needed a place to help us get our feet back on the ground. That was just the man he was. I managed a res

I haven’t really been able to find the words to describe this week until I saw this. This very lesson I learned when I, as they say, hit ‘rock bottom’ and had to move In with my stepdad cuz I really had nowhere else to go. There are many lessons in my life I learned through him but, without a dou

Bobby was one of my favorite humans. We liked to joke that we bookended the cousins with him among the oldest and me the youngest of the generation. To me he was a mash up of a cousin, older brother, uncle, bonus father figure and just plain friend. Bobby made people feel welcome in his company. W

This old 1943 Willis Jeep was bought by our Dad in the mid-fifties and has been with Bob and I ever since. We learned how to drive in it as did many kids and grandkids. Our Dad would rarely keep a working battery in it and we had to park it at the top of the hill so we could jump start it. Thi

There are so many fun stories about my dad. I had a wonderful time growing up because of the fun, outdoorsy, energetic spirit he had. One funny memory is when my sister, Shelly, and I we’re around 10 and 8 (total guess) and it was bedtime. We were playing, giggling and not sleeping. We got a 10-min

Good memories

The Smith family was visiting our cousins on the DeWinne Ranch in Boerne. A couple of copperheads surprised my sister Kathy, and I remember as clearly as a 7 year old can, Bobby running out of the house, rifle in hand, and with only one shot got both snakes right between the eyes. To me Bobby stoo

One of my favorite memories of Bob was his first trip to Toledo Bend Lake to visit Ginger’s family back in the 1990’s. He caught this bass on a very old plastic worm that belonged to our Dad on his first cast! It weighed 7lbs. 11 oz. and Dutch( Ginger’s Dad)wanted to ban him from the lake. As

I gave Uncle Bobby the name "Wonderful" one day while we were sitting on his backyard swing. He asked me why Uncle Perfect had a nickname and he didn't. He had a great point and so Uncle Wonderful got his nickname that day. I have so many memories I want to share about this wonderful man. I'll start

Bobby was a caring and compassionate, purpose driven person. We enjoyed many adventures; double dating, sports, deer & coon hunts, and salt water fishing and camping out. When we did coon hunts, we’d back track our steps in the morning and and wondered how did we do that? Had many adventures at

Bob and I went on the Texas Water Safari and other Texas canoe races as well. We won a few and lost a few. Bob and I have paddled many, many miles together. In 1971 we got 2nd place on the Texas Water Safari Race From San Marcos to Sea Drift on the coast. During one of these races a huge owl

This picture is of Bob and Papa Daddy (paternal grandfather) with Bob’s first buck around 1957(we think).

After college, I had the opportunity to take my dad, hunting at the Callahan Ranch in South Texas near Laredo, TX. I was so proud to have harvested my first Kull Buck while there with my dad. I felt so happy because I know it made my dad feel proud. He used to take me hunting when I was a little