Mar 16, 2022
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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 his grandfathers beach house in Port Aransas where we enjoyed the beach. One time his dad took us (off-shore) fishing - it was rough, top of the waves, boats all-around, bottom of the waves the water looked inches of coming in the back of the boat. I ended the day, hanging off the boat sick as a dog. Bob just laughed and told me I’d be alright! Once when I was grounded, Bob and Polly dropped by the house. Because I could not leave, we shared pizza on top of the roof. We were always looking for ways to make money, we’d cut firewood to take into San Antonio. A friend of Bob’s (surveyor of Kendall County) found out we were cutting wood to make money. He told us about a piece of property that had been surveyed and something was going to be built on this property. After filling up the horse trailer half-full, the owner of the property drove up and politely informed us to unload the wood and leave - or he would call the sherif in Bandera County and press charges for trespassing and theft. That was the end of our wood business! Another one of our money making projects, Bob’s dad said he would pay us for cutting cedar on the “50 Acre” lot next to the house. After our 4th day of sleeping in the barn, enduring hot summer heat, copper heads, and wasp we decided to retire. Our hunting experiences included trips to The Lehmann Ranch Mason County. These trips were pleasant, lots of Captain Morgan, Miller Lite, poker games (with Boomer resting his chin on the table), and great conversations and some tall tales on the back porch. Bob was an excellent griller and of course Boomer and Cheynane added spice to our life. He loved his animals. Once at the Ranch, we were told not to drive any vehicles on the property. We had left a deer at the foot of the hill that needed to be picked up. Bob was driving his Toyato Pickup with 4 Wheel Drive, and though he could make it. What we did not know was the field was full of gopher holes and soft sand. Sure enough, we got stuck. After throwing logs, sticks and rock under the tire, plus shoveling dirt, we had to go back to the house. My nephew Brett, pulled us out with the tractor, then we proceeded to use the tractor to carry the deer back to the house. Bob hitch-hike once from Texarkana Junior College to Tarleton in Stephenville to visit me. Our senior year in high school, Polly whitworth, Bob & I drove to Memphis, TN in Bob’s ’61 Falcon to visit Larry Whitworth, whose dad was stationed there. Another trip as a senior in high school, Junior Rendon, Stephen San Miguel, Bob and I drove to Six Flags in Arlington in Bob’s ’61 Falcon. We had so much fun spending time together as friends. Bob was a caring person, would give you the shirt off his back type of guy, and always had a positive attitude. I am looking forward to more adventures with Bob in “The After Life” with beautiful mountains, streams and beaches with dogs like Boomer and Cheynane.