Bob filled the role of dad in my life. He spent countless hours tutoring me and listening to me and giving me advice. He aided me on my spiritual journey as a child, introducing me to the wonders of the Bible. A specific memory I have about Bob is when I was struggling with history class. I had exams coming up and he stayed up very very late with me for several days in a row, helping me study. He made history interesting for me by telling me the stories about past events and making it come to life for me. I'll never forget him acting out some of the battles of the Civil War. This is one memory of about a million I have of him showing me love in his own way. I'm grateful for my memories of him. I am who I am partially because of his presence on my life.