Saturday, November 2, 2019
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When I first met Rob, we wanted to camp out and when he asked his dad, he ask Rob why he should let him, because when you are out at night" you do something illegal, immoral or indecent." and it was all I could do to keep from busting out laughing. Robs Father was so serious when he said that. WE fished all around Holly Tree lakes rode motorcycles and the had fun driving our camaro and Rob loved his Green paint job that his Grandfather did for him. Rest in Peace My dear friend.........
Treasure of Dreams.....
Looking thru a vision of past,
Remembering Dreams a future holds,
Will it find a cast at last,
Is it a treasure; that will be used,
and what is that chest of Gold,
Only your Heart can it be told,
Whispers of your day long Fears,
Wiping away those lines of tear,
Walking thru the memory of old,
with a Face; apond your chest it is placed,
A gift of Touch; their breath so bold,
arms around for you to hold,
to stroke the softness of their hair,
Melts as one with lifes new tears,
With a Love in coming Years.
To Robs Mother
By Terry Anderson
