My father & Bob’s father grew up as next door neighbors in Poplar. I grew up just down the street from Bob. I’m older than he, by three years. Our families were old friends. I especially loved Bob’s grandmother, Annie Manning Helmer. Bob looked a lot like her, especially his eyes. He and his mother lived with Annie when his father, Captain James Helmer, was serving in WWII. My grandmother was helping take care of me, right next door. They had a cocker spaniel dog named Amelia.
Bob was Sioux and an enrolled tribal member, as well as being Norwegian, German & English, too.
Bobby’s mother, Marg, worked for years as a bookkeeper at the community hospital, after his dad died. They had a great big dog named Shortie.
Bobby’s grandmother, Annie spoke Sioux. He talked of often watching Annie entertain her lady friends sitting around the dining room table, and they were all speaking Sioux.
I picture, somewhere by a stream in Canada, Linda & Bob sitting besidetwo dogs, Amelia & Shortie, enjoying the good life.
Bobby knew many people and had lots of friends. He will be missed. I called him Bobby all my life and he called me Sis. RIP, my friend.