Richard Kobrzynski

Richard. Richie. Kobra. Kobe. Daddy. Husband. Son. Brother. Friend. My best friend. A gift too good for the earth. Loved by everyone. You truly defined being down to earth and well rounded. You knew something about everything. You always came to the rescue, fixing everything, always having an answer, a solution, a tool for that. You always did everything for everyone else. Selfless. You endured so much but you always came out on the other side. Your smile lit up a room and when you laughed it bubbled from your belly to your chest and filled the world with a sunshine that warmed the hearts around you. Everything you did was with love. You taught me to be a kind human. Work hard. I want to sit on your shoulders, walk through Faneuil Hall in Boston, see everything from up high, get you a large Dunkin’s hazelnut cream no sugar. No matter how old I got, with you, I was always a little girl. When you weren’t working, I enjoyed seeing you four wheeling, shooting, and playing pool. You always put family first. Losing you is wicked hard. Thank you everything. Every memory with you is a good one. I’m just going to cacoon myself in those like you used to tuck me into bed every night. I love you. We love you so much.