Bobby Morrow

Accolades abounding, Heart of child still sounding Echoing on now deaf ears, Daddy you were my first dear To have you closer than the press I'd given all for that I guess Well known or unknown A hero you were in his eyes To join his play Sing lullabies To know you weren't miles away To answer a cry Almost near, Daddy dear- I hear lost moments blowing through your ghost A thousand intentions cannot replace the presence that he needed most Be at peace dear child and know Father, Son and Holy...

Dear relatives and friends of Bobby,
My name is George Goolsby, and I was in school at San Benito High when Bobby was there. Bobby was friends with my older sister, Theresa, in high school. I am sending condolences and prayers from Theresa as well as from me. Theresa is in a nursing home after suffering a severe stroke, so she is not able to send her heartfelt concerns herself. May God bless all of you.
George Goolsby

Bobby was as Humble a person I've ever known...He treated everyone as if he had known them for a lifetime...