Robert Gutterman

My sympathy goes to Steven, and to Bob's (Robert to me) family (including extended, which includes ME). I was lucky enough to have grown up living next door to Robert and to have known him all my life. We rode bikes together, learned to play the piano together (I taught him ONE lesson for 5 cents, and he immediately surpassed me...), did puppet shows (his), decorated Christmas trees (mine), dressed store windows (in my family's bookstore), sent secret messages via buried orange juice cans...