ROBERT D. JONES

My Mom, Jean resided in the apartment beside Bob at Primrose. I always called him "neighbor" when I would see him out and about and waved to him as I walked by his window when coming and going to visit my Mom. We always enjoyed watching the squirrels that he fed as they ran by our window. One day he even invited me to listen to some music he had recorded many years ago. It was an honor to have him share that with me! What a sweet man.

He was a sweet little man. He sure loved to feed the squirrels at Primrose. When I would see him out there I would always tell him to be care on the grass. He smiled and said he would. Blessings to you all.