May God bless you and your...
I didn't have the opportunity to know my Uncle Bob well, but am happy to carry some very special memories of him...Like the lambchop puppet he gave me as a little girl, the time he and my father(his brother, Bill) came to visit me (in around 1968) and I took my father aside and whispered, "Is Uncle Bob a hippie?", as well as visiting him and his warm and gracious Cindy, shortly after my daughter was born. I remember the basement in Merrick, the walls completely shelved in his books, and...
Lorian Kostranchuk
August 29, 2005 | Albuquerque, NM


