Robert J. Kribs III

Hey Bob. It’s Brandon. I’ve spent a lot of time pretending that I just got over your death. I look at this page. No one has.And neither should I. You were an amazing friend. You just emitted an aura. And I will never forget that. I’m going on 42 years old. I’m a Paramedic for the Chicago Fire Department. If I had you here right now you’d probably tell me how I went soft. You’d be right. I did. I love you Bob. I always will. Your family was always great to me when I needed it. It hurts me to...

This is a few days late becaause my original submission was not accepted.

The date of your passing has come and passed again. I'm sure I've said this every year now for 19 years. I have some horrible memories of that day and night that will never leave me. Mom and I tried everything we could think of to keep this from happening and I'm sure you know that. And I hope you forgive us for anything we could have or should have done differently.

There will always be some...

Dear Bobby, Although I remember you every day, the memories come flooding back even mor on this day, your birthday. This would be your 41st birthday. I like to think about what you would be like at this stage of life, mature, but not middle aged yet. I think about how great it would be if you were still here, probably raising a family of your own. Of course, I will always have the guilt of not having done more or differently to avoid our tragedy. But that which has passed cannot be...

I always send a message on the date of your passing, 10/28, but I am a couple days late this year. Mom, Brett and I visited your gravesite on Saturday to remember you some more. Mom put some nice Fall flowers there. She always takes good care of it and all of us. It is a difficult day for all of us. The memories of that horrrible day come flooding back even though I try to block them, I really try to just remember the good times. It's been a very stressful year for all of us. ...

This horrible day has come again. It's unbelievable that it's 17 years now. You would have been 39 years old this year. The thought of that boggles my mind. But, here it is again. Mom and I met at the cemetery because I had a Patriot Guard Honor Mission of a WWII veteran that was buried at Chapel Hill today. As usual, Mom brought some beautiful fall flowers for you and cleaned up your headstone. We don't say much to each other when we're there because we are both thinking about...

It's a dreary, rainy day; I guess appropriate for the feelings that come on this horrible day. Brett, Katie and our namesake Bobby are here with us and that makes these times better. Unfortunately all of the memories of this date16 years ago are so very hard to deal with. I'll try to force myself to remember the good memories. There are some awfully nice ones. Our day to meet again is another year closer and I'm looking forward to the hug we will share. I love you. Dad

No words...all emotions. I wish you were here to share them with me. October always unlocks the memory floodgates. So many promises and so much hope. Save a seat for me. Tell my ma I said hi.

It's your birthday today and I'm thinking about you a lot because your Mom is in the hospital and was gravely ill.

We talk about you frequently and we both have always loved you and always will.

It's so hard to believe that you would be 38 years old this year.

Happy heavenly birthday.

Love, Dad

It's that saddest day of the year again. 14 years ago you left us. The pain of the bad memories has softened, but it is still there and always will be.

Jennifer's son, Paul, just passed last week at 25 years old. Jennifer said something in his eulogy that I thought was a good description of you. "The world was too much for you and you were too much for this world."

I love you and hold onto the thought that you are in a much better place in God's hands. The years are passing...