Robert Guy Shader

Hey dad it´s going to be fathers day Sunday. It will be about 16 years that you have been gone. I still will never understand no matter the time that goes by and why it still hurts so much. Life is pretty difficult for me right now and I just wish I had you to talk to. I´m trying to do my best.Almost everyday I think on what my life would´ve been if you would have been here. And what it would be now. Just wish I could have 5 minutes with to hear your voice again. I love you dad you´ll never...

Still thinking about you, Bobby. I have a picture of you and I at 5 years old that your mother gave me sitting on the bookcase. I pick it up and smile often - thinking about the fun I had whenever we were together.

Dear Uncle Bobby,
I have been a very selfish girl this past year and i guess that is why it has taken me until now to write in your book. It just seemed easier to pertend that you were still in Virginia than to accept the devistating fact that your gone. But, like my mom said I guess it's time to close the book and I owe it to you to keep your memory alive and actually start talking about it.

You were such a special part of my life. I remember how excited I used to get as a...

Bobby, I think of you often - on my commute to work, on the weekends doing yardwork, or just sitting back remembering when. But, most of all, I think of you when I'm playing ball with my son and I wish that he had a cousin like the cousin you were to me. See you someday, my friend. I always was and will always remain proud to be your cousin.

thanks you guys. you all make me so happy!

There are many good memories of Bob, and they all start when we first met in Brunswick, Maine while he and Kim were dating, Bob proposed to Kim by spray painting the proposal on the Marquis at the local drive in theatre in Brunswick ( that was about to be demolished ) Bob painted " Kim Will You Marry Me "
I saw that, took a picture and gave it to them at their wedding reception. Bob came to the house one day and said Uncle Dave, mom and dad gave me a car to use and it won't pass...

Dear Bobby,
Because we both BELIEVE, I know you are looking down on all your relatives, friends and acquantinces with a loving smile on your angelic face as they lend their voice to their memory of you.

As your Godfather, I was there when you were born. My job was to be a sentinal, to keep watch should I be needed. I saw you grow under the caring eyes of your parents and in conjunction with your sisters.

You were a helpful child, a strong and honest youth, and you became...

Bobby Guy,

Where can one even begin to start to say how much you have always meant to me and my family. So many memories with you, my big brother who was always and forever there for me through every and anything. No one could have ever asked for a better brother then you, or chosen a better husband for my sister, or a Daddy for the most precious triplets.

I’ll never forget the night that Kim came home after meeting you out and you asking her for her phone number…sneaking...

Dear Bub - Writing in your guest book is so hard. It's like I finally have to admit that you are not coming back. I guess I thought if I delayed long enough you would walk through the door. I can't even begin to tell you how much I miss you. Thank God we have your beautiful wife and children.

I will keep your spirit alive by continually telling your children stories of you. They just love to hear them. Just a few for your book:
Remeber the time Dad chased us around the house...