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My husband and I met Bob the way many probably did--on the patio at Harry´s in Querétaro when we were expats from Nashville. He was going table to table to make sure everyone was happy. He picked up on my Southern accent immediately, and we all got to talking. A round of drinks arrived not long after he walked away. That was Bob. From then on, whether in Querétaro or San Miguel, Bob always made time to say hello, welcome our guests from the States, and catch up like we were old friends. He...
Meggie (Joan)
June 19, 2025