Albert Ernest "Bob" Southard

One of my earliest memories was being at Bob and Rose's House listening to the adults playing cards until the early hours and being taken home in the frigid cold. Bob's loud laugh as the guy's beat the girls team and us kids falling asleep where ever we dropped. I sure hope that Bob finds Curley in heaven and they are playing cards right now.

My thoughts and prayers are with you all now and in the days ahead.
Dawnn DeMars Sasseen
Port Huron

Although I haven´t seen Bob in many years, I have great memories from our time playing hockey. When I turned 30, coach Bob drafted me onto his Senior men´s hockey team. We had several years of fun as teammates.