How do you say Goodbye to your best friend???? Bob was my very best friend and the wonderful 20 years we were able to spend together were partially due to modern medicine that kept him alive; when he first suffered his major heart failure two weeks prior to our wedding day in September 1995, I shared my fears and concerns with my children as I had been widowed once at 29 and it truly scared me to take this new risk. My faith in God's will in presenting me with this wonderful guy who actually reminded me so much of Stan, my first husband and father of my daughter Lee and son Steeve, and the encouragement that even if we only shared 5 years it would be better than not to take the risk in going ahead with out wedding, which was great! Pop, as he was lovingly called by all children and grandchildren alike was a tinkerer and a fix-it man…. His last five months were very difficult ones, his mind was not working right and he spent most of his time in and out of the hospital, spoke very little and it was very painful to see him so changed, as I spent most of my time rushing him back and forth to the E.R. and had to be watching over him as he was falling a lot. The week before he passed he actually wanted to take Communion at the hospital, and when I questioned the visiting Chaplain about this he merely said "the door is always open"….God has been kind to him and took him home, hope he is watching over me as I struggle to learn to do all the incredible many little mechanical things he would do rather than to teach me how to do these. Bob, you better be keeping a close eye on me so I don't mess up plumbing, sprinklers, truck and trailers and other things that are so foreign to me…. You are special and you would be a hard act to follow for any man! God must have needed you to fix gates and hinges in heaven, love you forever!Your wife, Dottie