It was so hard to see you the way you were the past couple of years. We remember you as Uncle Bobbby who helped me lead tubing trips with the kids on the Pemi,white water adventures..you in your prized river canoe and me in what you called my plastic coffin called a kyack.
I'm A pretty damn good skier, but I could never figure out how you could start at the top of any hill and get to the bottom at 60 mph without ever making a turn, I learned never to race you.
Chinese rummy was always on the agenda during the frequent visits to our home, I can never remember who won the week before cause it just didn't matter.
I hope that we can paddle, ski and play again where friends meet in an afterlife. when next we meet I expect you will ask me "And how are you this bright and lovely day",and I will answer as you expect,"bright and lovely"
Rest in peace...see you later