I always remember Bob as being a very mellow person. Probably one of my earliest recollections was that Bob's favorite sister was Tammy. I could remember him sitting on her lap and calling her "Honey T", and she would always give him candy that she bought at the corner store. One of my favorite stories about Bob was when we were living on College Avenue. From time to time for what ever reason, we would get a bat in the house that flew in one of the windows at night during the summer. Usually our mom would get rid of them, but this one night during the summer she was away at camp and I woke to find a bat flying around in my room. I went to the room next to mine and asked my sister Debbie to help me get rid of the bat, well she wasn't into that, so she rolled over and told me not to let the bat into her room.  Now the only other one at home at the time was Bob, (at the time I was about 19 years old so Bob was about 16) so I went to his room and woke him up and said, "Bob, can you help me, there's a bat in my room and I need help getting it out." Bob asked me to step out of the room so that he could throw some pants on. So as I am standing in the kitchen waiting for him, out comes Bob with what looked like a rifle and a camouflage baseball cap on. (now I'm pretty sure that it was a BB gun that he was carrying at the time, none the less). When I saw him I said "Bob, YOU CAN'T SHOOT IT", thinking of how ticked off Big Bucky would be to come home and find holes in the walls or even worse, broken windows. So i told him, you have to swing at it diagonally with the broom the way that mom does.  So Bob grabs the broom and gets the bat and flushes it down the toilet. So that night Bob was my hero. When he finished, he retreated back to his bed to get some sleep.  That was the kind of guy Bob was, he would help when ever he was asked and never expected anything in return, He had a great sense of humor and I can never recall him being mean or hurtful to anyone.  Bob went through some rough times, but you would never know it because he was always smiling and easy going. I remember that when I was a little older, I told Bob that he was such a nice guy, and that he was the kind of guy I wanted to marry some day. I will miss Bob's smile, his hugs, his jokes, and his love of everyone. I can't recall a time when I saw Bob that he didn't come up to me and give me a hug and a kiss and tell me that he loved me. As I read the other posts on here I can tell that others knew Bob for who he really was, a sweet, gentle, kind loving person. May God Bless Him as he travels to his final journey, You will truley be missed brother. Love you,  Colleen