When I returned from our trip last week, I found out that my Uncle Bob had passed away at the age of 86 on August 18. That’s a snapshot of him from 1970 during a visit to our house in Westlake. It’s the only photo I have of him that even begins to convey his sense of humor which was enormous! We all adored Bob. Such good times we had!
Bob was a salt-of-the-earth midwesterner. He was one of nine children, a devoted husband to Maryrose (one of my father’s sisters), a father of four, and he served in the Navy during WWII. One of his jobs was building superintendent for the Hancock Building in Chicago. Twice a year he would have to go up the exterior of the building. Can you imagine?! His greatest love was his wife, Maryrose. She passed away three years ago. They were a real team. I talked with my cousin Kathy (one of Bob’s and Maryrose’s daughters) a few days ago and she said she couldn’t ever remember an unkind word spoken between them.
We used to play a card game called “99” with Bob. Have you heard of it? It’s a lot of fun. We’d play with quarters. Really easy too. You just have to be able to count. I found the instructions here on Wikipedia. They look pretty similar to how we’d play.