Camping
We always looked forward to camping, my nephew recently reminded me how much. He said Bob's favorite thing on Fridays wasn't a cold beer but was leavin for a camping trip. It wouldn't matter if it was pouring down rain when we got there,
I remember several different trips so vividly, but there was one trip where he & his brother, Steve we're meowing like cats until a fellow camper asked them to quit the "cat calling" We laughed hysterically that night around the campfire. Those were truly great times.
Once we found out that you could hear concerts from the St. Augustine Ampitheater, we started planning our camping trips around some of the shows. We would grab our chairs a drink & kick back along the fenceline. Many romantic times happened then as we would dance like we did when we first started dating. It was a wonderful feeling, one I'll treasure forever!
He loved to just kick back & watch the tree tops blow & the clouds go by. These were truly memorable times. Bob loved the simple things & knowing I can no longer share that breaks my heart all over.