This tribute is from Harold Watson: Sure do miss our weekly wager.

Happy birthday, in honor of Bob's birthday. It's hard to believe he is no longer with us. He is greatly missed by myself, friends and family.

Robert, my first love, I am so sorry to learn of your passing. I will always treasure are time together back in the 70's and early 80's. Your 27th birthday party, our trip to Las Vegas, dinners with Pearl, Grateful Dead concerts and car races. I loved you with all my heart, I remember the first time I heard you swear, I ran into the kitchen to find a knife stabbed into the top of your bare foot, you dropped it making us sandwiches when you were helping me study for a nursing exam! We had so many great times. I am glad to have been a part of your life for ten years. Please give Pearl a big hug for me. I will always love you.

Bobby was always a bright spot in my days at Mickeys Pub that smile and those neck rubs. I will never forget his gurney ride on the "12 bars of Christmas" fund raisers. Bobby you will be missed and remembered with love.

I am going to miss my cousin sooooooo much. I have a lifetime of escapades with him. My first memory of him is at Aunt Pearl's for a family gathering. He was showing me his bike with the ape-hanger handle bars. I remember when we all went to see the Dead at Alpine Valley but mostly I remember working out with him every day at Ramada, eating chicken fried rice, and watching Perry Mason together. Those were the days...He's with Peggy and Jerry now watching the show of a lifetime. Tell Aunt Pearl and Grandpa Rice I said hi Bobby I sure miss you all. XOXO

Here's to Bobby, Pearl, Mutsy and Mabes who provided a place to go, have fun and just hang out, 'way back. I have great memories of those times at "Kings" with Pearl and her Guck and Coke, Mutsy at the door to greet us and the living room full of friends telling stories and watching TV together. I remember a back yard full of cars, Bob and John K.cracking bullwhips and Mutsy running back and forth trying to catch the sound. I remember Bob and his white '63 Chevy 409, racing down I-94 neck and neck with me in my red Plymouth with no winner.
Mutsy never did catch that football in the front yard games. Bob never did get the hang of that old Husky 250 I sold him and kept trying to break his neck out back of the house riding trails. Surely no more shooting cans out back of the house. Good times for sure. 
Mabes, I hope you are well and that you know we all (Steve, John, Mark, Mike, Dalhoun, Fred, Teri and me) have a lot of great memories that you, Bob and Pearl created for us. One more toast for Pearl, Mutsy and now Bob. All gone but never forgotten. Here's to all of you! Warmest regards, Schroeder

We will miss Bob's visits to our garage where he and Harold solved the world problems and discussed Nascar.  The two placed bets each week on the races for a 12 pk of beer - Bob was ahead. We are thankful we got to know Bob through his sister Mabel. Bob will be missed.