On Sept. 20, 1978 I had a beautiful baby boy I named him Robert Fred Ingram lll. He was my 1st born and my dads 1st blood grandson. I remember going to the nursery and my dad was telling strangers that was his grandson. Bobby had the gift of gab like his grandfather. He made friends easily and was very social. He had a smile that would light up the room when he entered. His favorite saying was "Mom lets spend some family quaility time".He loved his brother Justin and his sister Apolloni. When Justin lost his brother he also lost his best friend. Bobby and Justin were very close. I can remember shopping for school clothes and Apolloni wanted something I said no and when we got home it was in the bag. Bobby had slipped it into our cart and when the cashier was ringing it up he side tracked me so I didn't see it. He didn't go to school to learn, but fill his social calender was a must. When he got his first job (newspaper boy) he rode his bike a couple miles rain or shine. His 2nd job was at an Italian restaurant called Di Cicco's. During his short life he had many girlfriends. He had a spiecal place in his heart for all of them.  Family was important to him. The last night we saw him he was at our house and needed a ride home. Bobby drove and Justin and I rode along. I remember him getting out of the car and Justin getting out so he could drive when they passed each other in front of the headlights Bobby looked at Justin at gave him a big hug. I remember the pride I felt as they hugged and thinking Kris and I did a good job with our boys.One night I was thinking of Bobby and wrote this.                                        

You've been gone so long it's hard to remember how many years its been.

With our family broken without you who will make our family whole again.

Getting on without you has been harder than you would think.

So hard that being a good mother and wife I really do stink.

I miss the talks we never had the grand kids I never got.

Your beautiful smile, your handsome face and your laugh I miss alot.

I wish we would have had more time our memories are so few.

I wish I could change that day and God took me not you.

Bobby the dreams you had you didn't have time to do.

Now that your gone my dreams have gone too.

I've really tried to get past the emptiness I feel.

But with this broken heart of mine the loneliness is to real.

So until we meet again my son I'll try to make to through

Because really there is nothing I can do.

Love ,

Mom