Bobby had a big heart; was very generous and would give you the shirt off his back.  When he was about 10 years old, he walked up Medford Street to Bet's Nook, right beside the Regent Theatre (where we saw double features on Saturdays for 25 cents).  He had picked out crystal rosary beads to get my mother for Mother's Day -- I think they were blue.  They cost $5 ( a lot in those days!) and he paid for them on time with his weekly allowance.  My mother cherished those rosary beads and always carried and used them,

When we were kids, Bobby and I had a favorite game of swinging from the doorknobs in my parents' bedroom.  I'd stand on the crystal doorknobs on their closet door and he would be atop the doorknobs on their door that led to the hall.  The doors were kitty-corner to one another and we would swing back and forth pushing each other's doors in our game.  Such fun!

I guess that Bobby must have been a sort of Tarzan fan because he loved to swing on things.  When he was about 12, he and his 3 friends somehow managed to tie a rope to the lowest nail on the telephone pole in front of our house.  In Tarzan form, they would take turns swinging back and forth on the rope and were having a ball.  I stood there in awe watching them, begging Bobby to let his little sister have a turn.  Bobby finally gave in and gave me the go-ahead!!  On my first (and last) swing on the telephone pole, I went right into it and gave myself a black eye.  That cured my desire to ever again engage in that Tarzan game!

My mother would always sign cards to people from us with "BSS&D" -- Bobby, Shelly, Sharon and Denise.

Grampy loved Bobby and often said that he prayed he would live to see the day when Bobby would "grow up."  Grampy also loved olives and kept big fat black, green or brown olives in the refrigerator for a special treat.  He would eat a couple at a time.  Bobby loved olives too and frequently ate Grampy's olives, surprising Grampy when there were none there for his snack!!

Bobby started to drive when he was 16 and that was always an adventure.  He cracked up the Studebaker Lark that my grandfather had given to my mother!  Thank goodness he was not hurt - just totaled the car.  Sitting in the backseat with Bobby led to my becoming a "back seat driver."  Bobby would often turn his head right around to talk to whoever was in the back seat WHILE HE WAS DRIVING.  He also made it a habit of taking his eyes off the road to look at a pretty girl walking down the street while he was driving  I used to always tell him to KEEP HIS EYES ON THE ROAD.  Eventually Bobby became an MBTA driver and learned to keep his eyes on the road..

Bobby loved to laugh always.  I remember when he and cousin Bootsie were at the kitchen table and we kids were all eating lunch.  Bobby cracked a joke that made Bootsie laugh and Bobby's reaction to Bootsie was to burst out laughing.  Unfortunately, Bobby was drinking milk at the time and it came rushing out of his nose!  YUCK!!

Thank you for all the joys and love you brought to our family through the years, Bobbyl.  I will miss you so very much and I have wonderful memories of great times we all shared