My heart aches for you all.
I deeply appreciate the many times I shared with your Dad. Rob, and your Mom, greatly influenced my new-found faith in Jesus in the mid-1970's. Your Dad helped me to see Jesus as being "bigger" than what I had been learning about Him in my early walk. I am grateful to call your Dad my cousin and my brother in Christ!
You made this a better world.
I remember seeing your dad (Rob) and his brothers occasionally when my Grandma Earlene lived next door to your Grandma Carol in Dallas Gardens- Concord. I remember there being lots of smiles and laughter. Robs dad- Pete would click his dentures in his mouth, creating serious laughter and wonderment from me and my siblings. I think a family with laughter can endure the pain of death. We need to think about the happy, funny times where they were most comfortable and genuine to their soul. I know it hurts
Rob, my cousin, my friend, younger than me I miss you.. but I have memories, all good, we never fought, you were full of goodness. I would share some of those memories with Rachel to keep your life remembered by all the times we shared growing up as cousins and Peterson-Martin families travels. Do miss you cuz...
Rob is my cousin. I have memories of him from early childhood in Cheyenne if our family gatherings, but had little contact after they moved. He was close to me in age. I have enjoyed reconnecting via Facebook. My love and prayers for comfort for Aunt Carol and the entire family. .