Orlando FL area: A REWARD of $18,000.00 is being offered for information leading to the arrest and conviction of the driver of a large pick up truck, or stake bed truck with a broken passenger side view mirror (three point attachment) and possible damage to the right front and side windows. Damage may now have been repaired.
Vehicle was traveling south on State Route 15 (Narcoossee Rd) Orlando, FL, on February 8, 1998.
Driver struck and killed my son Robert (Bob) (SBD) Liljedahl while he was walking south on Narcoossee Rd. about 1/4 mile south of Goldenrod Rd & Narcoossee intersection.
E-mail: Contact Cpl Green, Orlando Office, Florida Highway Patrol, (407) 897-5959 (ext 1059) Case Number 798-07-09. Or CRIME LINE 800-423-4777 or (407) 423-8477 Reward: $3,000.00 Friends Of Bob, $5,000.00 City of Orlando, $10,000.00 Family Of Bob
Goodbye Bob from Dad and Mama-san
All my love, Mama-san
There are so many things to say, feeling to express, most important of all we know those who knew him loved him. Whenever he called he would always tell us about a good experience he had with one of his friends, co-worker, teachers, or the children. He always spoke of his school, his teachers, and his kids. For those of you that, for what ever reason, did not like our son, Mary and I say thank you. We thank you because you provided the stuff that made him strong. For all that loved our son, we thank you for being an important part of his life. You provided the very thing we all need to grow.
While we did not always agree with some of his decisions, we always agreed, they were his decisions to make and then provided all our support. We are proud of the way he grew into manhood. He became the kind of man every mother and father dream of for their child. He was kind, generous sometimes to a fault, always forgiving, considerate, and respectful of others in all ways. Among the first to feel others pain, sorrow or suffering. He was all these and more. He was everything I wish I were.
Mary and I are lucky because he knew we loved him and we knew he loved us. Whenever we spoke on the phone, we always professed our love. Yet, of all the regrets we have, we regret not saying, "we love you" more often. I have often searched for both the meaning and secret of life. At some point I found them both. For me, the meaning of life is love. The secret of life is children. We are all someone's children. We are the secret of life. Thank you Bob for being our loving son.
Thank you for giving us joy, humor, understanding, patience, fulfillment, direction, purpose and happiness. Thank you for over looking our many faults and weakness. Often I wished there was a book I could go to find the answer to a 'situation' we were experiencing. Unfortunately, the book is called experience. You were our only child, we got it right the first time or you suffered from our learning experience. You, being Bob always forgave us. Thank You. Thank you for cutting the grass, shoveling the snow, helping to fix things, and the hundreds of other things you did, and last but not least, for laughing at our jokes. Mama-san and I want to say so many things to you and say them all at once. However as time goes by we will talk to you. There is not enough time at this moment to say all the things we want to say. We will continue to let you know of our love for you.
The best thing about you, you had all of Mama-Sanís good traits. You had the beauty, kindness, respect and love of all life and all things. Whenever I saw you or thought of you I always saw Mama-san. Now when I look at or think of Mama-san, I will always see you. The downside to this is, you choose all of my bad traits to emulate. I'm sorry you got stuck with so many of my bad personality traits. I have often thought, how much easier your life would have been for you without my bad traits. I could go on and on and I will. Only not now, it will be between you and I and Mama-san.
Things he taught me about life:
Some times when I am angry I have the right to be angry, but not the right to be cruel.
Your family won't always be there for you. It may seem funny, but people you aren't related to can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust. Families aren't biological.
No matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
No matter how you try to protect your children, they will eventually get hurt and you will hurt in the process.
To love and be loved is the greatest joy in the world.
Money is not the end; it is only the means.
Regrets only one real one. He wanted to see us more often. Unfortunately, he would not fly, and his mother could not fly. I regret I never was able to find a solution.
Dislikes: Not many, but some.
Bureaucracy: He had no use for it, which among us does?
Pretentiousness: Strong dislike for the phony. However, always willing to laugh at it.
Pettiness: Could not understand why someone would treat another person poorly.
Cheapness: To him there was always a difference between frugal and cheap. Frugal was a lack of money. Cheapness was a lack of soul. Bob was never cheap.
Profanity: He used it, but he was never please when he did.
Stinginess: Not to be confused with cheap. He saw this as one of worst things a person could be. If you need help, his time, money, or other resources were used to help you or anyone with a need.
Lack of patience: Very quick to grasp the essentials of any problem, especially a mechanical problem. Sometimes forgot that not everyone was the same way.
How we remember Bob:
One of his first lessons of life was when he joined scouting vs. little league. He said, "I can play ball anytime, but with scouting, I can have some fun and interesting stuff." He went on to become an Eagle Scout and member of the Order of the Arrow. Work ethic: Always strong, always helping someone else, always giving.
Animals: He grew up with them. He loved them all and for all the right reasons. His cats and dogs, no pet ever had a better friend.
Generous: On occasion to the point of doing without.
Life: He could adjust, he could take a stand, he could bend, and most important, he could admit he was wrong.
Compassion: If not in fact, then in spirit, always for the underdog. Always trying to help someone else.
Friends: He never had too many, he always had room in his heart for one more friend.
Music: This he developed strictly on his own. Neither his mother nor I will take credit or responsibility for his taste in music. Only head bangers and heavy metal need apply.
Sushi: One word, YES! He never met a fish he could not eat raw.
Loved a bargain.
Grease: He thrived on it.
Tools: Lord how he loved tools, especially mine.
Cars: The older, the better, (read - mechanics only need apply) just short of antiques.
The kids at school: All were his surrogate children