This page is dedicated to my brother, Bobby. He was killed in a car accident when I was 13. He was 19.
CLICK HERE for the poem I wrote for him.
I can remember fixing breakfast for him and his friends on Saturday morning...charging them the going price at my cafe in the kitchen. I thought I was big stuff back then. We would always have a few of his classmates at our house. Ray Fincher, Ricky Vandiver, Lee Johns, Jeff Miller, David Squires, Jeff Hughes, and several others I can't think of at the moment. I'm sure they all remember the YELLOW stain that run down the shingles of the room from Bobby's bedroom window. I guess they were a bit lazy to come downstairs for the facilities...LOL.
Here's a picture of some of the guys cleaning up after a tornado one summer.
Bobby's girlfriends I remember were, Debbie and Lynn. Here is a picture of Lynn and Bobby at his graduation.

She graduted the year before

and attended Phillip's University where she played basketball.
Lynn married Rick (another basketball player), and they have two beautiful boys. They live in Ohio.