Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Fisher Family, I always remembered Bob as an invincible father figure growing up as a kid that was always around. He was there to run basketball teams, soccer teams, teach me how to shave (after many failed attempts), to rescue Todd and I when I crashed my dirt bike (each time), he also there to let us know when we did something right, or when we were wrong (which was probably little more frequent), and so much more. He was also the man that would split his dinner countless times, after working a full day, so that I (a round-faced kid that definitely didn’t need another meal) could eat over and feel like a part of the family. It is with a heavy heart that I think of Bob Fisher’s passing, but it is with a great pleasure that I recount all the memories I have with him. Bob is a great soul… I am a better person because of him.
