Bob and i never rode in silence from the day we met in my cab as i transported him to/from the brantford general. We became close friends as time went on and i started visiting him outside my my work schedule. Hed always say...hey kid...i found another trinket you might like....and sometimes it was i found that doo-dad i was telling you about....his eyes always light up when he was talkig about family or tellig me stories like the one of the focowie indian. At Christmas he was upset because i gave him a card and hed gotten nothing for me...i laughed and said Bob the memories ill always have when i look at my trinkets and doo-dads are enough i love ya buddy..he said love y too kid. And with that i now sit in my office and stare at his pictue and the trinkets and doo-dads and pray hes ridi g off ito the sunset on his favourite horse. Love ya buddy.