My heart goes out to all of Bruce’s wonderful family. Just recently hearing of Bruce’s passing brought back all the fun memories I have of he and Kent as we grew up. My mom, Joyce Frost and Bruce’s mom were sisters and our families would get together about twice a year either in Sacramento, Placerville, Garnerville, or Aptos. Even though I was only 6 months younger than Bruce, I was the only girl, so picking sides for games I was always on poor Kent’s side. But we always had so much fun running, laughing, and joking around. As we got older and traveled to our respectful colleges we didn’t see each other as much except at weddings & family events, but I always remember telling my friends about my cousin Bruce and what he did and his accomplishments and beaming with pride knowing he was my family. I can hear his laugh now reminding me of the cousin in my heart.