Bob “ Doc “ Halliday was my Good Friend. He was a kind and gentle man without a mean bone in him. He met his perfect match in Joan Haas in Colorado and it was plain they were meant to be as One I treasure all our times together and Thank God for the Blessing having been his friend.
I had just moved to Vancouver. I couldn’t figure out some odd light fixtures. They didn’t seem to control anything. Bob & I were talking at Buffalo Gap. I was complaining about the random fixtures & wondering if my house was poorly wired. Nope, Bob explained about some odd building codes in the1990s. I followed his directions. Let there be light!
I’ll greatly miss Bob in my/our lives. He was such a beloved presence in the Halliday family. He was much admired. It was clear that Bob loved his life and family and did everything that he could to hang on to it. He lived robustly. Foremost in my mind, was Bob’s unquenchable intellect and interest in everything; particularly the natural world. That intellect is evident in his fine sons. He had a remarkable memory for details. A visit with Bob would often remind me to be more curious.
I regret not being able to grow older with Bob. He was a good man. His presence through memories will forever be with us.