As a kid growing up, spent great times visiting Aunt Bev and Uncle John and my O’Brien cousins in Oak Park. Bob was older than me but we had a lot of fun and laughs. I’ll never forget I was about 8/9 years old: Bob took me on his mini bike and we got chased by the Oak Park police through the alleys. He drove  the bike into some bushes and yelled at me “RUN”! Run where? We got separated, but the police never caught us. We laughed heartily later.I looked up to Bob like a big brother; he was my hero growing up. He was the definition of cool. Miss you Bob. RIP cuz. 

Mike 

I am sorry to hear of Bob’s passing

As Bob’s niece, I have many warm memories of my uncle teaching me how to throw a punch, letting me zoom around the house on my big wheel and listening to Elton John’s “Saturday Night’s Alright For Fighting “

As an adult, he immediately made time for my husband and I for a dinner outing with himself, Karen, Tim and Tracy when we were visiting from Arizona. Uncle Bob also stood up for me recently during a rough patch when I was down.

My Uncle Bob was a caring and gentle soul.

Rest peacefully Uncle Bob.