Robin (1973)
January 21, 1958 - April 1, 1997
I remember:
- you introducing me to the music of Gino Vanelli, Supertramp, Genesis, Herbie Hancock, Miles Davis and George Benson to name just a few. You were always so happy to share and I was always so willing to receive. I still have the tapes you made me even though I don't have a tape deck anymore;
- you talking Jim into flying you to Calgary when I was so homesick for a 'spur of the moment' trip to hang out with me and you got high and ate a whole bag of Oreos on the way and then we stayed up until 5 in the morning because of your sugar rush - oh how we laughed;
- when we were driving down to Cinncinati with Tracey that time to see Jamie and you guys had to stop at the first corner store over the border so you could get beer and munchies and we saw Mom & Dad at that rest stop in Michigan and you convinced me to back up on the I-95 so you could go have a 'chat,' and we were laughing so hard I think I wet my pants and you calmly jumped out of the truck like it was no big deal;
- when the internet was first up and running how we hung out on the World Wide Web and constantly emailed each other. You would be amazed at how things have changed;
- when I got drunk on Amaretto that one Christmas Eve and how you covered for me on Christmas Day (although looking back now I don't think that Mom and Dad really bought it). BTW, the Glenffidich is still in my pantry - I have given up the scotch and vodka martinis...and well every kind of alcohol;
- you had a 35mm first and I got the degree in photography;
- I took the weaving class in college and you got the floor loom and taught yourself;
- how often people told us we were so much alike....although I would think about things first before jumping in;
- how much of an extrovert you were....and how much of an introvert I still am;
- your joie de vivre.