I first met Rollie when we both started working for the State of Michigan in 1972. I don’t know why we became such close friends. Rollie with his long hair and me just a few years after getting out of the Navy. But that was Rollie, he made friends wherever he went.
We had many great times together. Partnering together for many years in our work golf league. Winter trips to his father’s snowmobile camp in northern Michigan. Watching and attending countless MSU games.
The memory of one MSU basketball game is still very clear to me after all these many years. It was the 1979 Region Final against Notre Dame. I was watching the game with him in his living room in north Lansing. From the opening tip, we were making so much noise that Justin and Josh’s mom came out and scolded us because she had just gotten them in bed.
So many other memories come to mind when I think of Rollie. Emily tearing around my house on a wooden rocking horse when she was just a little girl. The golf visits he made to Tennessee after I moved there. The night that the six of us had so much fun in Nashville. When Rollie and Glen moved me back to Michigan when I could not have done it by myself.
I loved him like a brother. I will miss him every day for the rest of my life.
Bud Willis