Joellen Maskow
Bob was my “big” brother. We were three years apart. We grew up in a small house on Floyd St. Bob had lots of friends. They would sleep overnight in the cemetery, build camps in the woods, play hockey and baseball. In recent years he come over and drive by the old house and neighborhood. He loved growing up there. Other things that he loved were his family and grandchildren, golfing, bowling, living on the water, the movies Christmas Story and Christmas Vacation, uncle Louie’s cabin, mom’s banana cream pie and he always had to have “real” butter. He had a great sense of humor. But what I will remember and be grateful for the most is that when our family suffered illness and death Bob always had my back. He supported me and helped me through difficult times. I will miss Bob but know he’s with mom, dad, Brian and Gina. Till we meet again. Love you Bob. Sister Jo
