Denny

Bob lived with us his Freshman year at UW, and he brought with him a few peculiar traits. The most notable was that he ate just about everything with chopsticks. Including cereal and spaghetti! And did it successfully! Young Christian was very impressed.

When Chris and I finally bought our first home, we planned on moving everything ourselves. We closed on the house but had a couple weeks left on our apartment lease so we planned on bringing things over piecemeal. It was a Monday morning, I was at the store and Chris and Bob stopped by. Bob said he had some time between classes and asked if he could borrow my van (full-sized, no-windows-on-the-side type van) to take over a couple of larger items. He also borrowed the store’s two-wheeler. Because he was cutting the time tight he said he’d pick me up at 9 pm when the store closed.

And when he picked me up he drove to the house to show me their progress. As it turned out, Bob skipped classes and he (with help from Chris) moved everything! That was my first night in my own home, all because of Babalouie. Bob had tremendous artistic ability with paints and pencils even as young as five years old. He was either in Kindergarten or First Grade when he brought home a picture he drew of a bridge (and other stuff). It was on medium blue heavy paper and mom was so blown away she attached it to the fridge and it stayed there for at least two years. Thankfully, he continued to draw for many, many years. He also drew a beautiful picture of a tree that was amazing for anyone, much less a youngster.