Packy

Bob being the person who hated to waste time decided he could get so much more done if he stopped sleeping. He decided when he was 15 to erect a large pyramid made of plywood in our basement. The pyramid had to be set to the same coordinates as the Great Pyramid in Giza. Once complete, Bob would sit under the pyramid for 20 minutes a night to rejuvenate and then would be off to work with his wood lathe, composing on his piano, making many inventions and reading math and science books. After a year had passed he told me he hadn’t accomplished as much as he would have liked and began to sleep again saying “I have a lot more time in this life to do the things I want to do”

In our middle school years we moved to the Town of Raymond and began a new school year. Bob was a great basketball player and his younger brother was no slouch either. They began the basketball season with Bob on the A team and Packy on the B team. Both teams dominated their leagues so much so the coaches on the other teams collaborated and complained to the WIAA that Bob and I were the same person. So one day the Principal and our Coach came to our classrooms and told us we were going on a road trip. They drove us to our rival schools and introduced us to the coaches. The rival coaches were dismayed that they were going to have a very tough season coming up. It would have taken the juice of 3 lemons to wipe the smile off of our Coach and Principals face.

Growing up during dinner time we played a family game every evening. The Spelling Bee game. My dad was the master of ceremonies and he would give each kid a word to spell and we would continue this for about a half an hour a night. We all loved it! Well the training and completion must have paid off. Bob was an incredible speller, 2nd only to our Dad. Bob won several rounds in the school spelling bee finally reaching the State competition. Dad gathered Mom and the 5 kids living at home and we took the road trip to the State Bee. We were all really excited none more than Dad. He was so proud of Bob! When Bob finished 2nd in the State my Dad gave Bob a big hug and told Bob that he couldn’t spell that word either. We miss you brother!