Thursday, December 24, 2009
Barry was much like a father to my mother for as long as I can remember. Regardless of any choice she may have ever made, he, as her older brother, loved her unconditionally and insisted on “being there” for her right up to her passing on. There was always that incredible bond that he and his sisters shared. It is no wonder that Robert (who was always so kind to me growing up) is made of the same character. Vickie and Robert, you’re such an awesome pair. He was so blessed to be touched by you two. I’m so sorry for all of your family. Your dad was a pillar of strength in our family tree. His strong and kind way never changed for as long as I can remember. He would certainly tell it like it was, but you could darn sure believe it, too.
