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A website to honor and say goodbye to my friend, My neighbor,
my Bro...
Robert "Bad Bob" Chesney
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A while back, When my best friend, Bob, passed away, even though I hadn't seen him in 3 or more years, and
had only spoken to him by phone once in all that time, the sense of sadness, loss and regrets for things not
said and done was terrible. I knew he had a bad heart. I knew and had
been telling myself again and again, almost daily, that I really should take some time off and go have an always-joyous visit
with him. And as long as I may live, I don't think I can ever forgive myself for not taking that time. It is one
of the most saddening and greivous mistakes I ever have or ever will make...I'm so very sorry, old friend...
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Bad Bob was a big guy. With a thick head of hair, a big bushy beard, and a grin that was faster
than light and as infectious as the flu. A wonderful, ( if somewhat "X-rated") sense of humor, and a mischeivious soul
that drove it all like a swiss watch.
His Pride and joy were his children, Angela and Daniel. The sunshine in the morning, and
all that was good, sweet and fine in Bad Bob's world emmanated from and was because of those kids, and it showed well on him
everyday of his life...He possessed and exhibited a zeal and love of life that literally lit up the world for those of us
lucky enough to accompany him for a time on that trip...And what a trip it was!
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A machinist by trade, and a biker, ("scooter-trash"),
by philosophy, he shunned cadillacs and mini-vans, far preferring a chopped Panhead and an old Chevy pickup...No A/C, no CD
player, just a ton of style, comfort and class, and a touch of "utility"...Just like Bad Bob...
"Hopelessly lost, but making good time"...
Bad Bob Chesney 1979
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