Tuesday, October 21, 2025
I have so many memories of times years ago when the Bugmans and Truscotts were part of our lives. School years, paper routes, and sports were our lives. Bobby was one the nicest guys in life. An amazingly fast runner, he could catch anything that was hit to him in baseball. We played for St. John’s, pal teams and local “choose ups.” I was always amazed at his prowess.
Mostly I recall how he was so nice to all. Always ready with a laugh and kind words. We would gather on Mt Vernon street and play sports, chase and hide and seek. We played behind his house in the then vacant lot after they moved houses and built the old Twin Fair.
I remember 3 hills piled up there which were great for sledding in the winter.
The last time I saw Bob was at my Mother’s wake at Cannan’s.(2001)I think he had just retired and was enjoying family time. He spoke proudly and happily about his family. I will always remember how much his family made growing up at Seneca and Caz a most wonderous time of life. Bobby was always one of the good guys. Rest is peace Bobby.
