Dan, We never met, but I was an old pal of Rob's from high school and college and into our twenties. We were each other's standby dates for years. It was understood that if you had an event to attend and didn't have a "real" date, we always had each other. It was also understood, that if a "real" date did come up, then we would drop each other instantly & there would be no hard feelings, because hey - we were great friends and wanted the other to have their chance at love. For special occasions, we also took on the task (in our minds anyway) of being the best dressed (joking). Rob always wanted to know what I would be wearing so that he would be sure his suit and tie would coordinate or match. I posted a picture on Facebook of the two of us before a wedding - me in a peach dress, him in black suit with newly purchased knitted (it was cool at the time) peach tie. He would often underestimate the time to get somewhere and we would border on or be late. It didn't really bother me that much - I was quite used to it. In fact, the wedding we attended in the peach, I left without him. He was late and I wasn't going to miss my friend's wedding. In Rob's great style, he came charging into the church just in front of the bride. I mean JUST - like the music for the bridal party was playing - and he just ran in front of her. But how could anyone stay mad at that smile? Everyone just chuckled - most of us knew him and would have expected nothing less. Another story that I'm not sure if Rick or Rob ever knew was that I asked BOTH of them to the GDCI formal. Yes, both. They both worked at Cutt's grocery store and I often stopped in and chatted as long as I could without them getting in trouble. Well, I asked Rob if he'd go to the formal with me one day at Cutt's. He was considering, as he had a crush he was still holding out hope for. Rick also worked at Becker's, and upon chatting with him at his store, I thought Rob worked there too, and accidentally asked about the formal to Rick as well. As luck would have it, they both turned me down (WHEW!) In preparation for all of us attending Fanshawe, Rick and Rob drove me and my roommates (also twins) Karen & Kathy to London in Rick and Rob's tiny little Honda Civic. Five of us crammed wasn't that comfortable, but what a blast we had… until we hit a speed bump and bottomed out. Yes, five adults in a Civic… not sure what we were thinking. We ended up deciding to live in the same complex in London - Dorvan. I'm not sure what it is called now, but at the time, it was quite a hole. We called ourselves Dorvanian. Rick will remember singing the Forgotten Rebels songs over and over and over - especially "Bored and Rich". We would substitute the word Rich for Student and think we were very clever and hilarious. We lived in different buildings, but just across the parking lot from each other, and if I wasn't at our apartment, 99% sure, I was at Rick and Rob's. We did what college students do, and MANY Thursday nights were party nights. It was good to host a party too - that way you got to keep the empties! Without a car, the three of us would load up a shopping cart from the nearby strip mall with empties and sometimes one of us, and head to the beer store for "free beer night" - meaning, we had enough empties to buy beer without having to spend our own money. What is better than FREE beer? Free beer with great friends. Rick and Rob's bank was downtown and for a big thrill, we would ride the bus the full loop - from our apartment, downtown, and then RUN into the bank and back out and try to catch the same bus back. Doesn't sound like fun, but I thought it was. Doesn't take much for an 18 and two 19 year olds to have fun. My birthday and my roomies birthday is only 1 day apart, and it was our first time away from home on our birthdays. Their was a knock at the door and voila - here was Rick and Rob with birthday cake in hand. Hard to believe we were only turning 18! This was yet another time that Rob could pull out his "Womb Mates" terminology - not just for him and Rick, but for Karen and Kathy too. I also remember Rick & Rob's townhouse that was near Fanshawe. Moving them in and setting up the waterbeds. Those things took forever to heat, and if I remember correctly, Rick fell asleep on his before it was warm and got sick. Anyway, Rick & Rob kept their lease, but left the townhouse empty for a while over the summer. Something happened and they had a fire in their kitchen when they weren't home. The fire department put it out, but there was a lot of smoke damage -- including my hide-a-bed couch in their living room! Oh well, it was ugly anyway. When College was over and we all started working, Rob and I were each other's dates for office events too. He was loved by my co-workers at the Assessment Office and we always had a ball and danced a ton. This wasn't long after Dirty Dancing came out and we would always pretend we were in the famous scene and Rob would ask if I was ready to do the move - the lift that Patrick Swayze did with Jennifer Grey. Of course, I was too heavy and we never knew what the heck we were doing, but after a few drinks, we thought it was a good idea. It never worked, but it was always fun. At one of Rob's bank parties in Goderich, we were dancing in one of his co-workers homes on their hardwood floor, and he tried to dip me. He definitely dipped me… and dropped me on my head. This was a bit of a party killer, and even though it hurt, neither of us could stop laughing. He walked home with me and for some reason, we thought we should try it again. Yes, in the snow, and the good news? The snow didn't hurt as much as the hardwood -- he dropped me again. After a night like that, it was hard to tell if I was hungover or concussed, but no matter - it was still fun. I moved to Calgary in 1993, and he was my last "date" before I left. We attended a friend's wedding and had a wonderful time. It was very hard to say goodbye to him and a few tears were shed. I cannot believe that was the last time I saw him face to face. We kept in touch by phone for quite a while, but then drifted for a while. Next time we got in touch, you two were married and he was thrilled. He shared a bunch of pictures and was so happy. I was happy to be back in touch too - sorry that we missed a few years. I am so sad that he is gone, but I can't help but smile every time I think of him. He could make me laugh on my worst day and even though the miles separated us, I still felt like he was my friend. I cannot imagine what you are going through and what your boys are going through. I wish I could take some of the hurt away, but only time will ease that. I hope sharing a few stories about Rob will help a little. Take care… Rebecca