Diane, I know this isn't much of a consolation but he was a wonderful individual: terribly smart, funny, and immensely wise.
IT's unfair that he's gone. If cosmic jesters had their way, he's somewhere haunting a tofu factory or teasing a vegan into trying some veal.
He will be greatly missed. Sending out a few cosmic hugs your way Diane. (((hugs
Or maybe he's lecturing some poor furniture salesman on the Ottoman Empire again.
(That story makes me laugh every time I think of it. It's so...Dys!)
Several moments ago in an adjoining room, I heard Jane gasp. It was one of those unmistakable bad news sounds. We hugged. We are sad. We'd planned to see Dianne and Bob again at the end of summer.
A couple of weeks ago, Dianne wrote and told us Bob wanted to get in touch with me. We hadn't talked in a long while, my fault, I don't like phones. So I passed on my number here and Dianne called and handed the phone to Bob. We talked for a good while and though he was weak, as he has been for a few years, he was Bob - cynical, positive, dry, warm, bleak, hopeful, challenging, graceful...not to be pinned down in anyway but utterly incapable of not loving others humans who have half a heart and half a brain. I've met and known a lot of people in my lifetime but this guy was extraordinary. We really wanted to spend time with the two of you again, Dianne. When we come down, if you are there and if convenient, we'll spend a few days. I'm so sorry. Our love.
My heartfelt condolences, Diane.
I never really liked Bob anyway. ™
I know just what you mean. He had this http://able2know.org/topic/97907-1
entire topic called "I dislike roger", or something like that. Ended up with 139 posts slavishly agreeing with him.
Please accept my condolences for your loss.
I 've known a lot of people whose human bodies have died
(sometimes, several times), and thay tend to LIKE IT, a lot
Thay have not
regarded returning to human life as a good
Some people have compared it to getting stuffed into a Mayonnaise jar.
Some folks said that returning to human life
was like being put back in jail.
death; its only molting off your meat suit.
Its deciduous, like a butterfly
's cocoon. www.IANDS.org
My favourite photograph of Bob is one of him out in the country, sitting on a log, with Sally Dog sitting at his feet.
I've searched high & low, over various A2K threads, but just can't find it.
It's a wonderful man & his dog shot.
Thank you, Iz!
I love that photograph!
What a lovely relationship between Bob & Sally Dog.
too precious ... an understanding and trust.
(((((((((((Lady Diane))))))))))) - thinking of you dear Lady x
I've just read all these posts, and i hope the affection and regard expressed here by his many friends--so many of whom had met him--will in some measure help you to reconcile yourself to what cannot be changed. May this outporing of love and regret condole you for your loss.
Dear Diane - your love for him and his love for you is evident. Tangible. I am looking forward to reading the happy memories.
What a sweet man. There is a spot that will always be his - My thoughts are with you -
Sorry for your loss, Diane. May he rest in peace. His memory and youthful mirth lives on in this community as well as many others, I'm sure.
I didn't know Dys well but I often read his many posts with amusement and enjoyment. Bob's words and unique brand of humor and curiosity have been immortalized in this online community. Often his words made me think deeper and laugh louder.
Peace be with you!
The first time Jane (Lola) and I met dys and Dianne (and the others like Fbaezer and Roger attending) was here... http://bit.ly/m0f5N1
That was also the first time Dianne and dys had met. Some of that weekend got so bizarre that the four of us never fully recovered and never wanted to.
Ah ****. The world makes less sense today.
I am saddened by this news. I'd read his posts since my arrival here and for some reason figured he'd always be here. He wrote things which would bring a smile to my face, often things which made me stop and think, he always seemed like a sweetheart of a guy. My thoughts are with you at this time.
Nice to see Blatham stop by. I hope that Frank Apisa and Gus will stop by also.
Now cracks a noble heart. Good-night, sweet prince;
And flights of a2kers sing thee to thy rest.