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Mon 28 Jul, 2003 08:31 am
I saw Bob when i was overseas. I was with a surgical hospital, so every patient who could attend was trucked over, with two or three attendants per patient--these guys, and their attendants, got front row seats. Bob was ok, the big band was damned good, the "rock band" sucked, and the dancing girls were to die for.
Hey Bob, thanks for the memories . . . [/i]
Thanks for the memories, Bob. RIP c.i.
Thanks, Bob.
I hope the golf is good for you.