It was one of those summer nights in upstate New York. It was a Thursday in August of 1952 and the department stores stayed open until 9 p.m. The entire commercial area was bustling and a great time for boy meets girl. I was standing on a corner watching all the girls go by, and there she was ...
Bob moved to interior Alaska 100 miles from Fairbanks where he built his log cabin and setup a trapline on Bear Paw River at the mouth of the Kantishna River. In 1978, Bob received the Fabian Carey Trapper of the Year Award from the Interior Alaska Trappers Association.
"... an indispensable member of the demi-monde, dancing the night away at Studio 54 in its heyday. She was a friend to many of the most notable figures of the last half century and every velvet rope in Rhode Island or New York parted for her on sight."
The sport he loved competing in and promoting most was canoe poling, as a member of the American Canoe Association. In this sport, he stood in his canoe and pushed it with a 12 foot aluminum pole up and downstream in Class II whitewater, competing with men 20 years or more his junior. He designed several racing canoes used in the sport. He won many trophies and received recognition by local and national canoe associations for his devotion to the sport and for promoting and teaching the skills. On Nov. 6, 2010, he was presented the American Canoe Association's highest award, the President's Award, for his contribution to the sport of canoe poling.
"I died this week. I wish it had been from too much sex, tennis, fishing, or something fun. But when it's time, it's time; I have no regrets, and have had a great life. I hope God puts me on a level where I will be with people I know."
An amusing autobituary, but as I read along, I wondered, did it go on a little too long? What do you think?