Friday, January 29, 2021
The last time I saw Robyn probably was around June/July of 1975. We were friends for a long time. I grew up on Reaney Ave and faithfully picked her up most every day in both my beater and my new Camaro. She loved that car. She hated my winter beater, but yet, even in that body cast, we got her in and out. I'd pick her up same time, every day, drive to Harding, go to classes (we were in OJT together) and we would meet outdoes to drive home. We enjoyed group get-aways every once and a while - OJT inventions, and typical High School stuff. . Through all, she was my friend. I regret not staying touch, but as we all know, time sometimes is not very kind. My message to her family is that I may have learned a few new words, I may have gotten scolded for driving too fast, but, again, she was my friend. My deepest sympathies to her children and entire family. I am sad she is gone.