When Robb returned home from his trip to California to visit two of his brothers, the fever he felt when he was on vacation turned into a throat problem, making it hard to swallow and difficult to eat. By August 16, 1995, he was ready to have it checked by his doctor.
I didn’t go with him to the hospital but I talked with him before he left and was at his house when he returned. Looking back, it was the first time since I had known him that he had been sick.
I didn’t realize he had started the downhill slide.
This was one of the stories that featured Robb’s dog, Buddy, a little more. I always loved the way Robb “fools” Buddy at the end of the story. Even as his parents sat on the couch, their concern over Robb’s health evident on their faces, Robb had the sense of humor to get on the floor and play with Buddy. It was classic Robb.
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