Sad to be saying farewell to my incredible, legendary uncle Bobby G in his 100th year.
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I will forever hear his joyful, bellowing voice, cheering for you the second he greeted you — “Miiiiiiiichael, mahboy!!”
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In the same breath, Bobby would look me over with the gameful, glimmering eyes he shared with my grandmother (his sister), summoning my best to the surface, skipping past anything less.
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His idea of a good life was more important than his secret to a long life: do something active every day, preferably through play or sport. He modeled this as teacher, coach, dean, and camp director — helping countless young people discover their potential.
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I don’t know that I have Bobby’s bottomless energy (yet?), but I’ll be proud to keep living his values every day.
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