With my recent difficult bout of kidney stones, he along with Jeffrey has been steadfast in making sure I am okay. He was one of the first calls made because I consult with him and his nurses training on any physical ailment. Moments after an AM phone call, he was knocking at the front door to see what could be done. Daily phone calls followed to check in and see if progress was happening. And then last night, in typical Rob fashion - he cooked a meal of comfort food for the two of us that left nothing lacking. Meatloaf, mashed potatoes, carrots and of course decadent almond, coconut cupcakes to send home.Our history of neighbors goes back decades ago to a time when cell phones and chat sites were unheard of and our connection was done via a personal ad for roommates, where you had to write a long hand piece of correspondence to a mail box for reply. I am trying in vain to bring him into the digital age 25 years later. His wry humor and teasing is a mask for his very warm heart and at times like this it is much appreciated. And I am hoping he finds this shout out on a blog.
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