Originally Posted by speedracerntrixie

A really good friend and pattern mentor of mine drove from the SF Bay Area to Sacramento for their annual pattern contest just as he had done for several years. After winning the Masters class, packed up and he and his wife drove the 2 1/2 hours home. The story is that he told his wife he wasn’t really feeling well and decided to go to bed and unload the equipment the next day. Next morning they got up, made and ate breakfast and then he started unloading the van. On his second trip into the workshop he collapsed and never regained consciousness. That’s the way I want to go out, on a high note. Miss ya Bob.