Robert H. aka "Dammit Bob" The most carefree, loving, hard working young man around. The talent came so easy to you, see it done once and you were good to go. A young man with magic fingers and hands that could create and produce some of the most awesome sounds from any guiter, electric or acoustic or thump a great beat on a set of drums, or even strike a few notes on a the keyboard, from country to rock. YOU ARE FINALLY FREE OF THE EVIL DEMONS AND AWAY FROM ALL THE TRIGGERS. I HOPE YOU PLAY YOUR MUSIC LOUD SO ALL CAN HEAR. I can hear the awesome sounds of you jamming away some of the first songs such as "Paint it Black", "Sweet Child of Mine" (two of my favorites that you would always do), and many, many others. The sweet sounds coming from the basement of you jamming right by yourself to country or rock will always be with me.
Bob you are safe now and I am sure that dad has you under his wing already and guiding you. Say hi to him for me. I am missing you both.
LOVE YA
"DAD"