He was my Uncle Robert
My first real memory of Uncle Robert was when our family came back to Oklahoma to visit Grandma and Grandpa Heffley. Dad was in the Army so we moved around a lot and if I remember correctly we were either on our way to Germany or just got back from there. Uncle Robert was still in High School and he asked Elaine and I if we wanted to see a spring that he found? Of course we did and Mom made Elaine take me to which was great for me of course! We saw Uncle Robert's spring which I thought was awesome being as I was 3 or 4 years old. 😊🤗 God Bless You Uncle Robert, I wish we could have spent more time together growing up.

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Never not remember you
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