Beautiful is an understatement to describe this wonderful child
Made good grades, well behaved, never disobedient or running wild
Perfect skin and a smile that would light any room
Heaven must have needed angels to take this angel from us so soon
To him mother was beautiful~wonderful, she could do no wrong
And daddy is so cool, has lots of knowledge and very strong
Michael is his playmate, his brother and best friend
Macario was the one to beat at every game Bobby tried to win
Melinda is the "bestest" sister~he always urged her to do good
If any child would want to see good, we all know that Bobby would
Ricky and Nicki, his baby siblings~he loved them so very much
He cared for them with love and held them with the softest touch
To those of us who knew him, a blessing he'll always be
...better known as Bobby.
(By Devan Malone)
It has been said that the brightest candle burns twice as fast.
Bobby was our candle who entered our lives on May 24, 1991.
The joy & happiness he brought was impeccable. Bobby was
truly a gift from above, an Angel. He was sent here to bring
joy and to touch our lives in such a way that we can't help
but smile when we think of his beautiful, bright face.
Bobby was called home by our Lord on August 26, 1999. For over
8 years we knew this bright-faced Angel who lightened up every
one of our hearts and although we know he has gone home, our
hearts will ache for the light he shone upon us.
This is not goodbye, but rather, So long... One day, when each
of our candles burn out, we will all meet again.
We love you Bobby.
Your cousin, Valerie Santoscoy
Bobby was my pride and joy...
He and I had a special relationship with one another. He was
always so worried about everything. Especially me. He was
always concerned about how I was feeling, if I needed anything,
was I comfortable...He did everything a child could do to make
a Mother proud. And I was proud. I will always be proud of him
and grateful to have had him in my life however brief.
Bobby was taken from us on August 26, 1999 at only 8 years old
in an automobile accident while we were on vacation. We always
took a yearly vacation to California from Louisiana where my
husband is stationed in the Air Force. This vacation was to be
Bobby's last. Our trip was uneventful the first 5 hours or so.
We were discussing where to stop for dinner when we had a blow
out and lost control of our van. We rolled several times and
when it was over my Bobby was dead. He died instantly right
there in the Arizona desert.
My last memory of Bobby was right before the accident. He and
his brother Michael were playing with their toys in the very
back of the van (everyone was wearing seat belts) and I turned
to look at my children. The twins only 7 months old at the time
were babbling and Michael and Bobby were playing and when I
looked at them, Bobby looked up and we made eye contact. We
just sat there staring in eachothers eyes, smiling at one
another and in those few seconds I felt such an overwhelming
amount of love. His love for me, my love for him. His
specialness. It was surreal. Within seconds when I turned back
around, we crashed! My life as I knew it was over.
I'll never forget that last special moment I had with my son.
I'll never forget the look in his eyes as we smiled at one
another... I'll never forget how he loved to give me butterfly
kisses all over my face before the song "Butterfly Kisses" even
came out! I'll never forget how he used to call me "Mother" from
the time he was only 4! I'll never forget his beautiful face,
his unruly hair. I'll never forget how he used to sing "Oh
Susanna" over and over and over again in the van whenever we
went somewhere. I'll never forget you, Son. I'll miss you
for the rest of my life.
Love, Mother.
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