Marsha Richards
Bob - Growing up, you were the grandfather I never had. When I think of you, I think of that loving grandpa with a mischievous twinkle in your eye and a smile on your face, working outside in your boots and hat, telling the 5 of us to go outside and play and to stay out of the barn. You knew we wouldn't listen, but you said it anyways. It was always a special occasion, coming to see Grandpa Scully. Those are the memories I will cherish and keep forever in my heart. Rest in Peace Grandpa Scully.
Friday October 13, 2017 at 5:03 pm