Bobby was a great guy, a humble country boy who would play the guitar like nobody's business.
He passed recently.
At his memorial service ths other night, his family and friend gathered to honor him. They did.
Bobby was a genuinely decent man -- there wasn't a mean bone in his body -- who just happened to be a great musician and songwriter. He grew up in the desert out west, played with a bunch of country bands and spent the last few years playing the blues with Bllind Joe Death.
He loved to play the guitar and even when he was sick, suffering kidney disease and a variety of ailments, he was happiest with a guitar in his hands.
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