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|Robert F Mace
Date of Birth: August 19, 1958
Position: Assistant General Counsel
You have been taken from us, but you live on in our hearts and memories
Each of us carries within a recollection of you that will never fade
A little leaguer that wore a Tom Seaver card tucked inside his cap
The competitor that always found a way to win, even if it meant changing the rules a bit
Of us two, the person whose backside finally broke the yellow paddle
The son that mowed down Dad’s newly planted trees on his 1st trip on the riding tractor
Playing through the deluge of Hurricane Agnes with running leaps, landing on our stomachs to glide over the pools of water all over the yard
Building a baseball diamond with posts, chicken wire and lawn mowers wherever the farmer would grant us space for our “Field of Dreams”
Riding our bikes with fury at the sound of Dad’s shrill whistle, knowing
that 5 minutes was the limit before time expired for dinner
The traveler who took mom on a virtual trip of Munich through the internet
The brash young attorney who quips a helicopter trip would close the deal in time
The Eagles fan whose voice grew hoarse with each passing quarter
The not so handyman whose best work was letting someone else do it
The uncle holding his nephew and niece with the love, play and smile of a parent.
A would be John Grisham novelist, penning his 1st legal thriller
The perennial kid even at 43, hustling off for a week of tennis camp
Though difficult to fight the emotion and bewilderment of loss, there is so much more to smile over and reminisce that it dries my tears and nearly makes me chuckle.
You will be missed, Rob, my brother, but my images of you are indelible