I have a different story to tell when I speak of ” Sweet Home Alabama”.
Oh I have plenty of wonderful moments as well, but they will forever be tarred with the memory I have to tell.
It was a beautiful spring day in Colorado. Clear blue sky. Pikes Peak, snow covered and shining in the background.
As I opened the door I heard the sound of music and I remember smiling. “Sweet Home Alabama” was playing.
I haven’t smiled like that since.
That was the day, my world as I knew it ended forever. The joy left my heart. An innocence shattered
I won’t go into details, but as I walked into Bobby’s apartment that day, “Sweet Home Alabama” was playing. Over and over again.
There was a terrible smell. Death.
Bobby was gone.
Robert Lee Kasch
Sunrise July 17, !980
Sunset May 19, 2006
He died from an Asthma Attack