BOB
repost from last year
Big personalities seem even bigger in small towns, maybe the “big fish in a small pond” analogy has some merit, then again maybe the personalities would be gigantic anywhere. I grew up in a small town and everyone pretty much knew everyone else, but we had ourselves some bigger than life fish.
Of all the local yokel famous folk, there was none bigger than Bob. Bob started catching everyone’s attention even as a kid, I guess he was watcha’ might call a “man-child.” Bob just seemed to be full grown overnight while in early Jr. high and he never had what us regular folk called an awkward phase as a kid.
No Sir, he was just big, fast, quick, and what some of the parents considered handsome, not to mention he had some brains to boot.
In Jr. high while most kids were stuck in class trying to get a passing grade, Bob was paling around with the vice-principle in his fancy car traveling over to the high school to arm wrestle the guys on the football team, only thing Bob had to do to keep good grades was just keep winnin’. He never did lose…
Bob use to make extra money by bettin’ kids how far he could ride a wheelie on his bicycle. I saw him ride around the block twice, I swear… I ran beside him to make sure he wasn’t doin’ any cheatin’. This was long before the BMX bikes became what it is these days.
I can’t recall how many bicycle frames Bob snapped jumpin’ over cars, creeks, kids, or anything that struck his fancy. A few years later when people started drivin’ the foreign jobs, Bob would bet people he could pick up the back of em’. Did one while the car was tryin’ to back up…
No one was too surprised when Bob took playing football seriously, after all he had what it took. More than the sport itself, we all knew Bob didn’t mind puttin’ the hurt or a beat down on someone he thought deserved it.
Don’t get me wrong, Bob wasn’t a trouble maker, you might say he was more like a good old-fashioned vigilante. If someone was picking on weaker kids or disrespecting friends, Bob never stopped to consider anything other than his own brand of justice.
Those of us who knew Bob well knew that certain smile on his face meant certain pain and damage to someone else…
Bob took that physical dominance with him to the football field. You might say football fit Bob just like a glove, wasn’t too long and he was even more famous in our little town than before. Folks can overlook a lot in a small town when they’re football team is winnin’ football games.
Soon even big city folk took notice too, Bob got letters from colleges all over the country. Seems they all wanted that big ole’ frame with his speed, quickness, agility, and skill.
Some things just aren’t meant to be I guess, least that’s what Bob says nowadays. See. A teacher, prone to mistakes like all of us made a couple of em’ that changed the course of his life and Bob’s life forever. The teacher pushed the wrong girl, then with the teachers throat in the big left hand of Bob, he made one last mistake. He hit Bob in the face…
They hauled the teacher off in an ambulance and Bob was kicked out of school, had to finish the school year in another state. The big city colleges weren’t too interested after that, I guess they figured Bob was one wild bronc they couldn’t bust… They were right…
To hear Bob tell the story at first you might think he’s still wild, he’s not, that’s just passion. He’s got no regrets. Bob says God himself broke him, quieted his soul.
Bob will go on to tell you that everything happens for a reason and he wouldn’t trade his wife, kids, or grandkids for anything, definitely not any amount of fortune nor fame. He says God’s blessed him more than he could have ever imagined.
I talked to Bob just last week, I’ve talked to him quite a bit over the years. The folks who never really knew Bob would never guess how much he’s taught so many. Then again, only a handful of folks outside our home ever really got to know my big brothers, especially Bobby. If I don’t miss my guess, they probably likened Bobby to handling a stick of lit dynamite…
Bobby doesn’t talk like he use to these days, he talks like God really did calm the raging beast inside him. In fact, right before we hung up the phone he said, “I love you brother”…
I said, “I love you too Bobby”…
I guess I’m pretty blessed to have older brothers that give me good reason to look up to them.
Interesting how different the reasons are now than they were then…
Lisa notes
Tuesday, March 6, 2012 @ 7:52 pm
I wonder how many stories like Bob’s we never hear, if we come into their lives later. What a blessing that you knew him then, and you know him now. I’ve got a feeling he’s probably pretty proud to have you as his brother too, Floyd.
Floyd
Tuesday, March 6, 2012 @ 9:52 pm
Thanks Lisa. I haven’t thought of it, but I’ll bet you’re right. Nothing like family, especially when we share the same Father.
bill (cycleguy)
Wednesday, March 7, 2012 @ 3:12 am
Great story Floyd. I have 3 younger brothers-all of them I look up to in some way. One’s wife died at a young age, leaving 3 kids at home. One divorced an unfaithful wife who refused to quit and threatened him in a phone message. Another married in his 30s and took on her Down’s child as his own. I also hope I am the older brother they can look up to.
Floyd
Wednesday, March 7, 2012 @ 6:55 am
Thanks for sharing Bill. I have no doubt that you are in fact the brother they look up to… I can tell you my brother that I look up to…
TC Avey
Wednesday, March 7, 2012 @ 11:15 am
Thanks for sharing.
Jay Cookingham
Wednesday, March 7, 2012 @ 4:08 pm
I kinda wish BOB was my big brother…good stuff dude!
Floyd
Wednesday, March 7, 2012 @ 6:05 pm
Thanks Jay. He’s quite a character that brother of mine, both of them are as well as my sister. I am definitely blessed…
Hazel Moon
Wednesday, March 7, 2012 @ 7:12 pm
I love the way you wove this story and didn’t tell us until later that Bob is your big brother! I am certain that he has NO regrets as to the way things turned out. Great Story!
Floyd
Wednesday, March 7, 2012 @ 9:23 pm
Thanks Hazel. Yeah, I was trying to hold that back. I know for certain he doesn’t have any regrets, and I’m blessed by God for my family. They haven’t always been easy on me when it came to the truth of God and my responsibility. I wouldn’t be here without them.
Nancy
Wednesday, March 7, 2012 @ 8:45 pm
I always wanted a big brother! In fact, I can remember just wanting family. Then, one day, I learned that Jesus was my Big brother and God was my Father. That was quite a revelation and I was glad to receive it.
I KNOW Jesus has stuck up for me when I needed it most!
Really enjoyed the story! Thanks Floyd!
Floyd
Wednesday, March 7, 2012 @ 9:25 pm
Thanks Nancy. You always have a way with words! I feel like I had it better than most… probably because I needed it more than most… God knows His children. My revelation for you is that you are stronger than most of us… God certainly knew what He was doing…
brad
Friday, March 9, 2012 @ 8:04 am
I love that post. I responded the first time you posted as well. Its amazing how we can look back at one or two situations in our life and say, wow what if. God has a plan for all of us. We don’t always understand it, but I’m absolutely sure its always for the best. What do you think my friend.
Floyd
Friday, March 9, 2012 @ 6:49 pm
I agree Brad. I can see God’s plan 20/20 my friend, amazing how blind we were then huh?