My uncle, Bob Donovan, left us today after years of struggle with Alzheimer’s.  After the death of my father in 1985, Bob was sort of the patriarch of the family.  Since he was only 15 years older than me, he could have almost been an older brother, and he was my good friend and a faithful balloon crew member.  We used to enjoy traveling together, including Yellowstone, the Oregon coast and Eastern Washington.  I worked for him as a teenager, and he was the only one to ever fire me! (I was soon reinstated.)  He was a kind, funny and generous man.

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