Rest in peace, friend.
I always called him “The Jack Nicholson of Allston.”
For all of us that knew and loved Bob and his almost-unbelievable life, I’ll toast him with one of his favorites, Johnnie Ray’s “The Little White Cloud That Cried.” I can hear him laughing now.
PS. I think I admired Bob most of all because he once went to Radio City on LSD, where Liberace flew out over the audience on diamond wings!
photo collage by MAbbott.
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