Heaven must have needed him more than we did for the angels have taken one of the finest back home. "Backwater" Bob Burnett, 68, of Ft. Wayne, Indiana, went to be with the Lord Wednesday, April 10 th, after a long illness.
Bob and I met as backyard neighbors when I transferred to Ft.Wayne in 1995 and we became best friends through our mutual love of the outdoors. When I moved back to Michigan in 1999, the distance could not dim our friendship. Despite constant battles with tumors, skin, prostate and throat cancer, radiation and chemo, Bob worked until he retired at 65 and was primary caregiver for his mother, whom lived with him, until she passed in 2008 at the age of 91. We made good use of the time he had left in the last 5 years, going up north, turkey hunting, salmon fishing, ice fishing, target shooting and enjoying his beloved campfires at every opportunity. He was a first rate outdoorsman, master fisherman, gentleman, and the best friend anyone could hope for. He exhibited a silent strength beyond belief without complaint and I can only aspire to be the man he was.
Bob went to Missouri with us in 2005 and tagged a jake, his first turkey. I dedicated my last three Michigan seasons to trying to get him a gobbler. It was a daunting task as he was so sick he couldn't stay warm or comfortable, couldn't see or hear well and could barely speak. We saw a lot of birds and he missed one, but we could never quite seal the deal. He joined this forum briefly last spring, so some of you may remember him.
"You were sent from God as the brother I never had and to help replace the loss of my best friend Mike. Hopefully, I could fill some of the void created by the loss of your brother Mike. We spent untold hours swapping "Mike" stories while our bond and love grew stronger. Rest well Backwater Bob, you're fishing with the angels now and I'll see you when I get there... save me a spot."
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