Karen Haugle
I remember how loved and cherished he always was by his mother, Lenore and his siblings. I remember how sad I felt for Rob upon hearing of the passing of his father, much too soon. I remember how as a an adult, he and his sons were very respectful of my mother, Evelyn and stepfather Al, while visiting a few times with his brother Stuart. I remember how happy I felt for him and Shelby, when I heard that they too, like my husband and I, had gotten a second chance to share life together. I remember discussing rehoming one of our 6 pit puppies with him, and learned how much he cared about animals. Itty Pitt had a slight injury, and we ended up keeping him and one of his brothers, Big Boy Fullerton. Itty was always the smallest and timidest of the puppies, but last week he suddenly got a little bigger and seems a little more mature, so he now has a new name. It is now Itty Pitterfly in honor of the person he never got to know, but came close, that I am glad that I got to know a little. I miss you, and will always consider you family.
