Robert (Bob, Bobby) Peterson:  

CLASS OF 1964
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Greenville, AL
Auburn, AL

Robert (Bob, Bobby)'s Story

Life - as of Oct 9th, 2018: After college, spent 5 active duty years in Air Force, mostly as a Space Surveillance Officer in ADC, finishing my final tour of duty in 1974 at Colorado Springs, CO.; high up and deep inside the Cheyenne Mountain Complex. Now married 51 + yrs. to former Kay Byrd, we have lived in San Jose, CA since '74. We raised a son, David, born Oct '75. While living in Everett WA, David's wife, Elizabeth, passed away of congestive heart failure in May 26th, 2016 - much too young & far too early. We've also raised cats, mostly in male-female pairs since 1967 - currently now with only one, as 15 yr. old female Maine Coon, Sheena, "took her final nap" about 2 months ago (her brother, Simba died in early May, 2016) . Like Simba, she had severe hip arthritis and was almost immobile. Flying solo now is our 1 converted Feral - Sissy (what a doll - and she's crazy about me, as I am of her !). After 3+ years of extensive skin allergy problems, Sissy is now essentially well and able to lead a normal feline life, Dimples, our resident nurse, is an amazingly, gifted & knowledgeable care-giver to all our animal "friends" Spent the final years of my Independent Contractor / small business ownership career as a National Sales Trainer and then VP Sales for a firm that installs solar electric PV systems in homes and business to run their utility electric meter backwards. Came out of semi-retirement in early 2014, at request of former peer (he installed FIRST CA solar PV system in 1976 !), to return to Solar PV sales; where 5 out of my first 6 proposals resulted in folks deciding to "go solar" PV with me (1 of the 5 is an Auburn Alum !). We also have a 8.88 KW DC solar PV system on our home since Sep 2004 (added another 6.27 KW of Solar PV in April 2016) which saves us nearly $5,000 per year ! Kay (she's Dimples to me) and I are avid dancers to the music of the '20-'60's (have showcased our dancing and actually won a couple of dance contests). I'm still a serious, competitive bowler, ~200 avg. & a couple of PERFECT 300 games (at age 62 & 63) with a USBC, 14 caret gold ring to celebrate the fact. Dimples (Sec-Treasurer) & I (League Liaison) manage a 14 to 20 team, Doubles bowling league that my small firm, Dimplete3 Solutions helps sponsor. I developed & maintain software that keeps all our bowling league stats, awards programs, and prints out all requirements for the League. I do enjoy developing software for personal use in trading the Commodities / Futures markets, as well as our retirement investments assets / liabilities / budget planning. While it's a little time consuming; but also definitely re-assuring to do so, our household is financially run like a business, with daily tracking of expenditures vs. income, as well as Assets vs. Liabilities. As a lifelong avocation, I consider myself an amateur Cosmologist / Physicist and write White Papers on these subjects, especially on Intelligent Life possibilities outside of our home planet. As a top producer in several of my sales positions, especially solar PV, where I've written over $10 million in business in just over 6 years of field work, I've used my experience as a sales trainer for a national solar PV firm to develop - and can offer, under the auspices of Dimplete3 Solutions - a unique sales / negotiating training course called E.T.C.C. ("et cetera c") to firms and individuals seeking to radically improve their effectiveness in across the table, as well as over the phone, negotiating environments. Current project is partnering with & teaching E.T.C. "C" technique to a retired Vietnam Combat Veteran in dire need of acquiring 100% disability coverage for Agent Orange exposure. Also working with our gardener (Vietnam, Purple Heart Bronze Star recipient what a great guy with a fantastic work ethic) in getting new Hearing aids & significant personal challenges in his life. (VA is very challenging to work with) Now fully retired as of April, 2016, I am an active member of local, Berryessa District of San Jose, American Legion Post 858 & Sunnyvale Moose Lodge 2049, where we dine and dance very "cheaply, as well as sing karaoke (Dimples is good - VERY GOOD!). We're at local venues for Piano bars and Karaoke sessions multiple times per week, especially the ones that also sport a dance floor, however rudimentary. I'm currently serving at Moose Lodge 2049 as their Patriotic Chairman and as their Endowment Chairman. Dimples and I just completed a "Wall of Honor" for our Valued Veterans with 45 Veteran names initially listed on the first plaque. I, as Patriotic Chairman, will coordinate and produce a "Valued Veterans" wall Dedication Dinner on Nov 9th for those Veterans and their families. We celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary at the Lodge on Sep 16th, 2017; where a crowd of over 90 friends / family joined us for an evening of fun, food, song & dance. I did a guitar solo to her (Johnny Cash version with my own lyrics); and authored, for presentation there, 8 full pages of Cowboy Poetry to honor my Mom & especially my "young bride". Crowd went wild over my 32" high, vocally active, rolling, rocking horse (Jr. version of Topper, Hopalong Cassidy's. stead); which I "rope-led" onto the stage for my guitar solo of "You are my Sunshine" and my 11 minutes of Cowboy Poetry - "A Wealthy Cowboys Philosophy" (included below). As I dress in western cowboy attire to almost all of our dating venues, I introduced myself officially as "Cowboy Pete" for the first time here. Later in the evening, I shared with the crowd our "R" rated SECRET of what's really happening when Kay and I dance - a totally different and unique philosophy of dance!. This one got the most laughter and feedback. All in all, a memorable evening - a once in a lifetime occurrence - sharing & embellishing the richness of our relationship. Still very much enjoy playing Chess - special thanks to Jimmy Sexton for teaching me the game in High School - and go weekly to Campbell Kolty Chess Club for fun & tournaments. I call it my "night out drinking"; as for about 4 hours, all the rest of the world does exist, &ust all thought is consumed by the "Game of Chess". When health issues allow, I run up to 75 minutes (2.25 + miles) in an even depth pool, 5 times a week, in very early AM, at a Fitness Club 7 miles from home. Have now logged 258 + hours and 431 + miles in 245 pool sessions (really helps in weight maintenance and flexibility), training with my own, self developed exercise. I am a supplement / vitamin "freak"; and take a daily arsenal from 41 different supplement / vitamin containers in my "life's dance" with "Father Time". Realized this Summer that I was losing the waistline / weight / belly organ health battle to "Father Time", & initiated a medically supervised, low caloric, liquid protein, restricted diet program and have lost the initial, easiest 40 lbs in my first 9 weeks. This leaves only about 20 lbs & likely several weeks more to go. Cowboy wardrobe is now too big ! Local seamstress says I will likely just need to buy a new wardrobe, rather than alter pants. Raised as a poor boy, from the other side of the tracks; at full retirement in April, 2016, I started fulfilling my lifelong "Dream / Bucket List" of learning the piano, guitar and voice via individual Instructor lessons. My new (Oct 2016) Voice / Piano (Sept 2018) teacher is a BRILLIANT, somewhat gruff, retired Russian Symphony Conductor /Choir Director, who prefers that students call him "Maestro". Quite an Informative, enjoyable "blast" to WORK with him for 45 minutes twice weekly! To spend more time on piano, we are splitting off Piano into a separate weekly session, starting in September. Guitar is going a little "slower" (fingers too thick) ; though perhaps my "rudimentary" guitar solo at our 50th Celebration & recent 40 lb loss may have gotten me "over the hump". Recently bought another beautiful guitar for me, allowing a new "left handed" one to be gotten, partially via a trade-in, for Dimples. She is now fully recovered from her gall bladder surgery of July 27th, & started her guitar lessons in mid August.. It will give us another shared activity to be able to "jam" together in our newly redone Music / Karaoke room... as well as on our 51st Anniversary, long Labor Day weekend trip to our favorite, secluded beach resort, located on the, relatively close by, Monterrey Peninsula.. This was so much fun, we are likely to now make it an annual Anniversary trip ! Much of the above, PLUS MORE, is now highlighted under my firm's website, Dimplete3 Solutions. School Attended Auburn University, School of Engineering; on W. O. Palmer Scholarship from Sep '64 till graduation in Mar '69; earning a B.S. in Aerospace Engineering, with a 2.21 GPA on 3.0 scale, Top 10% Freshman Engineering Class, Officer and active member of Sigma Gamma Tau (A E Honor Society). Granted an Air Force ROTC scholarship and served active duty; '66-'69 at Auburn U., where I also worked in A E Machine shop as well as at a Malt Shake / Grease Pit joint. Then obtained a Graduate School Fellowship, (at this point, I was actually making money while going to school !!) where I taught Meteorology to undergraduates. But alas, Father Time intervened & sent me off to my Air Force commitment before I could obtain a Master's degree. Think I was just all "schooled" out <<grin>>. Worked, STUDIED!!, dated, and then, after a 2 + year engagement, married my life's partner, Kay (Byrd) of Greenville, in Sep '67 while at Auburn - where upon she then became my "Dimples". Fondest memories are of 1 room cabin at 233 1/2 West Glenn Ave., where I lived solo from Sep '64 to Sep '67 - attending Auburn football, basketball, and wrestling events with Dimples - STUDY dates with Dimples - and an incredibly intelligent, muscular, truly masculine Feline, Dimples brought, as a kitten, from a Georgiana f...Expand for more
arm to our 1st Auburn apartment. We grew to deeply love this "Fella", and named him "Tiger". His pic is featured on my website. Years later, was almost able to "fill his void" with an extraordinarily close feline friend, we named Macho (died of cancer, on our bed, in 2000). So a hearty "War Eagle" goes out to "Tiger" (and to Macho) - true FRIENDs - both of whom I will indeed admire, love, & truly miss to my dying day ! Bonus Section - A little bit Of "Cowboy Poetry" - as delivered on the night of our 50th Wedding Anniversary Celebration (written in 3 overnight session 'blasts'... then honed 100s of times) Intro Phrase: (Intro “Pete”.. then) OK..Folks, Wife hasn’t heard this. SO, by way of ONE of my pet phrases to she. “Honey, Pete’s ‘bout to turn up the INTENSITY.. with just a wee bit of “COWBOY… POETRY” A Wealthy Cowboys Philosophy COWBOY POETRY, Well reckon now, Partner… what that may be ?? Why… best DAMN way to “POST”… A Wealthy Cowboy’s Philosophy. About 10 minutes, or so, … we’ll take here..to ….“Git ‘R Done”. So gather round, Folks… Lean in REAL close. Gonna have some fun! ‘Fore we “kick off this MIGHTY tale” though; A Clod-hoppers here - and…He’s jus’ Gotta GO! (Walk over and KICK the Saloon Door) Now…who be that Fella, we jus’ kick out that door ? Why, you can bet his butt ….. it be a mite damn sore ! Well Partner, that be my EGO, you see - Been known to tell a lie.. or two,… to me. And NO lies can we hold … on which we now speak. Why, this…. be jus’ for the bold, … NOT for the weak. Look. Here be an old Photograph, We all … can now rightly see. Folks…that be the Lady, Branded this Philosophy … on me. Her Brand… it be quite DEEP - To my core, it does seep. Under her wing, fer just 20 ‘r so, years. … .Loved…. thru many a Hardship…. Quite a few tears. Naw Partner, What’s unseen in pondering “Fair Damsel’s” pic’ there. Poverty … Physical … Heartache Scarring CROSSES…. She did bear. Under their harsh, heavy toll; …sometimes she FELL. But, mostly… She bore their burden…. oh so WELL. What stuck in my gut, was not her falling, you see. Ah, NO.. It twas watching her RISE, “on ….BENDED KNEE”. “Rise on BENDED KNEE”, what meaning…. to perceive? Well listen closely. May haps…you’ll come to believe. For N’ere one “speel” …. do I now recall; Of her ‘minding me, what to do, lest I fall. And fall, Ah yes, I did do, … more oft than a time or two. Bit of prairie wisdom, known to most all. Young Cowpokes, from their “High Horses” …oft will sprawl. This be the tough bit. Difference you see…to she. Ere my flailing spurs hit … hurt more than me? Why, … off to that weed patch…. out back, I’d be sent, Fetch her the switch, for my butt…. “pay my due rent”. Here again, oft not a word she spoke. Lil Cowboy’s “Hands of Mom”… ain’t no Joke. Here it be….You just had hunker down and WATCH her, you see - To gain the Secret of… this Wealthy Cowboy’s…. Philosophy. Listen Folks….Her Secret it do be, Of whence one can “rise on bended knee”. Was to invest… outside of she…….. She did invest …. a LOT… in me. Yeah, a Mama’s Cowboy, I became. Laughed at and teased, but felt NO shame. Now, just deep pride in her Selfless, Giving Love. Bestowed on all – what strength…… Was it from above ? Persistent .. Determined… “WILL to Give” was her call. Outside of self, she gave…AH.hh…invested her all. Much of it, in a small town Church, where she did go; Most er’ Sunday, her Peterson Clan Cowboy in tow. A Peterson Clan Cowboy ?? – Here’s how that has to go. Gotta be independent, gotta run my own show. Gotta build my mansion, way up high on that hill; Foundation forged ….with Mom’s SECRET….strength & will. May haps …View of a “Peaceful Valley”…. jus’ down below. There ….. a dancing creek… where smooth … rustling waters do flow. Perfect… for that ambling horseback ride, With a laughing lover…by my side. I did ride many a range, far and wide, Searching for that Mansion, but few by my side. At least none that could show how they would “fit the bill”. For when I invested….. those gals, ….they returned nil. So I began to ponder some on this. May haps it’s like… when things can go.. amiss. Sorta like digging a soldier’s foxhole, you see. If I dig and cover for her, does she for me? And…if SHE dig and cover for me, what’s my “SPARK", ….on doing same… for she? Wandered far & wide; YEP, blind as a bat. Cyphering jus’ where my Mansion site’s at ? Stumbled, ….turned ‘round twice.. and LO… but; what did I see ?? Why… Hell Pete…. she’s right there …right there in front of thee! Right there in that..SAME, small town Church where Mom did go… Most ‘ere Sunday, … her little Cowboy Pete… in tow. Ah….But we be NOT.. little anymore - Hell, …. high school Seniors … Class of ‘64 ! Of Kay ….. What made you, so sure, Pete??... you say? Hold on, I’ll “show & tell”.. for you…. this way. Ahhhh… to you Guys and Dolls…KAY, that’s what her name do be. STAND, Smile, Honey… show ’em why… you’re Dimples to me. Yep!, one can rightly spy the dimples on her face. Ah, … but that NOT be where... you will find her… real ACE. That winning hand, Folks…. The Cards that do set her apart. Why, them DIMPLES be found… “Deep Branded”… forged in her heart. Blossoming…. 18…. what a silhouette she did cast. And her aroma… now that’s what SPARKS … THIS ….Cowboys BLAST !! Pheromones, that be the term, says a “science taught” Fella. Hers makes this ol’ Cowpoke.. Hoot..Yodel &.. Bellow ! (yell Wheee-Whoo!) Now our College prep courses, …. They be far too DAMN sparse and weak. Money for my University, … HELL, NONE of which to speak. Just small town…. Yet up at BIG Auburn U… we did BOTH land. She, with those Dimples… Me, life CHANGING scholarship… in hand. Tis TRUE, I did view… her nuptial rings, in sleeping dream; TIGHT …. BONDED … Bold, Entwined swirl…that be their design scheme. Long engagement, under “War Eagle” (sing it !) college air; Exposed in us……. for us….the Good, the Bad, the Fair. But what of them “Foxholes” and “Investments”, you say ? In ’66, age 60, …. too soon, …. Mom did pass away. Scarred my branding… Ripped my soul asunder, Perfect STORM, Searing lightning, ROARING thunder !!! All quieted… YES… to just a Peaceful .. Valley Breeze, by the..CALM, Loving Touch…. of my…. DIMPLES Warm squeeze. A month later, far too close… I did slide…. towards Death’s open door. Bad Tooth, Lymph Nodes, Cellulitis… Was Pete …to be… no more? Pumpkin Head, de-hydrated … LOW Spark, but HIGH temperatures heat. With soft, caring hands; Dimples held the spoon .. ONLY whence .. I could eat. Same.. small town church….September 3rd, Nineteen Sixty Seven - We dug our deepest Foxhole…Our Mansions… view of Heaven. To our first…. 2 room, “Shack Like”, Campus Mansion…. 410 North Gay; Dimples brought.. a Farm Cat, ….Tiger…. Loved … Missed… to this very day. Ere since Tiger’s bold ROMP… way ‘cross the Heart of our Mansions spread; Feline Friends find loving hugs …. Cozy Bed ... lay their sleepy head. 6 years, we did share of… Air Force Life, Had some HIGH Highs, but one LOW… TOUGH .. Strife. Gotta Tour of Duty type… called a REMOTE… Now that’s one DAMN foxhole… sure to “Git yer Goat” ! Adopted son, age 4… David… that’s who he be. Healthy, handsome – Why hell! He look a lot like me. Ah, hhhhh….but Father Time, He did.. but soon reveal. David ….from birth…. bore the cross … No Doc could heal. Now that, Folks…. be one Hell’uva foxhole, HARD, wide and deep. Dug it with ALL our Love; but Oh God…. how we 3…. did weep… Rocky Road… Bond now grows strong, …David lives life … terms .. be our own. Oft we do chat, some short, some long… but mostly on… that ol’ cell phone. Fore we run out of time, ONE thing, I jus’ gotta call. Mansion up on our hill…. has many rooms, BIG.. & small. Well Partner….YOU get to know my Dimples, … you’ll come to see. It’s her BRAND! She gives her ALL… in ALL….no matter, room size be. In our Peaceful Valley … found jus’ down below; We DANCE oft….. like the smooth, creek waters do flow. And when we each take…. an ambling “horseback ride” - Care is taken…to take most… Yeah!... Side by Side. Yep, Here .. I GRAB ALL can be had… to SING and MUSE . Just a POOR ..Cowboy Lad, …but HUGE wealth, I did choose. From her timeless “Bended knee RISE” … Philosophy - Ruby Lee Bush…. Peterson Brand… forged in me. A selfless, giving, foxhole dug, ‘Vestment in LOVE; Dimpletes ‘Vestment grows HUGE, yet fits .. in just ONE glove. GLOVE holds two galloping hearts, BUT.. both dance…. with ONE merged beat, That’s the DIMPLETES Account, Like in a Dimples …. Like in a Pete. Account has got a Cashier, you see. Stands behind yon Bank Tellers cage glass. Won’t find this Ol’ Wranglers job be… Taught in any Fancy, Finance class. ‘Hind mirrored glass, Our TELLER stands there. Most oft, when I shave… brush teeth… comb hair. FIRST, Demands .. your EGO, it be kicked OUT that door - ‘fore, this Partner “speaks of” ... your TRUE … WEALTH of LIFE … Score. That Ol’ Wrangler will pause…. & then he will sound…… lyrics of song… like….“Little Things Mean a Lot” (SING IT !). AND of how my…. UNTOLD wealth …..it does C O M P O U N D… Growing … with each and every …. Giving …. LOVE “shot”. (Gun finger point shot toward Dimples) Well…. Now Partner… YEP…. there it do be…. A Wealthy Cowboys…. (blow finger tip !) Philosophy”. (RISE… and EXIT) Time fer Ol’ TOPPER Jr. & I to mosey on off this floor. Yep…We “Got ‘R Done”, Folks. Gonna do.. lots more. Now Topper J, our time is Nye. Why, come on now, Do it Right !! You jus’ Whinny.. a BIG “Good Bye”….. to these Fine Folks.. here Tonight !
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Dimples & Pete, Age 71
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