I think about Robert when I work on a tough problem that he would have found interesting, when chatting about database nerdery on Twitter, when preparing for a conference or training that I know he would have been excited to attend. I remember him when I get a great new photo of one of my dogs, because I know he would have loved to see it.
When I remember Robert now, I remember how delighted he was to solve all sorts of puzzles, and I remember the sound of his laughter. He helps me try to remember to be kind. To be more helpful to others.
I don’t have a big takeaway or piece of insight from this post. I simply wanted to write something about our friend who isn’t with us anymore, because he continues to make an impact on my world.
Wish you were still here, friend.