This is a poem written by Rob on November 3, 2018. All donations will go to Mr. Robert Angel to help support this site. Thank you for your support.
Caw Caw Rob crosses over a puddle at Caw Caw Interpretive Center. Downtown Charleston, S.C Who looks mischievous and who seems to be daydreaming? – Downtown Charleston, S.C. Back at the Caw Caw Relaxing at[…]
Rob (left) and me (right) not too long ago at the beach. Below is another picture of Rob. I asked him what it was all about. He replied, “Not enough coffee.” He likes to refer[…]
I asked Rob about his old friend Herb whom I had met once at Rob’s house over twenty years ago. I was 19 and Rob was 24 at that time. Rob smiled and said, “Herb.[…]