While I did mention that I would be publishing these little memories of Dad sent to me via private message on Facebook, I went ahead and scrubbed the names, when they were included, unless the sender specifically indicated they wanted them included. Here is what I received, in the order it was received.
“I’m so sorry Bob. I didn’t know that your Dad had been sick. I will always remember his great tenor voice singing in the choir. My sympathies to your family.”
“I’m so sorry about your loss! I just read it oh my God 
devastating news! Ohh Bob 🙁 Wish I could hug u soo tight now so you can forget all the sadness! … May your dad rest in peace. Be strong buddy! Condolences.”
“Bob-it’s really funny-I don’t have specific memories. But I have specific impressions. I never thought of your dad as a big talker, but I always had a sense of comfort and happiness around him, and he had an incredibly dry sense of humor. As they say-he didn’t talk a lot but when he did it was worth listening. We’ll miss him a lot.”
“First I want to send my condolances to you and your entire family. I have good memories of your Father and also your Mom. I have lots of memories from church of your Dad but also remember how kind and helpful he was during a very tough financial time for me in my life. He always treated me with respect and kindness. He was a Great man and I am sure a wonderful father.”
“Most of my memories of your father center around my mother and my brother. As you can imagine, both had many dealings with your father at the bank. I know my mother would be thoroughly prepared before a visit with your dad. As for my brother, a visit to your dad at the bank meant he was going to have a fresh haircut and shave! He wanted to put his best foot forward for Clyde.
However, I have my own memory of your father, and it was from the bank as well. Except, the advice he gave me had nothing to do with a loan (which he approved), but with life. It wasn’t anything very earth shaking, but it stuck with me because it came from him…someone I knew (know) my family respected. I had never, before that point, “seen” him as a human being…because I didn’t know him at all…but that day I saw a man, a husband and, most certainly, a father. The advice he gave me was definitely more of a parental nature. I remember being surprised that he would take the time to share something more personal with me. I took his advice and am so glad I did. More importantly, I’ve never forgotten it and have applied it, more than once, to my life.
By the way, the advice was…
After a major event in your life (death, divorce, etc.), it’s not recommended that you do anything “big” within the year. i.e. buy a house, move, quit your job. It seems simple, but it really isn’t. Our emotions tend to send us in too many directions before thinking them through. He knew that, and thought I may regret the move I was anticipating. He was right! I did NOT go through with the loan, and it was one of my GOOD decisions. I, instead, chose to attend college a couple years later.
Thank you, Clyde!
Rest in Peace.”