This picture was taken in the Spring of 1979, a year before this little boy, my brother Robbie, was killed in a tornado. The tradegy happened in July of 1980. Rob was a happy child, a little pistol, the youngest of nine children. That's me holding Kenzie's mom. She was almost nine months old. One of Robbie's famous lines was "I want a goody!" That's what he called treats!