You may have caught a little news blurb in the past few days about a small plane crash in Rhode Island. On board that plane, was my best friend, Robert Zoglio.
I’ll put a few links in here to the various stories run locally, but they only tell of his end. Not how he lived. Bob worked with me for a major insurance company for the past 8 or so years. When he joined our IT team back in 2000, I had the utmost pleasure of working with him every day, teaching him how our systems worked. It is to him that I owe knowing how much I enjoy teaching. Over the years our friendship grew. Proximity might have helped, but I think it was more personality. We just clicked. Our jobs moved in different directions a few years ago, but we never did. We still saw each other and talked every day.
In addition to being a computer programmer, Bob loved flying. Flying was his passion. A passion which he took farther than most of us do with ours. Bob learned how to fly. He got his pilots license. Bob had his own two seater plane. We all saw the navigational charts which covered the majority of the wall space in his cube. Many an evening could find him calling for updates to the weather at higher altitudes. Many of us enjoyed a flight with Bob at the helm.
Bob was also a food connoisseur. He always had a fresh pot of tea on his desk, in one of many varieties. He enjoyed trying different foods and attempting to get us to try them. In addition, Bob was an avid canoer and astronomer.
Bob leaves behind his wife, Donna, also a friend and fellow employee. If you pray, she could use your prayers. I’ve been doing that a lot the past two days, missing Bob very much. To quote another friend-employee, "Here at the office it is very sad concerning Bob….it is so sad to go by his cube and see his red zip-up sweat jacket draped over his chair, and his tea pot on his desk." Other than that, and offering to do whatever I can, I don’t know what else to do.
Bob, my friend, Godspeed. You will be missed. I’ll be looking for you when I get there myself. For now, maybe I’ll go have a cup of tea in your honor. Somehow, I think you would like that.