I met Mr.Twisler a year ago at a family cook out. Jean Marie invited me over to meet her family for the first time.Her father and mother thought I might be Latin because we met at a Salsa dance. So we were going to pretend I could only speak Spanish. I couldn't do it.We all had a great time eating hot dogs and telling stories.I will miss him greatly.
I have had the pleasure of knowing jean's dad for as long as her and I have been friends. He was a pleasure to be around and have always held me in high regards in being a a dear friend to jean. I will miss him dearly and may he rest in peace.
My deepest sympathy to the entire Twisler Family. I am sure this was a tremendous personal loos for all who knew him. Jean Marie, lets catch up soon with your MBA classmates. I truly share in your loss as offer my most sincere regrets for your loss.
I remember Bobby as a boy growing up in Philadelphia.A funny event I recall was when he wouldn't get out of bed for his mother one hot summer day.Myself,my cousins, and friends picked up Bobby's bed and carried it outside and placed it in the middle of the street with him still asleep on it.We were all laughing so hard as traffic was held up because of Bobby.As years went by we lost contact,but the times we did meet were full of good times and memories.I sure will miss him,and one day we will meet again in a better place where there are no more goodbyes.Cousin Clyde Wykel
