Bobby Baker was the most memorable kid in my first grade class. I spent 12 years matriculating with Bobby but it was in the first months of those school years that he carved an impression on me that would always bring a smile or gentle laugh when I remembered him. Since that June night when we threw our caps upward in the high school gym, cheered to the torture behind us, tossed a wave goodbye, and hurried off in separate directions, I have thought about Bobby hundreds of times.
The legend of Bobby Baker