My precious son....I have so many wonderful memories of you from the day you were born, and even before that, right up to the day you died. Yesterday was Christmas...You always loved the holidays...not just the gifts..but, you loved getting together with the family...and on Christmas Eve...it was always at our house for the exchanging of gifts...boy, what a mess of ripped wrappers that was. But, you know something, son....I would not trade one single moment of it for anything in the world.....Those Christmas's was one of my special memories... I love you son...with every beat of my heart...and I always will. In Loving Memory of my son...Bobby O'Brien Lackey...July 27, 1962---May 2, 2001 Forever loved and missed.

I remember one time when Bobby was 10 or 11 years old. He had gone to bed, and it was supposed to be lights out, and go to sleep. Well, the bedroom lights were out, but, Bobby was not sleeping. When I went in to check on him, as I did all of the children, he had the cover pulled up over his head and he was reading by flashlight. I guess he thought he would be in trouble for reading in bed when it was supposed to be lights out and sleeping. And, he probably would have been, if...........he had not been reading...THE BIBLE! I love you son....Mom

Born July 27, 1962 and left this earth on May 2, 2001. He was the oldest of 4 precious children that the Lord loaned to us. Bobby was a wonderful son, brother, and friend. He was a devoted husband and daddy. When someone did or said things that they shouldn't, he would chastize and then say, 'I love you anyway'. He loved to pass out candy to the little children at Halloween. As he gave each one a treat, he would tell them 'Jesus loves you'! Bobby is greatly loved and missed by all who knew him.

This page is dedicated to my brother and best friend, Bobby O'Brien Lackey born July 27th, 1962 passed May 2nd, 2001. Bobby may have passed from this earth in a physical sense, but will never leave, for his smile shall forever be in our hearts and in our thoughts.... Happy Birthday Bro, I love you. Your little Bro...Ray My sweet Bobby, When our chiildren are born, we begin what I call a heart-dance. We begin practicing the day we meet them. How to love each other, how to treat each other. Even though you gone now, our hearts still long for that familiar dance. You can never be replaced. Now we have heart-ache. I was the first person, after Jesus, to love you, and I will love you with the last beat of my heart. Forever and always...Mom Happy 46th Birthday, Son!