Robert Andrew Spencer
He was from Red Bank. He was 35. He biked, played Lacrosse, smoked cigars. He liked to be called Andy. But his true passion was his family.
“He wasn’t the type of person who didn’t have time,” said Christine Spencer. “I didn’t understand how other women could marry and not see their husbands. Sometimes, I wish it hadn’t been so perfect for me because it makes it much harder.”
He loved his family. He is one of 4 kids. He had 2 kids. He sent flowers to his wife because he wanted to, not because he had to.
He built fires on the first day of snow so his family could toast marshmallows
Addie has had a hard time grasping her father’s death, Christine Spencer said. And Katie doesn’t understand the finality of it. She still expects her father to come home.
And Robert Philip, born Aug. 16, probably won’t remember how his father doted on him in the first month of life. Baby Robert was christened at his father’s memorial service, a celebration of his father’s spirit, his passion for life.
“That day, he called and said, ‘I’m alive and I love you,'” his wife said of his Sept. 11 message. “I didn’t understand what ‘I’m alive’ meant. But later I thought, ‘At least we have baby Robert.'”
I didn’t know him. I didn’t know his family. I do know they miss him.
He died 5 years ago.
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