My Dad, Bob Driscoll, was a man of many well-known talents. Dad was an excellent chef. Many of us enjoyed the wonderful meals he prepared with great care. We were especially glad when Dad took up Chinese cooking. He would spent literally hours precisely cutting the vegetables and carefully mixing the sauces. And when all the dishes were finally cooked and presented, he enjoyed the fact that we loved everything he made.
Dad was also known as “Canerbob,” a craftsman who specialized in caning and refinishing chairs. He was masterful at wood working; so meticulous and detailed in the work that he did on furniture. Canerbob was also his AOL handle, which he quite enjoyed calling himself.
Bob was also a great golfer. He caught the bug early as a young man, and had a magnificent, natural golf swing. People would purposely watch him at the practice range to try to emulate his technique. His integrity and honesty on and off the golf course also won him many admirers.
Dad had so many other interests, like music, nature, feeding and watching the birds, and antiques, to name a few. He had such an active mind, open to new things and opinions. He had an incredible drive for learning, discovering, traveling, and of course, driving. He was always picking up a new skill, a new cuisine, a new adventure. Dad thrived on new experiences. His interest in learning new things was endless — an assisting people with any needs they had. Dad was an incredible man, a grand man. Classy and understatedly elegant.