Bobby

I had to write a book report earlier on an amazing book called Bruchko. And I like happy endings which my book didn't have. My favorite person was a Motilone Indian named, Bobby. We see him as a young boy of probably 12 or younger and we see him grow up: find Christ, lead others to Christ, become a leader, get married, have children, lose children, and be a good father to a boy without one. Finally he is the best friend of the main person, Bruce, throughout the book. He is always there for him. We see Bobby grow and change so much without even realizing it. Only when we look back do we really see it. In the end he is killed. The author (who is autobiographical by Bruce) loves his friend as David loved Jonathan 'more than that of the love of women'. I came to love Bobby too. It hurt when he died. I wonder if it hurts more because I have been reading all these badly written romances that always end happy or that it wasn't just a book. It was real. Bobby was real. He really died. I cried as I read it and I might even cry again. The thing that is hard for me is all these people I know who get married and it's like: Susann who? Bruce worries about this when Bobby gets married. Bobby is at least 7 to 10 years younger than him at least but they have become best friends, and even pact brothers. They are family. Bobby was there when Bruce needed a friend desperately and continued to be there for all the years they knew each other probably also 10. But when Bobby got married instead of Bruce loosing a brother he became closer and gained a sister. Bobby is the kind of man I want. To see him die...it hurts.