Condolence: My memories of Bobbi go back to early 1977 when my new roommate from Rutgers, Shelley, brought me home to meet her parents, Mel and Bobbi, on a Saturday. The NY Times was spread out on the kitchen table and it was passed around routinely. Bagels, lox, slices tomato, sliced onion and creme cheese were fragrant in the air and on her way out to play golf was Bobbi. SHE was such a presence..in control....confident...always going places. That is how I remember always... with my love, Cyndi .