Hey, all.
The last time I went birding with Bob was Mar. 30, 2014. It was a totally
serendipitous thing; we just bumped into each other (Sondra & Bob Jr. were
there too) at the Cottonwood Marsh boardwalk in Boulder County.
I asked Bob what was new, and he wryly remarked that that day was the
Bob Spencer was the first birder I ever met. I started birding in a
vacuum first in Colorado, then in Chicago where I went to college.
Returning home to Colorado, I started birding in Golden, and the nearby
Wheat Ridge Greenbelt. I started finding some good birds, and wanted to
share them with
We also remember Bob Spencer. Back in 1993 over the 4th of July he led a DFO
overnight trip through Winter Park and down into Walden. I think he did that
for many years. We remember having a fun time with him. We would see him all
over the state driving his Green station wagon. You would always
Thank you so much Bob Jr. for sharing about your father passing. I particularly
want to thank you for all your time and energy, taking your dad out in the
wheelchair, to see birds. What a lovely gift. Bob was always so giving and
thinking of others. But what really amazed me were all of his
I spent a lot of fun days in the field with Bob. I remember one time at Cherry
Creek reservoir when he was explaining how he came to see 7 White-winged
Scoters. "I was looking at something else when they flew through the scope."
Then one of his classic clarifications: "They didn't actually
Like everyone who knew Bob Spencer, I was sad to hear of his passing. Anyone
who has done or witnessed up close lengthy care-giving by one human for another
should have deep admiration for the role of Robert, Jr. over the last many
years. The collective laughter and groans Bob was responsible
