Billy offered a domicile when I was in need; he stood alone with his gracious, trusting heart. We'd fought as much as we had fellowshiped. He was a rocket scientist at what proved to be the end of his life. I trusted him, and his lovely wife too, but that didn't work out. When Billy got sick, and I knew it was his anxiety brought on by years of pot and little else, the paranoia was built in. I am extreme by anyone's definition, but I was also very thankful that he'd made his home available to me because

 d1: here is some trivia and rememberance if you'd like [2025-08-04 13:19:39] d1

Norten VA   [2021-06-12 06:47:58] henryrifle: IM PROUD OF MY BIRTHPLACE[2021-06-12 06:48:11] Mr Bigfoot: I had a dog we called Snortin' Norton..[2021-06-12 06:48:40] henryrifle: ST MARY'S HOSPITAL IN NORTON VIRGINIA[2021-06-12 06:48:56] henryrifle: 3 12 1967[202

**Treasured Friend** Mr. Bigfoot, Bob Sinclair—a cherished friend now departed. Death is an undeniable part of life, yet what we leave behind is profoundly personal—a choice each of us must confront at some point. Navigating such a final event is deeply individual, and there are no right or wrong ways to process the emotions that death brings. There is no prescribed method for grief; as YHSH pointedly remarked to a would-be follower, "Let the dea

Rocky and Big were good men with good hearts am glad to have them as friends

RIP Rocky and Foot - Give em Hell in Heaven

Hello fellow MAGA patriots this page was set up as a place to write a little something in remembrance of our brother patriots who have went to serve at the throne of GOD. Billy aka Rocky  Robert aka BIGFOOT