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Bobby's Fresh Produce
He knows he can't change the past, but he can—and does—live a different life.
Thursday, 8:30 a.m. and the produce stand stood empty. No tomatoes, no peppers, no bananas. And no Bobby. Mondays and Thursdays, Bobby Lawrence usually rises at 4 a.m., travels to the Atlanta Farmer's Market, loads his truck with the best regional produce and returns to his stand by 8 a.m. On this Thursday, something was wrong. I called Bobby's cell phone to see if he was okay. I was right—something was wrong. He'd had not one but two accidents on the way home from the Farmer's Market. The first one totaled his truck. In the second, someone t-boned the wrecker. He was stiff but okay. When you're almost 80, and in two wrecks in an hour, stiff but okay is pretty good. I met Bobby several years ago at his produce stand near the Lebanon Post …
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catherine burns
10:21 am on Monday, April 2, 2012
After arriving home from a trip, I was devastated to find out that Bobby had passed away while I was gone. I spoke with him on the 20th just before I left and tried to encourage him. As sick as he was, he still was his wonderful, friendly self. How will I ever be able to pass his store without thinking of him? He was a truly wonderful person. more ›