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News and Discussions => Nuke Community => Fallen: => Topic started by: Atomtime on Feb 11, 2004, 10:52
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Last December, Bobby Jean Coward passed away with what is believed to be from complications of diabetes.
Bobby had a very, very long career in nuclear power. He was one of the first reactoraunts at Fermi 1 and was a long time staple of Turkey Point.
Teacher and friend to many. He will be missed. Please enjoy one of his favorite outage meals - a krautdog, in memorance.
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I had the pleasures of working with Bobby many times at Turkey Point. He always had a story and would always take the time to give you a pointer. He never failed with the dogs!! He will be missed so very much. May God embrace him and his family. Remo
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I worked with Bob for several years. He was a real character and one of the last people who thought this business could be fun, something we all forgot while we were chasing the last dpm out the door. Made a mean bowl of soup, too.
My sympathies to his son, John.
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I worked with Bobby at Turkey Point in the seventies. He was a wonderful mentor and friend. He will be missed by all who knew him.
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BJ knew everyone and was known by all. Will be missed by all.
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BJ was one of the best. He use to sing gospel songs at the personnel hatch at Turkey Point after hurricane Andrew with my wife. Always bought roses for the ladies. He knew his stuff. I'm sure God has him in charge of the HP control point in Heaven. My wife and I look forward to seeing you BJ when we come home!! In Christs Love, Bob and Mary
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I remember Bob Coward ... he hired me for my first nuc job at turkey pt. I was straight from college .. came in for an interview as a deconner (in a suit) .. his only question at the 'interview' was 'do you have any other clothes?' I said yes .. he said 'werem tomarrow' ...
I am sorry to see him pass.
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BJ was one of the true gentlemen in the business. A heart as big as he was! Spent a lot of time with him,Lew, Looie and Hoppy in the Rad Waste trailer at Turkey. He used to track me down when I'd be fishing in the canals off-site to try to get me to arm myself. "Hell son, take one a mine...I got a dozen here in the car". Thinking about him never fails to bring a smile. RIP