Loss in my community

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Robert Busby died this week. It turns out he was murdered in his business. To me this gentleman represented community, leadership, and compassion. I never spent time in his presence without feeling contentment permeating from him. He was a brilliant businessman, supporter of local music, and his art gallery, Creole Gallery, felt like a piece of home to me. Some of my foundest memories of this town was reviewing the art on the walls and listening to music in his gallery. I feel this sense of loss for myself and this community. I wish I had a photo showing his beautiful smile. I once wrote that a person's death was like a drop of rain creating ripples in a river. His loss is a huge ripple that affects this whole town. He really was impactful, beyond generous in kindness. I am honored to have worked directly with him and to have been in his pressence.

We have been cheated a good soul.