Bob was an amazing guy. No doubts about it. Someone I was very proud to call a friend. A friend who could drop large $ on a boat and then deal with me ribbing him over his windshields without ever getting upset. One day Bob was at double R picking up his new 43 nortech and I walked in and immediately cracked about carrying over the windshield styling from the sutphens to the nortech. Bob spun around, looked me square in the face and said " Azzhole, I weigh what? 125 pounds. The friggin windshield is the only thing that stops me from being blown out of the boat at 100mph!"
Bob had a nice collection of Sutphens in his time. A sweet 31 with 2 x 300 x's on the back for the cottage. a 33 in florida for fishing, a 39 with 4 evinrude v8's for poker running which was succeded by the 39 with 900's and then a new 39 with quad merc fishing motors for what else? fishing. His last ride was the 43 nortech with 1075's for poker runs.
Yes, the old man really had the offshore bug bad. Bob passed away last year after a battle with cancer at the age of 83. At 82, he was still poker running with the gang which almost always included his identical twin brother Carl. Those buggers had some real fun playing on the "its not me, its him" twin thing.