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Nov. 24, 1950 - April 3, 2015 BOB BURNS


Bob jammed his butt off that night. The last time I saw Bob was here in Spartanburg. We did a memorial and benefit show for Bob fol- lowing the passing of his wife Marsha. We had a great show that night, and I had a lot of fun with Bob. The next day, Terry Gage in- vited me over to the hotel where Bob was staying. We had a great visit. I spoke to him several times after that but never got to see him again. A member of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, the original drummer for Lynyrd Skynyrd, a genuine, nice guy, and my friend. God speed Bob, see you in the light brother. - Michael Buffalo Smith


The first time I met Bob Burns was at an event called Freedomfest several years ago. It was a zillion degrees and hardly anyone showed up, sadly. The show featured The Winters Brothers Band, Southern Rock All- stars, Ghost Riders and more. Bob was set to jam with SRA. Somehow I was invited into Bob’s motorhome. It was nice and cool in there, and I hung out for quite some time. There were a couple of other artists in there, one of which was the late Kerry Creasy. It was my first time meeting Kerry, who would soon join Tommy Crain & The Crosstown Allstars. I hit it off with Bob Burns from the get-


go. He was wearing a Thumper-like floppy top hat that looked like the American flag. I remember Bob sharing several stories from the Skynyrd days, me hanging on every word. After that day he and I spoke quite often, and I saw him several times sitting in with various bands. In 2012 we hosted a benefit show in Macon for Hearts of the South and I invited Bob. It was great seeing him reunite with old friends like Alan Walden, whom he had not seen since Alan was his manager in Skynyrd.


I met Bob in early 1974. He was a great drum- mer and a very nice guy. On the road doing dates with Lynyrd Skynryd back then, he was gracious and made us feel welcome. I'm deeply saddened with his passing as another friend from a magical time in all our lives is gone. - Henry Paul


I met Bob during my high school years when we were both in local bands playing around town at community centers, county fairs, shopping centers, school dances, etc. He was in the Noble Five at that time which evolved into the One Percent. We were all friends that


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