Bobbie & Papaw
My Papaw was a carver—of wood, of patience, of guidance. My Bobbie was a cove—a keeper of steadiness, warmth, and tradition. Together, they shaped my family and their memory remains a lasting symbol of creativity and devotion.
At Wood Carver's Cove, Bobbie sat behind the front counter, greeting every person like an old friend. And her laugh—oh, her laugh. It wrinkled her nose, filled her eyes with tears and made everyone in the room feel at home.