The passing of Robert Olson, aka Boogie Bob, on Sept. 14 left a group of loyal fans in the sound of silence.
Boogie Bob played tirelessly at Jim Carter’s Perfect Landing at Centennial Airport for just shy of 10 years.
Before that, he played at the Summit Steakhouse, and that is where I met him. Debi, not yet my wife, introduced us. She was one of the regulars before we started dating. She would insist we join the others at the Summit at least once a week.
Politics got in the way of our weekly visits, but we enjoyed when we could. We followed him when he left for the Perfect Landing. And what a landing it was. Boogie thrived there, adding so much to the restaurant’s ambiance, much to Carter’s delight.
Boogie’s tie selection reflected both his deep appreciation of all the arts and his sense of humor. It was always a delight to see what tie he had on. I don’t think I saw the same one twice.
Boogie had a lengthy career in Colorado, tickling the 88s in Blackhawk and Central City, and performing with his dad in nursing homes, or in personal appearances like our wedding. Yes, he played at our wedding!
After 57 years of tickling the ivories for so many, with countless original melodies, I think we all would agree that his heart was lost to his beloved Amelia, his beautiful granddaughter.
And now, our hearts are lost with his passing. Heaven is now enjoying Boogie’s gift.
Boogie, thanks for the memories.
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