As I drove into the Courthouse in the early morning hours of Wednesday, my thoughts centered on my good friend Bob McKamey. I know I was driving safely, stopping at traffic lights, maintaining the speed limits, observing what little traffic there was at that early hour, but I must honestly admit I don’t recall any of the morning news, the remarks I was to make at our soon to be staff meeting or anything else for that matter. My thoughts were exclusively on my friend Bob McKamey.
I had known of Bob McKamey for probably, at least, fifty years. Originally just as an acquaintance , but later, in approximately 1986, as a businessman. Mr. McKamey, as I referred to him at that time, called me one day and asked if I would be interested in doing some dealer transfers for Capital Toyota and for a new line of automobiles to be introduced soon in Chattanooga. We agreed on a price with never a contract but a firm hand shake. The new line of automobile that Bob referred to was, of course, the Lexus. With the new dealership almost completed in 1988 Bob again met with me and informed me that our business would more than likely increase soon. He was absolutely right. Our first transfer was to Jackson, Mississippi with new Lexus automobiles and then it skyrocketed. Our company went from two worn out haulers to a fleet of car carriers with none less than two years old, with new trucks replaced every year. Traveling in 36 states with 11 contracted Lexus dealers to transport their new cars, each truck averaging over 5000 miles per week. None of my success in this part of my business would have ever happened had it not been for Bob McKamey. Bob made it happen for me.
It was during this time that our relationship evolved from business to a true friendship. Not only with myself, but my entire family. Bob would always ask, and mind you we talked frequently, “ How is Patsy? or How are the kids and your grandchildren?” Countless times Bob would show his love and gratitude toward the Henry’s and I know in my heart he knew we loved him. I know I do not stand alone in this tribute. Those that truly knew Bob understand how caring and devoted he was to his family and extended family who were his friends.
God speed Bobby. You are more alive than you have ever been.
Larry L. Henry
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I remember many many years ago I had been t-boned by a DUI driver on Brainerd Road.
My new Toyota ended up on its roof.
I was in shock and scared. A crowd had gathered and it had become quite a scene.
I was very grateful for three men who drove up there. My dad, the police officer who arrested the drunk and a guy who pulled out a wad of cash and paid my wrecker bill. I had to ask who that gentleman was. A lady nearby said it was Bob McKamey.
I assume he saw “Capital Toyota” on the back of my car.
Class act.
Michael Burns