cathy ellingsworth and tony robinson were treated just like his own family. their mutual respect and loyalty for one another knew no boundaries. the man who loved his tables, but got up every morning to make breakfast for helen. the charmer of every woman he met who could not wait to get home every night to the wife he worshiped and the martini they shared. bob absolutely loved helen. for six decades, strauss was constantly, insistently, urgently saying to her -- "helen, how do i love thee? let me count the ways. i love thee to the death and and breadth and height my soul can reach when feeling out of sight through the ends of being an ideal grace. i love thee with the breath, smiles, tears of all my life, and if god chooses, i shall but love thee better after death." that was not the strauss you saw on "meet the press" or on the pages of the "post" or in the smoke-filled rooms of the convention. the man from stanford, texas, had a big heart. he helped a lot of people, not just in the ways that were public like the strauss center for international security an

cathy ellingsworth and tony robinson were treated just like his own family.