An Angel was born on November 8th,1921. His mother would name this beautiful boy, Robert.Mome of us on earth knew him as Bob,Dad,Pap,or Uncle Bob. Robert,my dear sweet pap, struggled through life after losing a baby sister when he was young,his father passed away at age 9, and his mother passed away in his mid thirties. He went to school and in Jr High met the love of his life. They married right before he went voluntarily into the service. He was a proud Army man. He drank alot when he was younger,maybe it was the war, maybe it was his past, maybe he couldnt cope with the way life treated him.He did stop drinking on his own and even quit smoking those stinky pipes :) He was the proud father of 10 children. A blessing he didnt realize he had til he was much older. He worked hard in the US Steel mill,paved roads and laid pipes in some small cities, including Boston PA. He tinkered with cars,trucks and vans. He didnt have a degree, but he had much determination and he worked and worked til he literally became blind. He even dressed up as Santa Claus for his community for the children there. He took care of the love of his life and they were married over 50 years. It wasnt all easy,but love and his stubborness got them through. When his wife bacame ill, he took care of her the best he could. He was afraid and wasnt sure if he was doing the right thing most of the time. But he tried his hardest. My wonderful gram passed away in September of 2000. He spoke of her often through the years, and cried many tears of pain.He grieved for her til the day he passed himself.Holidays were the roughest. He felt very alone at times,and it became worse after he could no longer go to her grave to visit. Pap had many hardships in life,he was stubborn and strong. Underneath it all was a wonderful little old man with a heart of gold, who was afraid and very tired. Pap and I were very close,and I will never forget our conversations,the tears we cried together many times.The way he laughed or smiled.The way he would whistle a little song. His loving eyes spoke so much. He was a gentle soul and the Lord took him home again on August 8 2007. If I could see him one last time, I would tell him I loved him,I would have done more for him,like buy his groceries,clean his apt.To have taken more time to be with him. He was a legend,a man filled with stories.A man whose heart is greatly missed. Written With Love by Kathy One of his many grandchildren