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Here are examples of the emails I received after his passing: 

I will always have fond memories of your father, his sense of humor and his humility.  I remember the first time I met him, and his story about going to New York City with some big wigs and being presented with an artichoke to eat.  Not knowing any better, he struggled to eat the leaves!

I am sure that you and everyone in the Ridge will miss his warmth and leadership, but he had a good life and his passing was quick, so one can be thankful for that.  My heart goes out to Ruth, and I send her also my sympathies.  You and she will be comforted by all the people who knew and loved him and as long as you keep him in your hearts, he will never really be gone.

Grandpa Bob is my wonderful nieces and nephew's grandfather. So he's part of my heart and my family too and I'm proud to say that. What a legacy he left.....4 beautiful, successful kids, all the kids THEY had, and the kids the kids had, a newly appointed home for Grandma Ruth to enjoy, a school full of well-taught mathematicians, (can't say I was one of the successes, I only infuriated his Genius....) From what I hear he left a well trained team of ping-pong players, or at least a big fan club!?!, and he passed on his brass playing talent and dedication to enough grandsons (&granddaughters?) to last a long time to come...A few things that stand out in my memory as I spend  a lot of today reminiscing:

Then there was that Bob/Cassie business trip, (some bread selling excursion maybe?, don't recall the details)...it was shortly after I'd gotten my driver's license, after a long 10-12 hr day pushing bread and an equally long road trip back to Hankins. As we're cresting the Wurtsboro mountain on Rt 17 yours truly (in the driver's seat) drifts the station wagon onto the rumble strip for maybe 5-6 seconds.  After a hasty correction of the wheel & a silent renewed commitment to the road, the long drive continues, with close to zero conversation between myself and Bob....But then, a good 15 minutes AFTER my little rumble strip rendezvous, and without warning, Bob turns to me.  "Caaaassie.......Why did you do that?"  What was I to say!?!? Cause I wanted to!? Because I thought it would break up the monotony!? I don't remember much about my response, but the question resounds in my head, especially now, as I fondly think back on the times I was lucky enough to be going somewhere with B-O-B!! What a kind, calm, cool-headed man....His intelligence, genius (wasn't he member of mensa?), musical ability and youthful spirit I admire and will never, never forget.

I extend my greetings and thoughts and prayers to you and yours at this time.....Love you, Cassie

Whatever comes to mind that you would like to share. The more, the better.