1931 - 2025
Bob was known for his dry, understated humor, often sharing a favorite story about how his tenth birthday—December 7, 1941—was “ruined” by the bombing of Pearl Harbor. That quiet wit followed him throughout his life, perfectly captured in the simple line he requested be included in his farewell: “It’s all over…”
For many years, Bob worked as a wrecker driver for the City of Newton, a job he truly enjoyed. Through his work, he built lasting friendships and became a familiar, well-respected figure throughout the city. Though he never married, family was always his top priority. He shared an especially close bond with his older sister, Eleanor (Garvin) Martin, who cared for him during his childhood while their mother was hospitalized with tuberculosis. In later years, Bob lovingly returned that care, supporting Eleanor as she grew older and needed help herself. Being there for his family came naturally to him.
A gifted hands-on problem solver, Bob had a natural talent for fixing and building things. He loved working on cars for relatives and friends and took pride in projects at home, including building a television, radios, and countless plastic models. In his younger years, he also found joy in horseback riding.
Bob’s wish to remain at home during his final year was made possible thanks to his incredible personal care assistant, Ledy, and a compassionate hospice team through Dignity Hospice, whose dedication allowed him to spend his final days in comfort and peace. Bob also appreciated life’s simple pleasures, especially enjoying a beer or a gin and tonic at Tommy Doyle’s. A proud “mush” who grew up down “The Lake” in Newton, he loved reminiscing about those early days.
Bob was the youngest of four siblings, all of whom predeceased him. He is survived by many loving nieces and nephews who will continue to share his stories, remember his kindness, and smile at his quiet humor.
Visitation will be held on Saturday, January 10th, from 12:00–2:00 p.m. at Chesmore Funeral Home of Hopkinton.
