Stuart Hunter Relation to Deceased: Friend I always enjoyed the practical jokes we neighbors played on Bob and what he did in return to our homes. A great guy and friend. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Paul and Janet Havens Relation to Deceased: friend Both of our boys worked for Bob on the farm years ago. We will always remember his friendly, caring ways. Everyone loved Bob. He was like another grandfather to the kids! Your family certainly can be proud of what a wonderful man your dad was! The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Norma Jean J Ellis Relation to Deceased: Friend & Neighbor I’ll always remember your wonderful smile, your kindness and your sense of humor. There was always laughter when you were in the room. I’ve enjoyed playing Euchre with you. You are a hero in my book. The world is a better place because you were here. You will be dearly missed, My Friend. Sincerely, Norma J. Ellis The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Kenny jr Unger Relation to Deceased: former employee friend Bob was someone that every young person should work for. He set high standards for himself and others in a very kind way. My life was shaped for the better by knowing him, his family and all my co-workers. Many I call friend today. Who can remember the trips to the war memorial to see the globetrotters.I could only be so lucky to be half the positive influence that Bob brought to us. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
JIM SANTORA Relation to Deceased: FREIND I LOOKED FORWARD TO PLAYING POKER WITH BOB. ALWAYS A GOOD TIME. I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You’ll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker
JeanAnn Walker Relation to Deceased: Friend Bob was a good friend to all of his neighbors on Egret St in Ft Myers Beach. I will never forget all of the good times we had together. He was a good man! You could always depend on Bob!
Frank Martin II know Bob was laughing when I didn’t wear my The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Frank Martin I am sure Bob was laughing when I didn’t wear my Yankee hat to church. He was always saying that it was terrible. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
David Havens Relation to Deceased: Former employee and friend I was quite young when I started to work for Bob on “The Farm”. He was always just strict enough to command respect, yet seemed to be unusually patient and understanding when catching us in unique predicaments – most of which involved doing something with a tractor that only a young person would be foolish enough to attempt. Bob had a heart of gold that I had come to appreciate over the years. He was a role model to us all! The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Beverly S. Hunter Relation to Deceased: Friendship and neighbor He lived with a twinkle in his eye and a soft smile for everyone he met and all those he loved and loved him. Ft. Myers Beach has never quite been the same since we said tearful good-bye’s and you went home…home to your native State where you would live more comfortably as you aged. . God Speed, Bob, and enjoy your family in Heaven. . One day we all hope to see your smile and your charm once again. Bev The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody
Stuart Hunter Relation to Deceased: Friend I always enjoyed the practical jokes we neighbors played on Bob and what he did in return to our homes. A great guy and friend. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Paul and Janet Havens Relation to Deceased: friend Both of our boys worked for Bob on the farm years ago. We will always remember his friendly, caring ways. Everyone loved Bob. He was like another grandfather to the kids! Your family certainly can be proud of what a wonderful man your dad was! The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Norma Jean J Ellis Relation to Deceased: Friend & Neighbor I’ll always remember your wonderful smile, your kindness and your sense of humor. There was always laughter when you were in the room. I’ve enjoyed playing Euchre with you. You are a hero in my book. The world is a better place because you were here. You will be dearly missed, My Friend. Sincerely, Norma J. Ellis The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Kenny jr Unger Relation to Deceased: former employee friend Bob was someone that every young person should work for. He set high standards for himself and others in a very kind way. My life was shaped for the better by knowing him, his family and all my co-workers. Many I call friend today. Who can remember the trips to the war memorial to see the globetrotters.I could only be so lucky to be half the positive influence that Bob brought to us. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
JIM SANTORA Relation to Deceased: FREIND I LOOKED FORWARD TO PLAYING POKER WITH BOB. ALWAYS A GOOD TIME. I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You’ll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker
JeanAnn Walker Relation to Deceased: Friend Bob was a good friend to all of his neighbors on Egret St in Ft Myers Beach. I will never forget all of the good times we had together. He was a good man! You could always depend on Bob!
Frank Martin II know Bob was laughing when I didn’t wear my The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Frank Martin I am sure Bob was laughing when I didn’t wear my Yankee hat to church. He was always saying that it was terrible. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
David Havens Relation to Deceased: Former employee and friend I was quite young when I started to work for Bob on “The Farm”. He was always just strict enough to command respect, yet seemed to be unusually patient and understanding when catching us in unique predicaments – most of which involved doing something with a tractor that only a young person would be foolish enough to attempt. Bob had a heart of gold that I had come to appreciate over the years. He was a role model to us all! The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Beverly S. Hunter Relation to Deceased: Friendship and neighbor He lived with a twinkle in his eye and a soft smile for everyone he met and all those he loved and loved him. Ft. Myers Beach has never quite been the same since we said tearful good-bye’s and you went home…home to your native State where you would live more comfortably as you aged. . God Speed, Bob, and enjoy your family in Heaven. . One day we all hope to see your smile and your charm once again. Bev The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody