There is no Death
Author unknown

I am standing at the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says, “There! She’s gone!” Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, and she is just as able to bear her load of living weight to her destined port.
Her diminshed size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, “There ! She’s gone!” there are other eyes watching, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout. “There she comes!”
And that is dying

Condolences to all the family from Bob’s cousins in Ontario.
Sorry to hear of Bob’s passing. We remember him as a caring,thoughtful cousin with a very good sense of humour and many funny stories of his childhood in Utterson Muskoka. We have happy memories of our long visits in recent years at the cottage on Pen Lake.

Remembering Bob with great affection.
Jean Bull and Carol Gartshore

Bob was my introduction to the profession of engineering as he hired me to be an engineering summer student in 1965 at the then Manitoba Paper Company. In 1966 he hired me to be a full time engineer and that began another six-year long association. I learned a tremendous amount about the profession in that time. Bob was a quiet, confidant leader and I can’t remember ever seeing him get mad; upset when things went wrong of course, but always under control. Through Bob, helped by George Groves and Dan Palanuk, I learned that in our job, good enough wasn’t good enough. Lessons I learned in Pine Falls stayed with me for thirty-seven years in the forest industry and I am eternally thankful to Bob for getting me off to a good start.