Allan J. Bobor

I worked with Allan and got to know him to be a very warm hearted person and I am sorry for his passing. As the days and weeks pass, and as you return to life’s routine, may you continue to feel comforted by the love and support of family and friends. Our prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.

Maryann, My prayers are with you and your beloved family, I send you all a big hug to comfort you. May your wonderful memories of good times carry you through this difficult moment. I will remember him in the front yard, me driving by and Al giving me a wave on my way to work during the summers. Most sincerely your co/worker Gina

Although I had known Allan just a short time I feel fortunate that I had the good fortune to become acquainted with his wonderful family. My condolences to Mary Ann, their children and the whole family.

I have many memories growing up with Uncle Al and my cousin Scott, usually there were old cars involved. Uncle Al was a kind hearted, sincere person who got along with everyone. He will certainly be missed. Our love goes out to you Aunt Maryann, Al, Scott, Amy & Nikki. Love, Lynette, Charlie, Danielle, Jennifer, Christine & Charlie

I worked with Allan a short time at Hi-Tech Auto Body. I am so sorry to hear about his passing. He will be missed! My thoughts and prayers are with the family during this difficult time.

I only new Allan a few years but will miss him.

Maryann and family, My deepest sympathy go out to you all. I know you will miss him alot but just remember he is in a happier place and in no more pain.

Veronica Felten, Steven, Susan and Joe Greenen and Ashley

I was deeply saddened to hear of Allan's passing. I moved across the street from Allan when I was about 8 years old and Allan and Tommy were the first friends I can remember. I have fond memories of playing in his yard with the giant turtles. Allan was a nice guy and a good friend. My deepest sympathies to the Bobor family.

Dear Mary Ann, Allen and Scott,

Two of my favorite poems are as follows:

"Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart,until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God."

"And if I go, while you're still here...

Know that I live on, vibrating to a different measure behind a thin veil you connot see through.

You will not see me, so you must have faith.

I wait the time when we can...