Bob Grieser

I met Bobby when he and Georgia lived down the street form my sister, Linda, in Annapolis. He was my first photojournalism mentor and took me with him to photograph sailboats, including the Tall Ships arrival in 1976, on the Chesapeake Bay/. Bobby gave me friendship and encouragement that led to a great career including taking some "boat photos" of my own. I will be forever grateful.

Miss you and Gorgia, I new couple with 2 kids is in the house you own in Serra Mesa. I was telling them about the darkroom upstairs. The Marchands

Once in awhile, in a single lifetime, one is blessed to meet such a one as Bob Grieser. How does one use mere words to describe a soul that was as endearing as it was unique. As kind as it was adventurous. Filled with humor, talent and derring-do! Thank you for all of our wonderful memories, Bobby. Whether it was bare-boating with you and Georgia in the West Indies, remooring a sailboat together on a stormy, crazy night in Mission Bay or making Kenzie cry as Santa Claus, you will always be a...

Bobby introduced my wife and me in 1968. We remained friends with Bobby for all these years. He is truly missed. RIP Bobby.
Ned and Cheryl Helwig

Bobby G's love of life filled every room he entered. His passion for the sea, sailing and photography inspired so many of us! He was one-of-a-kind and will be missed dearly.

Bobby was a capable and talented man whose good heart and good humor was evident in everything he said or did. His hoarse and hearty voice was an essential part of his public persona, and his sense of humor was always evident. He also had an eye for beauty, and a profound love for the sea, and both were evident in his nautical photographs.

What a personality, what a man!

He will be greatly missed.

Bobby G saw life more deeply than did most of us ordinary people. Bobby's photography captured and distilled that passion, a gift for his viewers (from world-class ocean races and aerial shots to yacht cruising in Mexico and Chesapeake scenic). I'm blessed that he mentored me a bit when I was just starting to edit The Log during the Americas Cup; he'd drop in after hours to help me pick and crop freelancers' photos: "Get rid of all this blue over blue; focus tight on the action in he middle."...

We had the pleasure of meeting this fine, talented man when Bobby and Georgia lived in Serra Mesa. Every year my Father-in-law received a Christmas letter, which Leo and I treasured long after Jerry Marchand had passed away. It was filled with wonderful pictures and stories and love of the sea.
Dear Georgia we are so very sadden by your loss. I cannot imagine what you are going through. We just want you to know our thoughts and hearts are with you. See you Sunday at Bobby's celebration. ...