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Leonard R. Roberts

Easton, Pennsylvania

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"> Leonard R. Roberts Leonard R. Roberts, 60, of Lower Saucon Township, died Friday, May 25, 2007, at Lehigh Valley Hospital-Muhlenberg, Bethlehem. He was the husband of Nancy J.Crane-Roberts. Born in Cohoes, N.Y., on March 13, 1947, he was the son of Margery (Trudeau) Roberts of...

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It's hard to believe Len's gone. He seemed so vital and strong. As many of his students would say, Len's American Lit class truly changed my life and carried me through a very rough time. Warm regards to the family.

To his friends and family,
I had Len as a Prof. at NCC and I learned a lot from him not only as a prof. but as a great man whom I felt had the most radient personality. He was a favorite prof. of mine, one class that I never missed because of the amazing disscussions we could have and the techniques of sparking our interests in writing. Here's to a great man who left too soon! He will be missed.
My deepest Sympathies,
AKL

I was a friend of Len's from high school (LaSalle Institute) and college (Siena), we played basketball together for four years at LaSalle. I was shocked and saddened upon hearing of his passing. I remember Len as a thoughtful and kind person. When I read of all his accomplishments and awards it did not surprised me, he was a very focused and motivated. His passing made me reminisce about the good times we had together. My only regret is that I did not see Len in many years. I offer my...

I knew Dr. Roberts was special when I met him through the poetry society. He was a man of integrity and grace with a great sense of humor. I learned a great deal from him and the world has lost a wonderful human being and I a new found friend. I will miss him terribly as I know anyone that ever had the opportunity to come to meet him will. I pray his family finds comfort in all their memories and the beautiful words he leaves behind. My thoughts and prayers are with them. Dr. Roberts may you...

Len once told me while reminiscing about growing up in Cohoes and his childhood that he always knew he was meant for special things. How many of us can say that about ourselves with confidence? The world seems to have lost a little more sparkle, a little more joy - he has taken a bit of each of us with him in his passing. I did not see you nearly enough, but my heart is broken at your loss and the thought that I will never again have the chance to say "I love you Cuz, and you ARE special."

Dear Nancy,

I am in shock at the news about Len. I happened to talk with someone just today about NCC and heard the tragic news. I am overcome with grief as I write this note to you and your family. Although I left NCC at the end of 1998, I had great years with Len (and you). I also remember the "tough" basketball games so aptly described by Doug Heath. More important, I remember the kind words Len always had for and with me, the dozens of conversations about students, faculty,...

Nancy and family,

I am so sorry to hear of Len's passing. I am writing this from Dade City, Florida where I am vacationing and was shocked and sadened to hear the news about Len.

Please accept my heartfelt condolences...he will be missed!

Sharon Karonias, Professor
Office Administration and Computer Science

Professor Roberts was one of the best and most caring teachers I had ever had at NCC. He was always willing to go the extra mile and he truly had a passion to work with community college students. He will be dearly missed. As I continue in my journey of life, I always remember his encouraging stories.

Nancy, Josh, Tamara and Brad--
I'm so very sorry to have just found out about Len. He was such a vital person and one of the poets I most admired. We met way back in our 20's when Jerry Stern started the Poets-in-the-Schools (Pits, as we called it). Last year after finding out that Len had been teaching his workshop I joined much to my joy. I guess I'm angry as well as grieved as I know you must all feel. It was too soon, he had so many more poems to write, students to teach, home...