Manchester, New Hampshire
Aug 12, 1918 – Nov 20, 2009 (Age 91)
MANCHESTER -- Robert A. Compagna, 91, died Nov. 20, 2009, at Catholic Medical Center after a period of declining health.
He was born in Manchester Aug. 12, 1918, to Joseph and Angeline (Sevigny) Compagna. He was a lifelong resident of Manchester.
He served in the U.S. Army during...
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Laurie Gladysz
November 21, 2025
Bob was a wonderful, kind, compassionate, and gentle man who will be missed very much by his family and friends! One always felt good when Bob was there, because he truly cared about you. He was a wonderful singer, and we will always cherish the holiday sing-alongs around Jim and Gisele's piano - peace and wonderful memories to all!
-Love Sue and Brooks
Sue + Brooks Nichols
November 26, 2009
My heart goes out to you at this time and in the days ahead.
Danielle Eagan
November 25, 2009
Warm Summer Sun
Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.
By Mark Twain (Samuel Langhorne Clemens)
The Poetry Foundation
Sandy Eagan
November 25, 2009
Celebrating a life well lived. We will cherish the memories forever.
Anne Eagan
November 25, 2009
Be Still
Be still like the grass on a melancholy summer day
Be still like desert shrub.
Be calm and you will hear your loved one speak, in the stillness, in the calm, their love resounds.
If you are still this promise I make, you will hear the voice of your loved one helping you along your way.
November 25, 2009
Take comfort in knowing that now you have a special guardian angel to watch over you.
November 25, 2009
Nature
As a fond mother, when the day is o'er,
Leads by the hand her little child to bed,
Half willing, half reluctant to be led,
And leave his broken playthings on the floor,
Still gazing at them through the open door,
Nor wholly reassured and comforted
By promises of others in their stead,
Which, though more splendid, may not please him more;
So Nature deals with us, and takes away
Our playthings one by one, and by the hand
Leads us to rest so gently,...
November 25, 2009
In My Pocket
I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.
My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.
They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.
Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.
But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.
November 25, 2009
