Robert Harrell

Bob was the best Pop-Pop to my boys, Corey & Clay. Every Christmas eve he would come deliver presents and share a glass of wine with me. Bob was a great man and still very missed! Clay passed away on 7/27/22 so he is probably with Pop-Pop!

Bob was a special man and is still dearly missed! Rest in peace Bob!

We just moved back to Maryland and learned Bob had passed away. Bob adopted my children like a grandfather in 1987 and always remembered their birthdays every year. He would stop over every Christmas eve with Christmas gifts. Bob, we will miss you so much. I was so saddened to learn of Bob's passing. Ginger and family, please know we loved Bob dearly and my boys were so sad to learn Pop-Pop had died. Rest in peace Bob!

Our sincere sympathy.for your loss.
Claire Shomody
Sorrento East Property Owners Association, Inc.

I was saddened to hear of Mr. Harrell's passing. Even though I live in Arizona and retired from AACO ten years ago we still kept in touch exchanging letters at Christmas. I had the privilege of working with him as a teacher at Linthicum Elementary.His memory was amazing. In his Christmas letter he kept me up on students from my third grade class from many years ago. Mr. Harrell was a true friend. I will miss him ,his stories and his life commentary.

Mr. Harrell, I will never forget the day you came through my classroom with that big bass drum and we followed you through the hallways of Linthicum Elementary School in an impromptu parade. You brought light to so many! Please continue to shine down on us from heaven. You are a rare spirit and I am blessed to have had you in my life.

I am very grateful to have known Mr. Harrell. He was always kind, fair and compassionate. How lucky we were to have him as our principal! May his family be comforted by all these wonderful memories and kind thoughts.

Sincerely~

Mr. Harrell will be remembered by most every life he touched as a kind, gentle and inspiring person who truly cared about his family and his many students. My most fond memory of Mr. Harrell is the day he became my hero. In first grade, I froze in fear at the top of the climbing tower on the playground and couldn't be coaxed down. Mr. Harrell came to my rescue by climbing up to the top and taking me off into his arms and returning me to safety. To his family, I hope you can take comfort...