Robert E.L. Masters Jr. Ph.D.

I got to know Bob when in my early thirties, still a rootless graduate student. I spent much of a summer at his home in Pomona, living there and working on a manuscript for him.

If I had been younger when Bob came into my life, he’d have been my Professor Kingsfield. He was smart, smart, smart and sublimely funny.

We rarely saw each other after that summer, yet in the ensuing 20 years I have retained a fond memory of him. It has pained me to know of his decline over the past few...

My heart is with you Jean during this sad time of loss and celebration of a life well lived.
Although I did not meet Bob directly (except in a happy dream), I knew him through your work and your stories...
Bob is reunited with all of his beloved animal friends and I am sure he will pirouette between here and there as he journeys ever onward.
Sal and I send you our deepest love...