Robert E. McNabb Jr.

It has been many years since we were neighbors on Cleermont Dr.., but we and our girls remember you well. Remember, Mary your welcome to the neighborhood gift of an African Violet? I told you I had a brown thumb and asked you to place the lovely plant, full of blooms, in my house where you thought it would do best. Two days later to your puzzlement, the plant turned up its toes. We had several conversations as to why and neither of us could come up with an answer. Bob was a quiet...

My fond memories of Bob McNabb are the great puzzles he kept around the house, and his putting the car into neutral at Monte Sano Blvd so we could coast down the hill on Governors Drive! He was always fun. God bless you all during this sad time.

He seemed like a sweet man. He was always so kind when we came to pick blueberries. Fond memories of the blueberry farm and the sweet couple that ran it.

Always so kind, one of my favorite people to work with.