Robert M Purcell

Dearest Sue We just learned of Bob's passing. How very very sad. I thought I would send a photo of Bob doing what he loved best. Unclogging one of our drains with Orson his supervisor by his side. Every time Bob came the cats had to come and visit. He remembered all of their names and there were a lot over the years. Orson was his favorite and Bob could never complete a job without that cat trying to help him! What a huge loss. Thinking of you. Barbara and Robert Pascoe

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I am not sure how many years our family went to Winslow Park camping area with Bob and Sue but looking back, sure makes me smile. We would all go the weekend of the Yarmouth clam festival. One year Jim and Bob spontaneously assisted a little coastal town that was shy team members for their Fireman's muster. They had so much fun that the next year they brought their own gear and entered again. We all enjoyed watching them compete. Years later, Jim and I went to Winslow park and were surprised...

Will miss you brother, cousin! As kids, you meant so much to me Your laugh, your spirit, your pure energy. Crashing through, head down, Laughing all the way! Sledding, running, biking, skating, over cliffs Through the woods Under fences Over walls, Always on thin ice Always just escaping Catastrophe I always thought you would beat me To the other side. And there you are. Making it a lot further than I ever imagined. I know you'll run, head down, laughing, right through to the great...