Robert J. Serling

Always remembering your love , support and guidance. You always made me laugh.miss you

Missing you Uncle Bob. I hope you are dancing the jig with my dad and having belly laughs. as you always did with family. You always had my moms back and mine . Love you. Your niece , Jodi

When I was 4-7 years old Bob told me wonderful stories about a heroic knight named Sir Giles. My mother, Norma, taught journalism at Antioch College in Yellow Springs, Ohio, and Bob was one of her favorite students. After the war, when Bob and his brother Rod (also an Antioch grad)were both in town, they organized us neighborhood kids (Antioch faculty children)into touch football games that are some of my funnest childhood memories. It was like being an honorary Redskin, going out for a...

I met Bob some years ago in Ithaca, NY, when I was close to Jodi. His sense of humor and modesty were genuine traits that made him larger than life. He spoke fondly of his brother, Rod. Robert was clearly a literary force in his own way. Blessings to the family.

I miss you Dad. I pick up the phone after work to call you and check on you and then remember I can't anymore. I hope you are with Mom and Rod and at peace again. I love you.

Robert Serling lived up the street from me when I was a small boy in Bethesda Md. A kinder person I have never met. He was wonderful to me. He endured my frequent child like drop in visits with good humor & patience. He would spend time talking with me and never let on that I might be interupting him. Sometimes he would suggest I take my wagon and return the bottles to the store up the street for the deposit. A very cleaver move to send me on my way without hurting my feelings. At Christmas...

In the 1970s, and a teenage gal living in suburban Maryland, I met a guy who lent me a book he really liked titled "The Left Seat". We were 15 years old and had met in the Civil Air Patrol, so we had a common interest in aviation, and he was right - loved the book. That young man - Chuck - became my best friend, which he still is. My parents, both aviation writers, knew Bob, and arranged for me to meet him. As a surprise, I took Chuck to meet Bob, but didn't tell him where we were going until...

As a former WAL flight attendant and good friend of Priscilla I knew Bob well and have treasured the friendship. My first meeting with Bob was in Washington DC at an ALPA safety convention - he took several of us over to his house (single digs) in Bethesda and that is a whole 'nother story! My last visit with Bob was in Seattle while he was writing the Boeing book.....he came to my house and when asked what he would like for dinner, he responded, "A BIG pastrami sandwich." I have all the...