My condolences to Cheryall and family. Bob and I grew up together going to Onanole and Erickson schools together. Bob and I did not always get along and had clashes in grade school. In high school we became buds. After high school we both moved to Winnipeg and Bob lived with me and three other guys in an apartment near Donald St.

I later joined the RCMP moving to different postings and we lost tract of each other.

Bob you left a huge hole in my heart. Imiss you terribly .I love you .Rest in peace.

I worked with Bob when he was a carpenter at AYA. Became friends with him. And was never a dull moment working with Bob. From quad rides to snowmobile rides. He was always the life of the party. Deepest condolences to Cheryl and all of the family.

With condolences from family in England, Auntie Peggy always wrote in her annual letter at Christmas the news of Bob. He is a descendant of the Potter family and the Brown family from Bilbrough, York.

Sadly we never met Bob.

To Cheryall and family, My connection with Bob was brief as I was 7 years older and moved away from Onanole when 16, but his parents Peggy and Alf were long time great friends with my parents May and Norman Halstead.  I am sure in his early years my mother was Auntie May to Bob.  I note that several comments were made about Bob's wit.  He came by that naturally as his father was never lacking for a comment or two on most anything. On behalf of the Halstead family please accept our sincerest condolences on Bob's passing. 

I first met Bob when Cheryall and I were imbibing at the bar in the Norwood Hotel.  He was smitten with her at first sight, although it took her a few months to take his bait.

He was always the life of party and once they bought their West Hawk and Mesa properties, were very generous with their invites to both.  Cheryall was also my Matron of Honor and my daughter's God Mother.

Bob, you were a crazy, hard working man and you will be greatly missed by all that knew and loved you.  I'm sure you are still complaining about Cheryall to all that will listen up there amongst the stars. 🤣🤣

I first met Bob through a mutual friend [who would later become my wife] on a warm sunny afternoon at West Hawk Lake. It was at another mutual friend's cottage, Glen Morrison and the occasion was  happy hour. While waiting for the guests to show I was introduced to "Builder Bob "as Glen called him and we began to discuss various things. It wasn't long before Bob's ascerbic wit would provoke an equal acerbity in myself and we began to spar. The challenge was fun and I believe Bob felt that too. And so it began from that first encounter - on a sunny afternoon by the lake, sparked by witty banter that became the foundation of a 20-year friendship.

It was clear to me that Bob had a unique personality and a sharp wit that I tried to match. Upon first impressions there would be those that found him abrasive, however, once you got to know him, that feeling would dissipate. At least for me it did right away. He will be missed.

Bob has been a part of our lives for just short of thirty years and we shared many meals, drinks and laughs with him and Cheryall. He was also great to work beside, A lunch and an obligatory nap(for him) afterwards were our only work stoppages for the day. He was so knowledgeable about construction and wiring, and shared that with you as the day progressed and the work was completed. He's somewhere right now, smiling,  passing on his skills and at the end of the day asking 'let's play Farkle'.