Birth date: May 13, 1920 Death date: Jun 23, 2004
Robert (Bob) GrassBorn May 13, 1920, passed away June 23, 2004, in McKenna, Washington. Bob lived most of his life in Tacoma and retired from McChord AFB after 30 plus years as a civil service electrician. Bob was gifted with an i Read Obituary
Bob, the children not of your own you help raise are in our late 50’s now. Your name is said like a living breath from our lips more often than you believe. You remain alive in the very fibers of our beings. Our children are grown with families of their own and those children also continue to speak your name. You made our lives so rich with your love. Thank you again, The Goldwater Girls.
Uncle Bob--
Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. I miss you more everyday. This summer I graduated and I knew you were there with us. I really, really, really, miss you.
During Christmas, I baked your recipe for banana nut bread and gave it to everyone. It was my way of having you there :) Want to hear the most amazing part? Well, Mom, Noor, and I were shopping and found your exact model crock pot with the original recipes and manuals in a second hand store! It was years old, but I was so happy to find it. Who would have thought? It was neat because I wanted to bake your bread... and then we found that. I like to think you had something to do with that ;) haha!
I love you sweetie, and miss you very much. Hope you're not out fishing too much to get this message. Just know that I am always thinking of you.
Hugs and kisses,
Your niece,
Nada :)##imported-begin##Nada Ayesh##imported-end##
I wish that I could be sitting on "My Bob's" lap, eating taffy, and asking Bob questions just one more time. Bob's house always smelled like "My Bob" and Nanna Nut Bread. "My Bob" always had bowls of taffy around the house. I remember when my dog "Baby" died "My Bob" called us right after he found her. We got to Bob's house in about 20 minutes when we got there he had already dug a hole put Baby in it and buried her. He said he buried her and all that so I wouldn't have to see her. (Less pain) I also remember one time I went to the bathroom and motorboat the cat had gotten hold of the toilet paper and it was all over the bathroom. I went and got Bob and he said what else but "Whoop whoop whoop!" I miss "My Bob" very much and I would do anything to be with Him one more time. Unfortunately Bob got in trouble when we would get together or he would sneak and call us when he got pneumonia. But he still insisted on sneaking to my birthday parties and he came to every one until I turned Eight years old. On My ninth Birthday he wasn't there and I cried all the way home. It wasn't right for the bad people to keep us apart. "My Bob" was like a grandpa to me. "My Bob was one of the best people I have ever known. "My Bob" had many apple trees I loved eating his apples. One time me and my friend Sparkie were at the base of an apple tree eating apples when Bob's buck deer decided he wanted some apples too, he stomped and snorted at us. We dropped our apples and ran away. We busted into the house screaming and shouting. Bob said "whoop whoop whoop" and looked quite pleased about his buck. I wish "My Bob" was still here to go get a "Bite to Eat" at Burger king. Bob I hope you are with motorboat and McTarvish (your love bird who you bunked with all those years), Baby, Sarah the Chihuahua mix, (In haven she shouldn't pee on you feet when she is happy to see you any more) and Goldie the cocker spaniel are all together. You will always be "My Bob" and I will tell My children all about you and teach them how to make and eat Bob Sandwiches (toasted strawberry jam and peanuckelbutter), and we too will make Banana nut cake in the crock-pot with the recipe book you gave us. Hugs and kisses Love, Aubrey Age eleven##imported-begin##Aubrey Conn##imported-end##
Memorial: August 5, 2004 11:00 am
Grave side
Bob's favorite flowers were Roses, and Dahlia
Favorite food was clam chowder or anything else being served.
Favorite place was mouth of the Columbia River seated at the back of his boat, outboard in hand going over the bar.
Favorite song was anything that he could dance to at a wedding or anniversary party.
Favorite animal was his old friend Browne.
Favorite outdoor activity was hunting
Favorite indoor activity was working on projects (building something)
Favorite sleeping area was in front of the T.V.
Favorite Love was animals##imported-begin##Sandra (Goodwater) Ayesh##imported-end##
You are a strong man my friend. I felt bad for you though because in times past you said the Goodwaters were your friends, yet in 7 1/2 yrs. only one time did one Goodwater come to see you, I believe it was the Ayesh family. Not through you cancer, chemo, broken wrist or while you were preparing to join our Lord. You continued to live on your own, but unable to drive until about 5 months before your passing. How I know you never wanted to live anywhere but at home. But now you are really "HOME" and we can thank our sweet and gentle Jesus for that.
I look forward to the future and seeing you again.
I hope the fish are biting, the cats are purring, the doe and fawn cross your path and you sit back as you did in later years and marvel at Gods beauty.
God Bless you my friend,
Love and hugs,
georgina##imported-begin##georgina miller##imported-end##
Dearest Bob, I didn't get to know you until your later years. That was unfortunate for me. Although, I heard many a repeat of so many different stories of your past!! You are certainly one of a kind. I was your caregiver for 5 years before you had to have 24 hour care...and it was a pleasure to spend the time with you. You sure liked your strawberry shakes from Burger King!
We fed so many homeless cats..we counted 9 at one meal time. But your family (your sister Sally and Bob and brother Bill and Katheryn) need to be praised for the way they were always there for you. Before I shared the 5 years with you they alternated (daily) 7 months of care for you. And EVERY weekend they were there with you...caring for you and taking you for rides,to the doctors,out to eat, to family celebrations, etc. And the baked goods they brought to you...it's a wonder you weren't the size of a moose!
You survived cancer 3 times with chemotherapy all three times...and your family and I were all there for you. You are a strong m##imported-begin##Georgina Miller##imported-end##
My name is Marilyn Corlett. My father in law Al Corlett and Bob Grass were best friends since I can remember. I met them both when I was 10 years old and my family lived across the street from the Corlett's.
Bob, I remember all your craftsmanships that you did with your friend Al (who passed away 6 years ago). You were always in his shop or he was at your place helping you. Mrs. Corlett always had coffee, cookies and/or food to serve whenever they had guests. You were always welcomed there.
I have memories of you bringing to both the Corlett's and my family buckets full of smelt, sturgeion, salmon and anytype of fish that was in season.
I have often thought of you after your best friend Al died, as I know how sad and lost he would have been had you gone Home to the Good Lord prior to him. You were inseparable.
My father, Robert (Bob) Engelhart, who worked and retired from McChord as you two did and who lived across the street from the Corlett's is the one who let me know that your obituary was in the paper and that you had passed away. We reminiced that day of the memories that you had to our family.
God Bless you Bob. You touched many lives while you were here on earth and I can imagine the joy that those who passed before you felt when they seen you walk through the gates of heaven.
I often thought about you and now know where you are. God Bless and tell Al and Jenny Corlett hello from me.
You had a voice, laugh, smile and out look on life I will never forget.
You touched many,
Marilyn Corlett##imported-begin##Marilyn Corlett##imported-end##
Again many memories!!##imported-begin##Virg and Lou Groth##imported-end##
Uncle Bob,
I remember how much you loved your fishing. We also remember the way you would put ketchup over your french fries when we would go out for your favorite hamburgers. The fishing trips were the best! I rememeber you would have us all call the fishies for worm sandwhiches. When we sat at the back of the boat and you would put the boat in full speed, that was the time of our lives! Good thing we had life jackets huh?
I hope you get to be with Motorboat, and I hope that you are finally at peace. You used to sit me down in the living room and tell me your war stories.. I was always interested in what you had to say because you were the wisest man I had ever met.
I remember how you would make us pull your finger, and then we'd have a good laugh, and eat mint chocolate chip ice cream. That was so much fun.
When we came by to visit you after going to Mt. Rainier, we gave you a huge cookie tin of chocolate chip cookies. I still have that picture of you eating them up! You sure loved those cookies. You were so cute.
We'll miss you Bob. You were the best Uncle in the world, and you will always be a part of us. You were our family, and we will always consider you to be our own blood.
Love Always,
Your Nieces,
Nada and Allyah Ayesh##imported-begin##Nada and Allyah Ayesh##imported-end##
Bob,
A kind and patient man. Time has finally ended our wait. We were kept from your side and God is our rights keeper. We abided by your wish to keep you in our hearts. The pain of separation is now due to non earthly powers. We could not bear the torment you endured by continuing to see you.
You were a member of our family more than your own. You broke more bread with us than your own blood, and attended more births and holidays than visits from your own people bearing your last name.
I truly believe that if I wouldn't have called you to dinner you would have starved yourself to death years ago. I remember your mishaps with chain saws and skill saws. It was amazing you survived. You attributed your safety in WWII to how fast you could dig a foxhole, and even faster if they were shooting at you. "Boy could you dig a hole".
Your kindness even in time of war was exactly what made you who you were. The German families that you treated with respect while occupying their homes as a machine gun Sergeant was a credit to our country.
At one time in your life, perhaps not known by many, you were a teacher at Clover Park (Voc/tech) technical College for Electrician classes. When I was a little girl I would sit for hours working on projects, listening to you describe your wiring diagrams, and explaining an open or closed circuit. Your patience in problem solving was inspirational.
Thank you also for the experiences of woodworking, The Table that you and I built as a little girl will be an heirloom for our family.
You were an honorary Goodwater, Not of blood but of heart.
May God forgive those who kept us apart, they have no control now.
For shame, no memorial for a great man with such a loving heart
You raised no children of your own, and yet you were a contribution to the person that I and my sisters became. Thank you. We have held governor Appointments, Senate confirmations, met dignitaries of State at The White House, and traveled to foreign countries.
You can be proud. I will love you always and treasure every memory.##imported-begin##Sandra (Goodwater) Ayesh##imported-end##
