It's hard to believe this is our second Christmas without you. I only wish I could say it is hard to believe the pain is gone, but I cant. I still miss you every single day. So many times I would give anything just to be able to talk to you again. The holidays just don't seem to have the same meaning now that your gone. It's hard to decorate and put the tree up and shop. I sometimes wish the holidays wouldn't come. Maybe someday I will feel different. My heart hurts so bad Daddy! My best friend in the whole world is gone and I am so lost. I'm empty inside, life has lost so much meaning for me. My kids ask me if I had only 1 wish would I wish for you to be back. I always tell them no because you would still be suffering like you were before you left us. I hope that whatever life is when we pass away is peaceful for you. Rest my sweet daddy rest. Merry Christmas
To My Husband and Forever Friend / Bob's Very Lonely Wife (Wife)
Honey, I can't believe that it has only been 1 year ago that you went home to be with the Lord. It seems like it has been forever! I miss you so much every single day. My life is so empty without you here to share it. I go to bed alone, I come home and I am alone, I go to bed at night and I am alone. Sometimes I just want to scream. I still wake up at night in total disbelief that you are gone and not ever coming back. I never thought that I would be here on this earth alone without you. Life just does not have the same meaning. I still have so many days that I feel like I don't have a purpose. I would give anything to have you hold me and kiss me again. I am trying so hard to go on like you ask me to but it is so hard. The kids have done a great job in helping me get through every thing. It is hard on them to but they have stayed strong as you ask them to. Joe turned 39 this month. Cyndi turned 34. All the grandkids are getting so big. We now have a great grandbaby. Zack and Lara had a baby girl. They named her Olivia. She's a cutie. Josh still living with Cindi and Joe. Maleasha is driving now. Hannah is getting big and loves to sing. Jacob became a teenager this year. Justin's birthday is next month and he will be 11. Samantha just turned 8 last month. Can't believe how big they are all getting. Someone stoled Samantha's bike that you bought her. She was so heartbroke. She kept saying they didn't only steal her bike but they stoled her Pa. It was really hard for her. Nuggy and I miss you so much. Nuggy gets really upset when I show him your picture or when I talk to you. I'm not sure what he is thinking but he always growls at your picture and runs away. It's almost like he is mad because you are not here. Sometimes he comes back to me and cries. Sometimes we cry together. We miss you so much. Sometimes he stands in the doorway and stares a where your chair once sat like he is trying to figure out where you are. Then he looks back at me, sighs, and lays down in the middle of the floor. He looks so sad sometimes. I finally found a job. It is just what I was looking for except I really need a little more pay to make all the bills. I hope that at the end of my 90 days, I will get enough of a raise to make ends meet. I best get to bed now. I have to get up at 5:00 a.m. It is an awful hour to get up. I miss you so very much and I will Love You forever. Your little wifey, Carol Close
Today would have been your 56th birthday. We all went out to dinner just like we would have if you were still with us. Conversation seemed to be about one of your favorite places.. Mio. Life doesn't seem to have the same feeling since you left us. All the things we used to talk about now have taken their place in my heart and memory as they are too painful to think about right now.
The kids are growing up so fast, I wish so much that you were here to share life with them. Samantha still walks around telling everyone "my Pa always said you know I love you right?" And the boys, they sure could use their Pa's words of wisedom as they get older.
Even though you are no longer with us I can still hear your laugh and somewhere in the back of my mind your voice echo's saying "Hows my baby girl?" Your favorite recliner now sits in my living room and there are days that I just sit and smell it because it still holds your scent. As I pass your urn I blow you kisses. I am so grateful that you and I were as close as we were. I have so many memories of you: some make me laugh, others make me cry but no matter what they are our memories, meant to help keep you very much alive and part of my life. I often replay my last few days with you. I hope I made you proud, I tried so very hard to be strong and take care of you. Some mornings I wake up and it somehow seems like a bad dream but then I realize it wasn't and that you really are gone. Those are the days that hold a lot of tears.
Well I guess I should wrap this up now dad. I just wanted you to know that even though you no longer physically walk beside us your presence if felt and you still hold our hearts. Until next time Dad.. I love you, I miss you and think about you always.
To My Husband and Forever Friend / Bob's Beloved Wife (Wife)Read >>
To My Husband and Forever Friend / Bob's Beloved Wife (Wife)
Honey, Six months ago God called you home to be with him. I guess he felt he needed you more than we did. It just doesn't seem fair that you were taken away from all of us. We all needed you so much. You made us all feel so important and special. You always treated me like a queen and took such good care of me. Making sure I got every thing I needed and much more. God's plans for you must be real important. I have so much to tell you. My life is so incomplete without you. Every day drags on forever. The emptyness is almost to hard to bear. I long for you to hold me, to touch me, or just sit and talk to me. Some days the tears still just flow uncontrollably. Some days I can't bear to look at your picture because I will just fall apart. Please forgive me for that. I feel guilty when I cannot look at your picture. I am trying to go on as you and I talked about but the desire to do that just isn't in me. I have to get a job soon and I am really scared. Don't know why except I don't have you to back me up in any decisions I make. I know you are watching over me. I just wish you were right here by my side. Joe, Cyndi and Thomas are always there for me. It really does help. My life is about to change again when I get a job. I just long for things to be as they were before and I know it can never be. I will do my best as you had wished for me. I miss you every minute of every day. I Love You more than you could ever imagine. Rest in peace and pain free Honey. I know God has made you whole and cancer free. I LOVE YOU!!! Close
Always in my thoughts / Cyndi Wesley (Daughter)Read >>
Always in my thoughts / Cyndi Wesley (Daughter)
Dad, it's been 4 months since you left us, somedays it seems as if it's been a week and other days it seems as if it's been forever. I think about you all the time, I feel your presence around me, and I miss you so very much. I miss talking to you. It seems when I have a problem or concern that I would normally talk to you about it just builds and builds causing bad dreams and other side effects. I guess thats all part of grief, grieving for our own needs that can no longer be filled because your gone. Your ashes remain atop my entertainment center, right in the middle of our lives, just where you've always been. I know this website isn't visited as frequently as we had wished but I love having this place where I can put my thoughts and feeling about you and fill you in on our lives, even though I know I can just tell you it seems more real to write to you. I'm going to go for now dad but I want you to know that I Love You and Miss You everyday!!! All My Love Daddy - Cyndi Close
Your still gone / Tim Adams (Little Brother )Read >>
Your still gone / Tim Adams (Little Brother )
Well Bob, a few months have passed and your still gone. I guess this is how it's going to be, this quiet dull pain that keeps reminding me that I no longer have a big brother. I'm not really sure how to be the oldest son, I have no experience at it. You filled that position for 47 years and you did it so well, maybe you could send me some strength and show me how it's done. It seems like every move I make is somehow effected by the fact that you are no longer with us. Mountains fell and ceased to be, I wrote those words in a poem for you when you first passed but I didn't know at the time how true it was. Big brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers are something we take for granted until they are gone and only then can we realize that they are the foundation of who we are. The earth beneath our feet. I bought a new rifle the other day bro, it's a beauty, a Browning 300 mag. It seems to reflect who we are, where we came from, our heritage. A legacy that I feel so proud to be a part of and I know you felt that too, even more than I. Every time I open its case I feel you and I think, what a nice rifle, I know Bob would really like it. Every time I pull its trigger will be a private tribute to you my brother. I miss you. Tim.
"Hey Dan,look there is that same bearded, balding man that seems to be lurking near our table again!"...That was our first encounter with Bob Adams. We were vendors at a birdfair held at the Toledo Rec Center some years ago and had been told by the Bird Club to be aware of any suspicious people since PETA had been showing up at bird fairs and actually poisioning the birds water in their cages. The birds were selling quickly when Bob finally made his move and introduced himself and his wife Carol. They bought a pair of Goulds that day and a friendship and a great love of birds envolved. Such fun we had when we got together and the crazy bird buying trips we made together...Pa. in a week-end, PHEW we were all tired after that one and Chicago a couple of times, what great memories. As happens so many times, we lost touch after Bob & Carol moved to Fla., a call now and then, emails and then finally just a Christmas card. Bob will live on in our memories of the times we shared and we remember him as a caring Dad, a devoted Grandpa, his face would light up when he talked about them, and a husband who truly adored his wife, and a friend that blessed our lives.
Letter to my Husband / Carol Adams (Wife)
Honey, two months ago today our Lord and Savior called you home. I can't even begin to tell you the pain I felt when you left us. The only comforting thought is that you are no longer in pain. The Lord has made you whole again and cured your cancer. That day was the worst day I have ever had and my husband, best friend and the rock of my life could not be there to comfort me. I get up every morning in hopes that this is all a bad dream. The days seem to drag on forever and it seems I wander around with no purpose. There has been so many decision to make and you were not here to help me make them. When I take Nugget out back we both expect to see you out there working on your beautiful rock garden or on your pond that you so lovingly put in. But sadly you are not there. The sadness I feel is almost more than I can bear. Dinner time is so hard because that is when you and I would come together after our day of working and share what our day was like. Now it is silent. There was many a meal that you and I shared together that we both ended up crying knowing that this day would be coming. I just didn't expect it so soon. When I come home from doing errands I miss your "Hi Honey, glad you are home safe." along with a hug and kiss. I no longer see your smile and your favorite chair sits empty. You were always there for me and the kids. You supported whatever I decided to do in life. I could always count on you to hold me up no matter what. As I go to bed at night, I long for you to say, "Come lay by me so we can talk." Some times we would talk for fifteen minutes and other times we would talk until 5:00 a.m. Now those times are filled with tears. Tears that fall until I fall to sleep of pure exhaustion. It is so lonesome without you by my side. No one to share my days with. No one to share memories with about our good old times. The best part of my life is missing. Some days I just want to pull the covers up over my head and go back to sleep so the pain will go away. I just don't know how to pick myself up and go on without you. Even when I am with other people, I feel so alone. Somedays my eyes just won't stay dry. I know this is not what you wanted fo me. You told me you wanted me to "get on with my life" but I don't know how to do this since you are my life. My heart hurts so bad. Joe, Cyndi and Thomas are doing their best to help me. I appreciate all the things they have done and they have made things much easier on me. I don't know how I would have made it without them. Joe and Cyndi brought your ashes home just before Christmas. Now you can rest in your own home, in peace, just the way you liked it. Since we brought you home, I feel you are here protecting us, just like you always did. I promise you Honey, I will try to do better. I just want you to know that you are the love of my life. You will always have my heart and I will forever miss you. I love you Sweetie. Rest in peace. I will see you soon and we will rejoice in the Lord together. Close
Just talking to my daddy / Cyndi Wesley (Daughter)
Hi Dad,
It's the day before we celebrate Christmas, the shopping is done the tree and decorations are up and life has had to go on even though I wish it would just stop. Thomas, Joe and I are doing our very best to take care of mom for you but of course we could never do it the way you did. We went yesterday to pick up your ashes, Mom bought a beautiful urn for you to rest in. It has all your favorite gardening tools on it. I hate this!!!! I want you here so much, I just wish this pain would stop. But I know that it can't. But the most important thing is that your not in pain anymore. I can only imagine the celebration your having in heaven for Jesus. I don't know how to do this "life thing" without you. So many times I just want to pick up the phone and call you or come over to talk to you but then realize I can't. My buddy is gone. You were so young dad, you could of had so much more life ahead of you but this aweful "C" word took it away. I go over to your and moms house and sit in your chair to just feel a little closer to you. But it just doesn't fill this empty feeling I have in my heart. I'm so sorry that I haven't been stronger like you asked me too. I'm trying, but sometimes the emotion takes over and I just can't keep my head up and eyes dry anymore. Please forgive me for that. Daddy I miss you so much and love you so much. Every time I go to your house I expect to see you turn around in your chair and say your typical "Hi hon" but it doesn't happen, god this hurts so bad. If you could just send me a little of your strength from heaven to help get through this. Anyways Dad it's Christmas time your most favorite holiday and it will come wether we want it to or not so MERRY CHRISTMAS my wonderful daddy, MERRY CHRISTMAS! I hope you have a wonderful Christmas talking with our loved ones that have past, or maybe your talking about deer hunting with Andy Rose, or getting to know your granddaughter Shelby, I don't know what your doing but I know that whatever it is it's peaceful for you. I miss you and love you. MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JESUS. Close
Our condolences / Ralph &. Jenean Bruhn (cousin)Read >>
Your Dad and husband was a great man. I know he enjoyed nature and animals. Years ago we enjoyed having bible studies with you and Bob, Carol. We know you will miss him a lot and even though we didn't see him and your family often, we thought about you many times.We hope you have a great Christmas and a New Year full of blessings. Love, Ralph & Jenean
I'll always remember / Zack Adams (Grandson)
Grandpa i will always remember you from when i was small to now. I remember our first hunting trip together i had deer fever i was so happy to spend the day sitting in the woods with you. I remember when you were putting my arrow heads together for me and cut your finger i was scared. I remember moving to florida where you seemed so happy and helping you with your plants. And now everyday i wish i would have spent time with you while i was down there. I am so thankful after not coming around for so long you still helped me move my things. I Love You to death and i'll always remember you. Have a Merry Christmas and say hello to Jesus for me. I'll See you in heaven Close
In memory of a dear friend / Bob &. Ardath Marston (Pastor & Wife )Read >>
In memory of a dear friend / Bob &. Ardath Marston (Pastor & Wife )
Bob always addressed me as "Pastor Bob" and I would have been happy with just, "Bob". Now let me tell you, this reverance and respect was accorded to all God's creatures, great and small. Master griller, hunter, fisherman, gardner, carpenter, collector to mention only a few and especially his love for God and his family.
We first came to know Bob and Carol in 1983 when we came to pastor the Temperance Free Methodist Church where they had come to a saving relationship with their Lord and close fellowship with the wonderful people.
Although we were many years their senior, they immediately became our friends. It was canoe trip time that month we came and I can only imagine that the Adams' volunteered to take us with them to north Michigan.
I remember well stopping at Walley's Supper Club in Flint where we ate a bit more than we should. Subsequently we shared many meals at their table and learned first-hand Carol's cullinary art and Bob's grill mastering techniques with his very special ribs.
Bob was very serious and sincere in all his dealings. Their home was open to Bible study and disciple-ship efforts. Bob and Carol never refused an opportunity to serve. Bob was a friendly usher, quick to volunteer for table and chair set up and to my knowledge never refused an opportunity to be of service. Bob and Carol worked together as a team to raise exotic fish and birds. Their knowledge in these and other specialized areas was very evident.
Our Bob had a wide diversity of interest and extending into hunting and fishing. His painful and disabling injuries on his construction foreman/supervising job not only rendered him unemployed, but in continual pain you could reconize on his face. I remember fishing in Lake Erie and the lake became very rough and Bob went into the hold to escape the bouncing. A few years later her wanted to deer hunt with bow and arrow and I found him a couple places near Stockbridge. It was about 1995 or 1996, but his pain was too intense and he was not able to come.
The Adams' loved to be with friends at Mt. Tom in Mio, Michigan but this as well as many other things were taken away. Ardath recalls several visits to the home their home in Florida and he was so proud to be able to show us what God had done with a little help from him his gardening and carpentery skills. Bob and Carol liked the rare horticultural stuff and would drive nearly to Naples with us to procure it.
Ardath and I had been keeping contact with Bob and Carol each week and then as Bob became more ill it was almost daily. We deeply regret not being able to be with you in your time of greatest need.
The last twenty years or more, Bob was not without pain and this last March when went to visit we thought we might not see Bob again this side of heaven. We always prayed together and Bob and Carol gave assurance to salvation. "Bob, you are forever in God's heaven and we will see you there!"
To All Of You / Dawn Waganfeald (Adams) (cousin)Read >>
To All Of You / Dawn Waganfeald (Adams) (cousin)
Yesterday I saw this web site for the first time and I lit a candle but all day it made me think of Bobby. Some of the things I remembered about him were him hunting in the woods behind the house, swaping gag gifts in Grandma Adams's basement, raising birds in his house on Secor Road, and of course (an Adams tradition) hunting morel mushrooms in the north woods but most of all I remember him dancing with his beautiful daughter Cyndi at her wedding. I don't ever think I saw him look prouder. Although I have not had much contact with him in the past years I always knew how he was doing because Aunt Ruth kept us up to date. I've walked for the past 3 years for a Relay for Life team and have lit a candle for Bobby for his fight against cancer. It will be sad to light one this year not for his fight but for remembrance. Close
In memory Of A Wonderful Friend,Husband, Father,& Grandpa! / Teri Stahl (Friend)Read >>
In memory Of A Wonderful Friend,Husband, Father,& Grandpa! / Teri Stahl (Friend)
I grew up with you and your family, getting to be very close friends with cyndi (who is my very best friend). You were a great dad to Joe and Cyndi and will be greatly missed. As a husband , your wife was so lucky to have you and she will miss you greatly with every breath she takes. My thought and prayers are with the family always... Bless you all....Teri Close
I wanted to share with all of you the last few days of my dad's life. On Wednesday morning October 25, 2006 I got a phone call from my mom saying that dad wasn't feeling to well and I should probably come over after work. That was the plan. But early that afternoon I got another call that they were taking him to the emergency room. When I arrived at the hospital I walked in to see my dad, he was sitting alone on his bed and as soon as he saw me he started to cry, he said he was doing fine until he saw my face. "You Look So Sad" is what he said. He was having trouble breathing because he had lost so much blood, I went to the nurse and asked her to give him something to calm him down, which she did and that seemed to help. They started blood transfusion in the ER and carried them on after admitting him. Thursday morning October 26, 2006 they took him to surgery to insert a main iv line into his neck for the remaining blood transfusions as well as try to repair his bladder which he was bleeding profusely from. Thursday night brought misery and pain for him as they continually flushed his bladder trying to clear it of blood clots. Friday October 27, 2006 they tested his kidney functions and found that they had started to shut down. By Friday night his blood pressure had dropped to 80/72 and they moved him to ICU. But just before we moved him to ICU, he had the oppurtunity to sing "Happy Birthday" to my oldest son. (It was his 12th birthday) Saturday morning October 28, 2006 we got the news that his kidneys were shutting down and rapidly, we all made the decision to move him to the Cape Coral Hospic House. As soon as we got him to the Hospice House he seemed to calm down and rest. Mom and I promised him no more pain. We all stayed at his bedside and tended to his evey need. There were 7 of us sleeping in his room with him. Dad would wake up here and there and talk to us about different things but on Sunday morning October 29, 2006 they came in to bath him around 11:00 am, by the time his bath was done he was too tired to wake up anymore. As sunday progressed things kept getting worse. I finally asked the nurse how long, she stated he wouldn't make it through the night. We all took our turn talking to him and saying our goodbyes, letting him know that it was ok and we would be ok. Then Monday October 30, 2006 at 2:30 am it started, he opened his eyes staring at the corner of the room, this is when he gave all of us the best gift ever, we looked into his eyes and for the first time in probably 20 years his eyes were as blue as the sky and you could see a light shining or reflecting in his eyes. We knew that he was looking into paradise. The next breath his stare became blank and within a few minutes it was over. He was gone. Gone from our physical world but forever in our hearts and minds. There were a lot of us there with Dad, talking to him and caring for him. We all loved him while he was well, we all loved him while he was sick, we all loved him while he was leaving us and we all love him now that he is gone.
I know that my dad is happy and finally in peace where he is now.
to the family / Kevin &. Terry Adams (cousins)Read >>
to the family / Kevin &. Terry Adams (cousins)
So sorry to hear of Bob's passing, we offer our condolences to Uncle Bob and Aunt Ruth and the family. Kevin remembers Bob Jr. as family, but I knew him in school. He was always game for anything. It's nice knowing he's with the Lord and we will all meet him again. Now he can catch up on things with those that passed before him. I know he'll have a great time with Maudie! Love, Kevin and Terry Close
CONDOLENSES/ Renee Labrecque (FRIEND OF JOES )Read >>
CONDOLENSES/ Renee Labrecque (FRIEND OF JOES )
I AM VERY SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS. I WILL KEEP ALL OF YOU IN MY PRAYERS
A Poem Read At My Dads Memorial Service. / Cyndi Wesley (Daughter)
How Do You Live Your Dash?
I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on his tombstone from the beginning to the end. He noted first came his date of birth and spoke the following dates with tears, but he said what mattered most was the dash between those years. For that dash represented all the time that he spent alive on earth. And now only those who loved him know what that little line is worth. For it matters not how much we own, t he cars, the house, the cash. What matters most is how we live and love and how we spend our dash. So think about this long and hard, are there things you’d like to change? For you never know how much time is left that can still be rearranged. If we could just slow down enough to consider what’s true and real, and always try to understand how other people feel. And be less quick to anger and show appreciation more. And love the people in our lives like we’ve never loved before. If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile. Remembering that this special dash may only last a little while. So when your eulogy’s being read with your life’s actions rehashed. Would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent your dash?
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