I had the pleasure of going on a number of fishing trips with Bob. He enjoyed the give and take among the men in our family and never shied away from a friendly debate. I was always impressed by his love and his knowledge of the natural world. He had an easy laugh and was a good sport when we teased him about drinking his cheap beer. One of my favorite memories about Bob was when my brothers and I crammed sinkers into the mouth of a dead fish to win a bet with Bob over how much it weighed. When the fish fell onto the counter and the sinkers ran out, he laughed and accused us of having criminal tendencies. Bob will be missed, especially on next year's trip. John will have to bring Bernita's Sloppy Joe's. Rest in peace, Bob. Prayers and love to the family. Gary McManus

Our neighbors Carolyn and Ralph Cooper wanted to post this message: Bob was the kind of man you would want as a neighbor. He generously shared his hunting bounty with us, which we enjoyed thoroughly. We miss seeing him on his riding mower. towing his lawn mower contraption behind. He kept his yard beautiful-all the time. Bob, may you rest in peace....

I first met Bob at a neighborhood block party in the Summer of 2000. Our shared love of dogs, hunting, and the outdoors provided a strong foundation for our friendship. Since Bob was recently retired and had a lot of times on his hands, I took him under my wing. I helped him train his dog Parker and he enjoyed watching my dogs work. We shivered through many November mornings on the opening day of deer season together or sweated out in the September sun in the dove fields of NC. I had the privilege of dragging Bob's last deer out of the woods, because as Bob explained it "that's what the younger guys do." Bob was our neighbor when our daughter was born and my wife Jen and I got to see Bob and Bernita become grandparents. We spent many evenings at the others' home having dinner and playing cards (Hearts and Kentucky Rummy, which Bob affectionately referred to as "brain dead") and we vacationed at the beach together. When I think of Bob I smile because we always seemed to enjoy each other's company and we almost always had fun (except for the time we cut down a pine tree in his front yard and almost dropped it on the house---with Bernita inside!) I remember Bob as a loving husband, doting father and grandfather, intellect, and true outdoorsman. Our times together were filled with hi jinx---too much to list here---and I will miss him. It doesn't seem real that he is gone. I will miss being able to drop by his house from time to time to see if I could get him riled. Or to go over his house for Bernita's pastees for dinner. Or to make it by their house as our last stop as we always did on Halloween night. Bob and Bernita were a big part of our lives as neighbors and I am sad those times are over. I believe Bob made an impact on my life and I hope I was able to touch his life too. I will think of Bob when I venture out into the woods. I think of him when I ride by his old house. And though Bob is gone, there are enough truly great memories of him and reminders of him here in the neighborhood that I will never forget him. Rest in peace "Little Bobbie".

I am grateful for the inclusion I had with the Moulton family as a teenager. Whether it was a trip to Chincoteague or just sitting in front of the wood burning stove, I always felt welcome. Bob was always eager to share experiences, and I thoroughly enjoyed the details of his many hunting and fishing trips across the country. He was always willing to teach his many skills with amazing patience. Bob will be missed.

Here are some pictures of Bob and the family. This one of us was taken in December of 1959. It is so sad that he has passed way. He has touched everyone's hearts and lives through us.

I found Bob to be funny and engaging, and he told such wonderful stories about growing up in Michigan. He was interested in so many subjects, and was always willing to share information, whether it be about trees, gardening, birds or astronomy. I know he was extremely intelligent, because he picked Bernita for a wife. That not only showed intelligence, but good taste. I hope Bernita and Bob's family will take solace in the fact that they were lucky and blessed to have Bob in their lives. He will be greatly missed, but he will live on in their special memories of him.