Robert H. "Bob" Hutchison, age 44, of Savanna, Illinois, died at his home on January 15, 2015.

Bob was born March 31, 1970, the son of Robert C. and Mary Ann (Plate) Hutchison. He graduated with the Class of 1988 from Mt. Carroll High School. In 1994, he graduated from Mount St. Clare College, Clinton, Iowa, with a degree in General Studies. From 1990-1995, Bob served in the US Naval Reserve and proudly served in a Sea Bee unit.

Bob was a man of many talents and interests. He loved telling jokes and had an infectious smile. An avid biker and hiker, Bob would press through snow storms or blistering heat. Bob liked to make things (and take things apart) and enjoyed working with tools and computers. Quick to offer a kind word or helping hand, Bob was a gentle soul who cared deeply about others. For the last (about) 11 years, Bob worked at Rolling Hills Progress Center where he was a valued employee and cherished co-worker.

Bob will be dearly missed by his mother, Mary Ann Hutchison of Mt. Carroll; his sister Dawn Hutchison-Weiss (Chris Weiss) of Oak Creek, Wisconsin; nieces Mesa and Ada Weiss; and many loving cousins, aunts, uncles, co-workers and friends. He was preceded in death by his father, Robert C. Hutchison and his maternal and paternal grandparents.

John S. Cocoros, 60, of Marlboro, NJ, died unexpectedly on November 6, 2014.
John was born on April 11, 1954 in Brooklyn, NY to Steven and Helen Cocoros. He grew up in the Flatlands neighborhood of south Brooklyn and later spent most of his adult life in Marine Park, Brooklyn.
As a boy he attended St. Thomas Aquinas School and later graduated from Midwood High School in Brooklyn, NY.
John is survived by his daughters, Noelle Marie Cocoros (Timothy Raycroft) and Helena Cocoros (Dumas Torney), their mother Dorothy Ann Milazzo, former spouse, Janet Guerasio, his Aunt Marion, and his Uncle Pete Cocoros.
John was preceded in death by his father, Steven Cocoros, his mother, Helen Travers and step-father Paul Travers, and his Uncle Bill Cocoros.
John worked proudly for the Brooklyn Union Gas Co. for nearly 40 years. He had received many awards and accolades for his hard work, dedication and leadership. He was also extremely proud of the time he spent helping down at Ground Zero, with the first responders, after 9/11.
John was a lifelong, die hard fan of the NY Yankees and NY Rangers. He had many fond memories of playing both sports as a boy and never missed a televised game even up to his last days. In his recent years of retirement, you could find John tending to his perfectly manicured garden or riding his bike for miles along all of the bike trails of Brooklyn and Southern Jersey. He loved being outdoors and staying fit and would not sit still for anything. He was also extremely proud of his Greek-American heritage and would talk your ear off for hours on all things Greek.
Though John left us too soon, his family and friends will remember all of his funny stories and antics including, arm wrestling, skydiving, jumping off the Marine Park Bridge as a rite of passage, hanging out on Quentin Road, playing handball in P.S. 222 schoolyard, Brooklyn Union Gas Co. disasters and hijinks, his lifelong competitive nature, his endless love for his animals, his close and special relationship with his mom, and of course his huge smile and big hugs that never let go.
Our only regret is that we did not know the pain you were in at the end. We love you and will miss you terribly every single day of our lives. I for one will miss hearing you call me Binkster every time we spoke.

Donald was the owner of Dons Conoco for 40 plus years. He was a hard worker who provided well for his daughters, Debbie and Dina. He was a wonderful father. Very funny. Always telling jokes and making up stories. He had an infectious laugh that would make everyone else laugh just hearing him. He let his beloved service station go after many years because of the cost of renovating his gas pumps. He became a janitor and then worked at Walmart putting together displays and bicycles. He always had a twinkle in his eyes. He is preceded in death by his parents Donald and Annette Schmidt Sr and his daughter, Dina. His sister Betty Speedling. His surviving daughter, Debbie.

Proverbs 17:22 - A merry heart doeth good

We all know and love that Jack was a man who loved to laugh and eat! He was mischievous from a tiny little boy if you could ever call him tiny. We could laugh forever and know he is still enjoying every minute of it. Jack loved to hunt and fish. He played both the guitar and mandolin and just like his parents he was a member of the Church of God of Prophecy. He spent the last part of his life in Snyder, Oklahoma and previously in Arkansas, Texas and Colorado. He loved the outdoors, music, his dogs, loud trucks and more than anything, to laugh with his family and friends.

Jack was preceded by his loving mom and dad, Ellen and Eddie Hunt, his siblings: Sammy, Donald, Charlie, Darrell Hunt and Joyce Head. He is survived by his two daughters, Kristi Blassberg and Sarah Presley along with his sibling Milton Hunt.

He will be brought back to the place of his salvation in Sweetwater, Texas on June 6th, 2015 where his memorial service will be held.

Kip Alan Moen passed away unexpectedly in his home on March 5, 2015 in Chesapeake, VA at the age of 34.

Committed Suicide at age 15.

Stephen grew up 1 of 3 brothers. He was raised catholic and raised his family catholic. He worked more than 1 job at times so he could to provide for his family., but his love of the open road was his favorite. My father was not a rich man and could not shower us with gifts but he did shower us with love and what it means to make an honest living, and how important it is for family to stick together. He was a stubborn man and firm, but so full of life and love. He had a passion for dancing and good times. He had his own unique brand of wisdom and was a great story teller.
He was the strongest man we knew and overcame so many obstacles including colon cancer. His was the proud father of 4 and grandfather of 2 of girls which gave him so much joy and another dance partner. He may be gone from this earth but never from our hearts. R.I.P dad!

she was my sister and although we weren't close~i will miss her

Adam R. Dalton, 21, of Princeton died February 21, 2015 as a result of injuries sustained in a motor vehicle accident involving a drunk driver. He was born August 11, 1993 in Toronto, the son of John and Louise (Crater) Dalton. He attended Prine schools and graduated fromPrinceton High School in 2011, where he was a member of the student council and the basketball team. He was currently enrolled at NJIT majoring in computer science. Adam was a member of the Order of the Eagle of the Boy Scouts of America and had been a member of Troop 52. He achieved his Eagle rank upon completion of a project that restored several damaged headstones in the historic old Princeton Cemetery in 2009. He attended St. Augustine Parish in Kingston. Adam is survived by his parents John and Louise of Princeton; his brother Chad and his sister Karen, both at home. He also leaves his maternal grandparents, Harold and Gladys Dalton, also of Princeton; and his paternal grandparents, Philip and Betty Turner of Indianapolis. He is also survived by his girlfriend, Kristen Porter of East Brunswick and his close friends Jacob Hart of New Brunswick and Zachary Taylor of Princeton and several aunts, uncles and cousins.