

Charles Roberts McConaghy, known affectionately as Bobs to family and friends, passed away at the age of 97 on June 9, 2020. His wife, Donna, was at his side. He was under hospice care due to heart failure and his two daughters, Patty and Susan, were able to be by his side during his final days.
Bobs was born in St. Louis, Missouri and grew up in Roanoke, Virginia. He felt God’s call to be a minister as a teenager, a calling that lasted 50 years, with most of that time in the Denver area. He was a devout Christian and a devoted husband, father, and friend.
Bobs is survived by his wife, Donna, daughter, Patty, son-in-law Steve, grandson Chris, daughter Susan, and sister Ann.
Bobs always had a focus on the future and making life better for others. One of his favorite poems was The Bridge Builder.
The Bridge Builder
By Will Allen Dromgoole
An old man going a lone highway,
Came, at the evening cold and gray,
To a chasm vast and deep and wide.
Through which was flowing a sullen tide
The old man crossed in the twilight dim,
The sullen stream had no fear for him;
But he turned when safe on the other side
And built a bridge to span the tide.
“Old man,” said a fellow pilgrim near,
“You are wasting your strength with building here;
Your journey will end with the ending day,
You never again will pass this way;
You’ve crossed the chasm, deep and wide,
Why build this bridge at evening tide?”
The builder lifted his old gray head;
“Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said,
“There followed after me to-day
A youth whose feet must pass this way.
This chasm that has been as naught to me
To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be;
He, too, must cross in the twilight dim;
Good friend, I am building this bridge for him!”
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