Robert Edward "Bob" Constant
July 11, 1947 – January 20, 2020
Robert Edward Constant passed away January 20, 2020 in Seaside, CA, his home for the last 33 years, after a brief fight with an aggressive form of lung cancer. Bob was born July 11, 1947 in Kingston, NY to Leroy Monroe and Alberta Fleming. Bob was later adopted by LeRoy A. Constant. Bob is survived by his wife, Noriko, their sons, Andrew (Daisy Constant-Yang) and Allen, and four grandchildren. He is also survived by eight siblings, Carl Constant, Richard, Constant, Eric Constant, Douglas Constant, Andrew Constant, Martha Butcher, Charlotte Gazlay, and Alice Constant.
Bob served in the U. S. Army from 1965 until he retired at Fort Ord, CA in 1990. During his service in Japan, he met his future wife. He also spent time in Vietnam and Panama, and posts in Georgia and California.
After retiring, Bob and Noriko owned and operated Forest Hill Auto Service in Pacific Grove, CA from 1989 to 2008. Bob served as state Director and President of the Automotive Service Councils of California. He also served as Chairman of Government Affairs for ASCCA. In that role, he was a member of the Advisory Group of the California Bureau of Automotive Repair. Bob was also a member of the Automotive Service Association, serving at the national level on the Mechanical Operations Committee. Locally, he was a member of the ROP Advisory Panel of Monterey Peninsula College.
Upon his second retirement, Bob continued to volunteer with various groups and organizations, including the City of Seaside Parks and Recreation Department. A particular passion of Bob was his service at the Pico Blanco Boy Scout Camp, where he was an active participant on the Maintenance Committee, known as the Camp Pico Blanco Beavers.
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Robert Edward "Bob" Constant
February 1, 2020
Bob was more than Seaside's Open Ground Studios' star volunteer builder, he became a personal friend who understood my intensity, teased me about it, and who shared a passion for building projects that created a bond I will always cherish and deeply miss.
I met Bob in 2013 when Noriko told him to "get down the street and offer up your help to build this studio." He arrived with joy, humor, a glint in his eye, a pocket full of dog biscuits and a truckload of power tools. He proceeded to help me for 6 years in the construction, reconstruction and misc special projects that has made our community studio an exquisite place to make art.
But for me, the time spent with Bob will always take a front-row seat in my heart. Building things together was equal part fun & productive, conspiratorial and collaborative. Being 15 years my senior, with all the expertise he had, he never questioned my abilities with power tools, he always respected my designs and was never patronizing of my questions. We might bicker about the best way to go about it, but it was always in good humor. He'd randomly assign nicknames to me depending on the day: Yes, Miss Benevolent Ruler, or Your Highness, which led to me calling him Master Bob... and sometimes Grasshopper, when warranted.
It was crushing to hear the news of his passing. No one could ever replace Bob in my world or heart.
“In the end, though, maybe we must all give up trying to pay back the people in this world who sustain our lives. In the end, maybe it's wiser to surrender before the miraculous scope of human generosity and to just keep saying thank you, forever and sincerely, for as long as we have voices.” ― Elizabeth Gilbert
January 26, 2020
We were kinda geeks in high school but we were king and queen of our 50 th high school reunion. It was the best ever. Also Bob and I were the adopted ones. We were the chosen. RIP my friend
January 25, 2020
I met Bob, as many did, at Camp Pico Blanco. His cheerfulness drew me in immediately. It was always a pleasure to have him around. Then one day he came to see me and to remind me that there are some jobs a camp director cannot evade or delegate. This began a three hour a adventure with Bob, a trash can, and an angry skunk. There’s not enough room to tell it all here. But we were pals after that. And when I lost a leg a few years later, Bob bright a crew that came without being asked and built a ramp so I could get in the front door before I came home from the hospital. That was Bob.
The last time is saw him, he was waving goodbye to me from the camp backhoe. It won’t be the same without him.
January 25, 2020
I met Bob when I added on the service bays at Forest Hill Auto. We became friends and I considered him a mentor. When ever I needed advise, I could call him and he would always help me. We enjoyed a glass of scotch from time to time and spoke about our lives. I will miss his spirit and advise, but the one thing I’ll always remember is to “ Use my resources”. Bob, you were a prince and I will miss you terribly.