I love you Pa all of your sisters miss you so does me Ryan,Staci,Ma,and your brothers and sisters I glad your somewhere you really need to be.I was heartbroken when my mom came into Ryan’s room and said”Pa died”I thought she kidding but she wasn’t. I glad your in haven where you don’t fell pain.I am sad that your not coming to Ryan’s bar mitsez 😭😭😭

Miss you Dad! Thanks for always being there for Ryan, Lexi, and myself. I wouldn’t be where I am today if it weren’t for your love and support. We love you! Xoxo

When I tried to find a way to best describe Bob as a person to someone who hadn't had the joys of knowing him, what came out really felt like the best way I could sum up his character: "I always assumed that if we ever found out Santa Claus had actually been someone we knew in real life, it would have been him."

I can't remember or imagine him ever not smiling. His cheer and generosity were larger than life, he lit up any room he entered, and he gave excellently crushing hugs no matter how old you were.  Some of my favorite summer memories were the inevitable end of the season when he would start unloading those blank cardboard boxes full of ice cream bars onto the window ledge of his truck with "I've got" and "here have some more" until one of our parents had to tell him that was all we could fit in our freezer.  One of the first songs I learned on piano was because it was the one he played on his truck, and that and his voice were really the makings of the season. Even outside of the truck he always felt like the kind of person who should have had their own jingle when he came around. He was just the kind of person that music should follow. He was loving and exuberant and fun.

I'm over thirty now, and Bob is still the first person I think of whenever warm weather approaches. I think of Bob and I think of animated music and sunshine, not because of what he did but because of who he was. He was just that kind of person.

My memories of my formative summers are of Bob circling the block selling chocolate chip cookie sandwiches. As if by magic, without fail, he would appear at our annual pool party. It wasn't until I got older that what had been magic became more magical than magic. Bob was that kind of person who'd stop by the house and offer to help my dad with whichever car decided to stop working this time because he was in the neighborhood. He was the kind of person to briefly un-retire in order to take his ice cream truck to our pool party because he enjoyed the trip. And while he was much more than an ice cream truck in the summer, I came to understand he was a lot like my memories of those visits: dependable, joyous, and unforgettable. 

May those strangers on the other end of life love and cherish him too. My condolences.  

Bob was a wonderful & kind person. Mike , my children & I just loved him. He was a great & loyal friend. We will miss him always. The world has lost a terrific person.

bob was a great man and a good friend I know bob for about 22 years he always down at my house hanging out and playing with the kids this is a man that just loved being around kids he is going to be well missed thank you bob  sending love from the Williams and delrio family 

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Robert C. Kruger

April 10, 1943 – December 31, 2018

O.B. Davis Funeral Homes

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