- 62 years old
- Date of birth: Sep 10, 1952
- Date of passing: Jun 24, 2015
|Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain.|
When you awaken in the morning’s hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die.
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Grover Hobbs. He was father, grandfather, husband, son, brother, friend, sweet and loving man of Redondo Beach, CA. He is sadly missed by his cherished and loving family. We will remember him forever.
"Oh no! I just learned this! My wife and I were just customers of Grover, but unsurprisingly, Grover quickly became a warm friend. His generous heart and charming manner were just spectacular. We really lived too far from him to pencil out for him to serve us, but he came just to see us and talk with us, I think. We loved Grover. His integrity and warm friendship will be greatly missed! Our love and sympathy to his family and friends!"
"Grover was a great professional person.. I worked with him for a while and was always nice and lovely and sincere guy.. I miss you Grover and miss working with you.. and have lunch together...See you in Heaven buddy..."
"Grover was my cousin and one of the most loving person you will ever meet. He made you feel special whenever he was with you. He had an easy way about him & the most heart warming smile. His hugs were the very best! Whenever he came back to Louisville he always made time for us to get together. It breaks my heart that he is gone, but he will live in my heart forever. Love always Sharon & John Altieri"
"Sorry to hear of my cousin Grover's passing. This brings fond memories of family reunions at Grandma Hobbs' and Uncle Clarence's farms. I know Aunt Clara and Uncle Raymond will be so happy to see him. Rest in Peace."
"Waves of grief and sorrow will wash over all of us each day.
In the end, it’s not just his last day that is significant, but every day that he truly lived. Especially among those whose lives he touched. Our hearts are still filled with the resonance of him, his love, laughter, friendship and camaraderie. The celebration that he lived is not over, but continues in our hearts, actions and memories. We will miss him every day until our last day."
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