ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Bob Morabito, aged 69 years old, who was born on August 4, 1951 and passed away on December 27, 2020. 

Bob was affectionately known as "B-Boy" or "Beebs" and grew up in the Bronx which will forever be his home. He spent his childhood playing stickball on the block, playing and coaching baseball, and playing in a number of bands.  Bob graduated from Cardinal Spellman High School in 1969 and shortly after joined the US Army and served in the Vietnam War. He was honorably discharged after obtaining a number of commendations including the National Defense Service Medal, Vietnam Service Medal, and the Vietnam Campaign Medal.  He then attended classes on the GI Bill at The Juilliard School in New York City.  

After college, Bob worked in the medical field.  He was a Pharmacy Technician at Montefiore Hospital in New York in the 1970s. He attended a Local 1199 training program to be a Radiation Therapy Technician and went to work at Vassar Brothers Medical Center after graduation.  He worked at Vassar from 1980 to the early 1990s.  

His passion in life was his music and he composed a number of pieces, many of which can be found on Soundcloud under his name Bob Morabito (https://soundcloud.com/bob-morabito).  Bob wrote contemporary, atonal music. His most recent piece was "The Din and Rabble of Political Chicanery" which he wrote amidst our turbulent political times. He hoped someday for a symphony to perform some of his work. He was also very active online in music and political forums.  

He lived in Highland, NY for the past 20 years. 

He is survived by his oldest son and daughter-in-law, Robert and Liz Morabito, of Pleasantville, NY; his younger son and daughter-in-law, Mark and Reesa Morabito of Framingham, MA; 5 grandchildren, Anthony and Daniella Morabito of Pleasantville, NY and Lucy, Cole, and Miles Morabito of Framingham, MA; his brother and sister-in-law Anthony and Susan Morabito; nieces Susan and Chrissy Morabito and their families; and his best friend since age 5, Albert Attianese.  

Bob was a fighter above all and faced and beat many health challenges in his life. He will always be remembered in our hearts and through his music.
Posted by Chris Crawley on January 5, 2021
I knew Bob only as a fellow-member of a music-notation forum, and from occasional e-mails. He was a composer, like me, and unfailingly kind and helpful. I realised he had had serious health problems and the news of his death was hardly surprising, but a dreadful shock nonetheless. He will be missed by many, I'm sure. R.I.P.
Posted by Karen de matteo on January 4, 2021
Childhood friends are forever. You never forget them. Robert was my first boyfriend - you never really forget your first boyfriend do you? He used to write me poems and leave them under the garbage pail. It’s funny the things you remember. We all have many great memories from that time on Cambreleng Ave and when you lose someone they all come flooding back. Robert or B-Boy as everyone called him is part of all those memories. He was a very serious person - loved deeply - lived intensely - a beautiful musician. His music speaks to many. Rest In Peace. Love you my friend. Xoxo
Posted by Cecília Melo on January 3, 2021
Your MUSIC will live forever, and YOU trough it.
Now you can hear the music of the stars.
See you soon, my friend.
Posted by James Erber on January 3, 2021
I knew Bob through Facebook. I always enjoyed hearing his music, and he was also very supportive of my work. I wish I could have met him in person. I would have loved to speak with him about music and to have heard his stories about his early life in the Bronx. My deepest condolences to his family and friends. RIP Bob.
Posted by Geraldine Sausto on January 1, 2021
This tribute is for Beebs, my very good friend. We understood each other as only childhood friends could. We shared memories, our happiness and our sorrows. I will miss him, but I know that he’s in a better place. We will meet again, my friend.

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Posted by Chris Crawley on January 5, 2021
I knew Bob only as a fellow-member of a music-notation forum, and from occasional e-mails. He was a composer, like me, and unfailingly kind and helpful. I realised he had had serious health problems and the news of his death was hardly surprising, but a dreadful shock nonetheless. He will be missed by many, I'm sure. R.I.P.
Posted by Karen de matteo on January 4, 2021
Childhood friends are forever. You never forget them. Robert was my first boyfriend - you never really forget your first boyfriend do you? He used to write me poems and leave them under the garbage pail. It’s funny the things you remember. We all have many great memories from that time on Cambreleng Ave and when you lose someone they all come flooding back. Robert or B-Boy as everyone called him is part of all those memories. He was a very serious person - loved deeply - lived intensely - a beautiful musician. His music speaks to many. Rest In Peace. Love you my friend. Xoxo
Posted by Cecília Melo on January 3, 2021
Your MUSIC will live forever, and YOU trough it.
Now you can hear the music of the stars.
See you soon, my friend.
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Shared by Karen de matteo on January 4, 2021
Childhood friends are forever. You never forget them. Robert was my first boyfriend - you never really forget your first boyfriend do you? He used to write me poems and leave them under the garbage pail. It’s funny the things you remember. We all have many great memories from that time on Cambreleng Ave and when you lose someone they all come flooding back. Robert or B-Boy as everyone called him is part of all those memories. He was a very serious person - loved deeply - lived intensely - a beautiful musician. His music speaks to many. Rest In Peace. Love you my friend. Xoxo

My childhood friend.

Shared by Geraldine Sausto on January 1, 2021
Beeb and I grew up next door to each other in the Bronx. We went all through grammar school together. He and his best friend, Albert Attianese, were my childhood friends. They were also the bane of my existence. They loved to torment the girls on the block and were very good at it.
  Needless to say, we eventually grew up, kind of made peace and became friends. Beebs and his band, the Little Guys, played at mine and my sister’s sweet sixteen party. He even stepped up and offered to take me to my senior prom when my husband, then boyfriend, was in the military and wasn’t able to.
  Although we lost touch over the years, as friendships often do, we reconnected 7 or 8 years ago, and we went back to our bantering as if time never passed.  Throughout his illnesses, Beebs was always able to make me laugh with his snarky remarks.
  Bboy, at times, could be stubborn and pigheaded but he was also sensitive and kind. He had a generous nature and was loyal to a fault. I will miss him dearly