Enter your email below for our complimentary daily grief messages. Bob always said that grandfathers are little boys, just in ancient bodies and he embodied that concept to its fullest.Bob’s love for his children came second only to the greatest love of his life, his best friend and wife of nearly 50 years, Carol (Sataline) Richardson.

Among his gifts to them were his love for yard sales, cycling, binoculars, black and white horror movies, The Three Stooges, Christmas, ham salad and the ocean. Obituaries Historian and biographer Robert Dale Richardson, III died June 16, 2020, age 86, on Cape Cod, from complications suffered after a fall. But most importantly, his love for life, utter silliness and laughter were the gifts he joyfully passed along to his kids and to all six of his grandsons - Matt, Nick, George, Henry, Milo and Felix.

But most importantly, his love for life, utter silliness and laughter were the gifts he joyfully passed along to his kids and to all six of his grandsons - Matt, Nick, George, Henry, Milo and Felix. Bob loved his mother fiercely and he so admired his big sister, Joanne (Tramontana), laughing at holiday parties and sending lottery tickets to each other every birthday until Joanne’s passing last year. Bob’s story began as it concluded, in his family home 74 brilliant years later on May 28, 2020 following a valiant fight against esophageal cancer.Born to Charles F. and Dorothy (Hurd) Richardson, Bobby’s childhood was never short on adventure or hard work.

Bob always said that grandfathers are little boys, just in ancient bodies and he embodied that concept to its fullest.Bob’s love for his children came second only to the greatest love of his life, his best friend and wife of nearly 50 years, Carol (Sataline) Richardson. Over the years, Bob held many titles and worked in several professions. Mr. Robert Richardson passed away on Thursday, May 28th, 2020 in Orleans, MA. Funeral arrangements are in the care of Wareham Village Funeral Home.To send flowers to the family or plant a tree in memory of Reverend Robert Alan Richardson, please visit our Service to be held at a later date to be announced. © 2020 Wareham Village Funeral Home & Cremation Services. Bob Richardson’s happy place had no fixed spot on a map and could not be located on Google Earth because his happiest place was simply anywhere that Carol was.

The Rev. He grew up running along the flats of Rock Harbor and Skaket Beach, building sand castles and fishing as much as possible. On January 27, 1946, Robert A. Richardson made …

He smiled in his sleep until his last moments.

Their boundless love was one founded on a friendship and respect envied by most. He took great comfort before his passing in knowing that all four of his children had found equal happiness in their marriages to Tom (Pammy), Hattie (Seth), Kevin (Katie) and Meredith (Peter).Though this great man went by several names - Robert, Bob, Bobby, Reverend Richardson, Pastor Bob, The Egg Man, son, son-in-law, brother, uncle, husband, Dad, Grampa, Poppi - his family and friends know that he has found his reserved spot in heaven next to his mother, sister, father-in-law and multitude others who have been waiting to welcome him.
So powerful was the storm that the midwife barely made it to the house in time to welcome this extraordinary spirit into the world.

His room was filled with love and laughter, albeit often through tears. The bond that he shared with his big brother Wayne was one for the story books: countless hours were spent working on the family fishing boat, (Conquest), running through the (then undeveloped) fields of Orleans, camping on hunting trips in Maine, and getting into just enough trouble to keep their parents on their toes, both with a mischievous twinkle in their bright blue eyes.

He loved truly and was so truly loved.Memorial gifts may be made: Massachusetts General Hospital Cancer Center fund 234806 gastric/esophageal cancer research. Years of working for the family businesses in commercial fishing and licensed plumbing were peppered with tenures as a high school history teacher, a registered nurse, a solar panel installer, a world record setting cross country bicyclist, and finally, as a minister for the United Church of Christ - his true calling. His room was filled with love and laughter, albeit often through tears. He loved and admired each of his children immeasurably and shared unique and priceless bonds with all four. Bob had an uncanny ability to find silver linings through all kinds of weather, even through a stage four cancer diagnosis and a pandemic. He was born in Orleans, Massachusetts during a giant blizzard.

He embraced every moment he spent with Carol and looked upon darker times (“his & her” hip replacements, quadruple bypass surgery, foot surgery, chemotherapy, radiation and quarantine) as an opportunity to simply “be” together, just them.