Robert Wade “Bob” Carswell Sr.

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Robert Wade “Bob” Carswell Sr.

Birth
Winston-Salem, Forsyth County, North Carolina, USA
Death
1 Jun 2011 (aged 79)
Roanoke, Roanoke City, Virginia, USA
Burial
Winston-Salem, Forsyth County, North Carolina, USA GPS-Latitude: 36.1711917, Longitude: -80.3163222
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My father

He was an amazing man. He had come back into my life about 17 years ago when my son was born, and he was as great a grandfather as he was a father.

He was loved by everyone and will be missed.



Robert Wade (Bob) Carswell Sr., 79, of Roanoke County, passed away early on Wednesday morning, June 1, 2011. Bob was the son of the late Robert T. Carswell and the late Mildred Y. Carswell. Bob was born in Winston Salem, N.C., in 1931. He graduated from Old Town High in Winston-Salem and Guilford College in Greensboro, N.C. Bob spent the majority of his working life in sales. He was an active member of the Elks Lodge 197 and the American Legion. He was also a lifelong Republican. Bob is survived by his wife of many years, Mary Deligh (Dee) Carswell; son, Robert W. Carswell Jr.; daughter, Julia Sweitzer, of Asheville, N.C.; three brothers, Richard Carswell, Guy Carswell, and Ronald Carswell; sister, Annette Jordan; stepson, William H. Kern III and wife, Mendy; stepdaughter, Mary Allen Morgan and husband, Bill; grandson, P.J. Sweitzer; and five stepgrandchildren, Daniel Morgan, Timothy Morgan, Stephen Morgan, William Henry Kern IV, Claire Marie Kern. Bob had many interests which included reading, history, Duke Blue Devils athletics, Atlanta Braves baseball, watching Fox News, crossword puzzles, playing bridge and meeting new people. His charm and outgoing personality endeared him to all who knew him. He was beloved husband to his wife, a superhero dad and best friend to his son. Memorial Services will be held at New Hope United Methodist Church in Winston-Salem, N.C., at a later date. The family will receive friends at Oakey's South Chapel from 2 to 4 p.m. on Saturday, June 4, 2011.


To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998


My father

He was an amazing man. He had come back into my life about 17 years ago when my son was born, and he was as great a grandfather as he was a father.

He was loved by everyone and will be missed.



Robert Wade (Bob) Carswell Sr., 79, of Roanoke County, passed away early on Wednesday morning, June 1, 2011. Bob was the son of the late Robert T. Carswell and the late Mildred Y. Carswell. Bob was born in Winston Salem, N.C., in 1931. He graduated from Old Town High in Winston-Salem and Guilford College in Greensboro, N.C. Bob spent the majority of his working life in sales. He was an active member of the Elks Lodge 197 and the American Legion. He was also a lifelong Republican. Bob is survived by his wife of many years, Mary Deligh (Dee) Carswell; son, Robert W. Carswell Jr.; daughter, Julia Sweitzer, of Asheville, N.C.; three brothers, Richard Carswell, Guy Carswell, and Ronald Carswell; sister, Annette Jordan; stepson, William H. Kern III and wife, Mendy; stepdaughter, Mary Allen Morgan and husband, Bill; grandson, P.J. Sweitzer; and five stepgrandchildren, Daniel Morgan, Timothy Morgan, Stephen Morgan, William Henry Kern IV, Claire Marie Kern. Bob had many interests which included reading, history, Duke Blue Devils athletics, Atlanta Braves baseball, watching Fox News, crossword puzzles, playing bridge and meeting new people. His charm and outgoing personality endeared him to all who knew him. He was beloved husband to his wife, a superhero dad and best friend to his son. Memorial Services will be held at New Hope United Methodist Church in Winston-Salem, N.C., at a later date. The family will receive friends at Oakey's South Chapel from 2 to 4 p.m. on Saturday, June 4, 2011.


To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998