Robert "Bob" C. Dumas, age 75, of Plattsburgh, New York, passed away on June 7, 2022 at home with his family by his side.
In lieu of a traditional obituary, the family would like to share their remembrances of Bob's life. His was a life well-lived, full of everything that meant something to Bob: family, friends, laughs, good times, good food and drinks, and love.
He started out as a quiet and shy young man until he met, and eventually married, his high school sweetheart and love of his life, Terri Wells, in 1968. Shortly thereafter they welcomed a daughter, Deanna and five years later, a son, Collette. While Bob worked both a day job with the State of New York and several other side jobs at nights and on weekends, they didn't define who he was.
In the earlier years with his young family, he loved camping during the summers at Fish Creek Pond and AuSable Point, and their annual trips in December to Santa's Workshop in Wilmington, NY. He enjoyed duck, goose and deer hunting, and fishing, early on with his brother George, and in later years with his son Collette. His escapades with rabbit hunting however were short-lived when one particular year he "rescued" baby rabbits from a hollow log during a wood splitting weekend in the backyard. When he became their surrogate bunny mother, all rabbit hunting was off. He loved holidays with his family and appreciated good, homecooked food and was typically the last one at the table savoring every bite. He was quite the cook himself, never by recipe, always by trial and error, although usually there was very little error. He was exceptional at cooking meat, game and fish, with heavy doses of wine and butter added keeping true to his French roots. To say that Bob enjoyed time spent with family and friends is an understatement. He loved the years when his son played youth hockey, where many friendships were cultivated. He particularly enjoyed working the door in the penalty box at home games as that ensured he would be spending LOTS of time with his son. He loved jokes and pranks and making people laugh. His neighbor and best friend, Fuzzy Fesette, was a regular recipient of his pranks and we're pretty sure the tennis balls tied to a rope on the axle of Fuzzy's truck are still talked and laughed about to this day.
Bob was extraordinarily generous. He was always giving, both of his time and his money. At a restaurant, he was quick to corner the server to quietly slip them a credit card to cover the cost of the meal before the bill came. Despite never having had any formal training, he was extremely talented with masonry and carpentry, and he was very artistic, although he always brushed aside any accolades. He had a beautiful, mellow singing voice not often heard outside of the family. "Betting on the ponies" (as he would call it), he was an Off-Track-Betting regular, and family and friends were always regaled with his tales of being one horse off from winning a big pay day.
When Bob retired early from the New York State Department of Labor, he quite literally jumped out the office window and his next adventures began. He and Terri were able to spend time in Florida, initially 6 weeks a year, but eventually stretching that out to 3-4 months a year once Terri retired. Bob loved his time in both Melbourne Beach and Daytona Beach meeting new friends and socializing. He loved fishing, going to the dog track, and sitting on the ocean-facing balcony watching the waves and seeing how many cars would get stuck in the sand. Melbourne Beach is also where the infamous annual calendar pictures began when Bob and Fuzzy would memorialize their "man skills" in various forms of dress (or lack thereof). It began with one postcard to a handful of friends and each year the number of recipients asking to be added to the postcard list grew exponentially. If you didn't happen to be a benefactor of a postcard, they are currently well documented and preserved at St. Armand's Service station on Route 9 North, where Bob loved to have the occasional beer (or two) with the Deyo family.
He loved golfing, scuba diving, going to good restaurants, listening to live music, attending musicals and playing poker with the guys. Bob and Terri spent many years making and bottling their own wine and loved throwing dinner parties for friends. He was truly the life the of the party.
Sadly, as the years went on, Bob's personality began to change, although subtly at first, the progression was unstoppable. He kept things hidden as best as he could until he no longer was able. The diagnosis of a form of Aphasia would provide the answer to his symptoms, however it was an irreversible and devastating prognosis to the man and personality that his friends and family knew and loved. He was robbed of his ability to communicate, to understand and process information. Simple things that he loved, such as watching a good movie, were no longer possible for him as the words no longer made sense. The effervescent, kind, loving, funny, personable Bob was slowly replaced by a quiet, reclusive shell of his former self. While we don't wish to dwell on his last several difficult years, we would like to thank those of his friends who were able to look past the loss of the characteristics that made him "Bob" and who continued to extend their love and kindness to him despite him no longer being himself.
Bob will be missed beyond measure by the love of his life and wife of 53 years, Terri, his daughter and son-in-law Deanna and Paul Lazar of Valencia, California, his son and daughter-in-law Collette and Kelly Dumas of Skaneateles, New York, Wade Brooks of Plattsburgh who he considered his second son, his brother and sister-in-law George and Diane Dumas of Titusville, Florida, his mother-in-law Joyce Wells of Plattsburgh, his brother-in-law Robert Bouvia of Plattsburgh, his sister-in-law and brother-in-law Robin and Rick Brunelle of West Chazy, his sister-in-law Carla Wells of Plattsburgh, his pride and joy grandsons Jacob Lazar, Jameson Dumas, and Lachlan Dumas who adored "Grandpa" more than words can express, and several nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his parents, Bernard "Collette" Dumas and Margaret Dumas, his father-in-law Hubert Wells, his brother-in-law Hubert "Hubie" Wells, Jr., and his sister-in-law, Mary Bouvia. He was very much looking forward to being reunited with all of them.
Bob's family wishes to thank Dr. Richard Webber and his office for their tireless efforts in caring for Bob and doing everything possible to help him during his difficult times.
At Bob's request, there will be no calling hours or services.
Online condolences may be offered at www.brownfuneralhomeinc.com.
Donations in Bob's memory may be made to Hospice of the North Country, 358 Tom Miller Road, Plattsburgh, NY 12901.
In honor of Bob, for all who knew him, please raise a glass in a toast to Bob and take a moment to remember a fun time with him. We're sure there are many.
In lieu of a traditional obituary, the family would like to share their remembrances of Bob's life. His was a life well-lived, full of everything that meant something to Bob: family, friends, laughs, good times, good food and drinks, and love.
He started out as a quiet and shy young man until he met, and eventually married, his high school sweetheart and love of his life, Terri Wells, in 1968. Shortly thereafter they welcomed a daughter, Deanna and five years later, a son, Collette. While Bob worked both a day job with the State of New York and several other side jobs at nights and on weekends, they didn't define who he was.
In the earlier years with his young family, he loved camping during the summers at Fish Creek Pond and AuSable Point, and their annual trips in December to Santa's Workshop in Wilmington, NY. He enjoyed duck, goose and deer hunting, and fishing, early on with his brother George, and in later years with his son Collette. His escapades with rabbit hunting however were short-lived when one particular year he "rescued" baby rabbits from a hollow log during a wood splitting weekend in the backyard. When he became their surrogate bunny mother, all rabbit hunting was off. He loved holidays with his family and appreciated good, homecooked food and was typically the last one at the table savoring every bite. He was quite the cook himself, never by recipe, always by trial and error, although usually there was very little error. He was exceptional at cooking meat, game and fish, with heavy doses of wine and butter added keeping true to his French roots. To say that Bob enjoyed time spent with family and friends is an understatement. He loved the years when his son played youth hockey, where many friendships were cultivated. He particularly enjoyed working the door in the penalty box at home games as that ensured he would be spending LOTS of time with his son. He loved jokes and pranks and making people laugh. His neighbor and best friend, Fuzzy Fesette, was a regular recipient of his pranks and we're pretty sure the tennis balls tied to a rope on the axle of Fuzzy's truck are still talked and laughed about to this day.
Bob was extraordinarily generous. He was always giving, both of his time and his money. At a restaurant, he was quick to corner the server to quietly slip them a credit card to cover the cost of the meal before the bill came. Despite never having had any formal training, he was extremely talented with masonry and carpentry, and he was very artistic, although he always brushed aside any accolades. He had a beautiful, mellow singing voice not often heard outside of the family. "Betting on the ponies" (as he would call it), he was an Off-Track-Betting regular, and family and friends were always regaled with his tales of being one horse off from winning a big pay day.
When Bob retired early from the New York State Department of Labor, he quite literally jumped out the office window and his next adventures began. He and Terri were able to spend time in Florida, initially 6 weeks a year, but eventually stretching that out to 3-4 months a year once Terri retired. Bob loved his time in both Melbourne Beach and Daytona Beach meeting new friends and socializing. He loved fishing, going to the dog track, and sitting on the ocean-facing balcony watching the waves and seeing how many cars would get stuck in the sand. Melbourne Beach is also where the infamous annual calendar pictures began when Bob and Fuzzy would memorialize their "man skills" in various forms of dress (or lack thereof). It began with one postcard to a handful of friends and each year the number of recipients asking to be added to the postcard list grew exponentially. If you didn't happen to be a benefactor of a postcard, they are currently well documented and preserved at St. Armand's Service station on Route 9 North, where Bob loved to have the occasional beer (or two) with the Deyo family.
He loved golfing, scuba diving, going to good restaurants, listening to live music, attending musicals and playing poker with the guys. Bob and Terri spent many years making and bottling their own wine and loved throwing dinner parties for friends. He was truly the life the of the party.
Sadly, as the years went on, Bob's personality began to change, although subtly at first, the progression was unstoppable. He kept things hidden as best as he could until he no longer was able. The diagnosis of a form of Aphasia would provide the answer to his symptoms, however it was an irreversible and devastating prognosis to the man and personality that his friends and family knew and loved. He was robbed of his ability to communicate, to understand and process information. Simple things that he loved, such as watching a good movie, were no longer possible for him as the words no longer made sense. The effervescent, kind, loving, funny, personable Bob was slowly replaced by a quiet, reclusive shell of his former self. While we don't wish to dwell on his last several difficult years, we would like to thank those of his friends who were able to look past the loss of the characteristics that made him "Bob" and who continued to extend their love and kindness to him despite him no longer being himself.
Bob will be missed beyond measure by the love of his life and wife of 53 years, Terri, his daughter and son-in-law Deanna and Paul Lazar of Valencia, California, his son and daughter-in-law Collette and Kelly Dumas of Skaneateles, New York, Wade Brooks of Plattsburgh who he considered his second son, his brother and sister-in-law George and Diane Dumas of Titusville, Florida, his mother-in-law Joyce Wells of Plattsburgh, his brother-in-law Robert Bouvia of Plattsburgh, his sister-in-law and brother-in-law Robin and Rick Brunelle of West Chazy, his sister-in-law Carla Wells of Plattsburgh, his pride and joy grandsons Jacob Lazar, Jameson Dumas, and Lachlan Dumas who adored "Grandpa" more than words can express, and several nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his parents, Bernard "Collette" Dumas and Margaret Dumas, his father-in-law Hubert Wells, his brother-in-law Hubert "Hubie" Wells, Jr., and his sister-in-law, Mary Bouvia. He was very much looking forward to being reunited with all of them.
Bob's family wishes to thank Dr. Richard Webber and his office for their tireless efforts in caring for Bob and doing everything possible to help him during his difficult times.
At Bob's request, there will be no calling hours or services.
Online condolences may be offered at www.brownfuneralhomeinc.com.
Donations in Bob's memory may be made to Hospice of the North Country, 358 Tom Miller Road, Plattsburgh, NY 12901.
In honor of Bob, for all who knew him, please raise a glass in a toast to Bob and take a moment to remember a fun time with him. We're sure there are many.
Robert "Bob" C. Dumas, age 75, of Plattsburgh, New York, passed away on June 7, 2022 at home with his family by his side.
In lieu of a traditional obituary, the family would like to share their remembrances of Bob's life. His was a life well-lived, full of everything that meant something to Bob: family, friends, laughs, good times, good food and drinks, and love.
He started out as a quiet and shy young man until he met, and eventually married, his high school sweetheart and love of his life, Terri Wells, in 1968. Shortly thereafter they welcomed a daughter, Deanna and five years later, a son, Collette. While Bob worked both a day job with the State of New York and several other side jobs at nights and on weekends, they didn't define who he was.
In the earlier years with his young family, he loved camping during the summers at Fish Creek Pond and AuSable Point, and their annual trips in December to Santa's Workshop in Wilmington, NY. He enjoyed duck, goose and deer hunting, and fishing, early on with his brother George, and in later years with his son Collette. His escapades with rabbit hunting however were short-lived when one particular year he "rescued" baby rabbits from a hollow log during a wood splitting weekend in the backyard. When he became their surrogate bunny mother, all rabbit hunting was off. He loved holidays with his family and appreciated good, homecooked food and was typically the last one at the table savoring every bite. He was quite the cook himself, never by recipe, always by trial and error, although usually there was very little error. He was exceptional at cooking meat, game and fish, with heavy doses of wine and butter added keeping true to his French roots. To say that Bob enjoyed time spent with family and friends is an understatement. He loved the years when his son played youth hockey, where many friendships were cultivated. He particularly enjoyed working the door in the penalty box at home games as that ensured he would be spending LOTS of time with his son. He loved jokes and pranks and making people laugh. His neighbor and best friend, Fuzzy Fesette, was a regular recipient of his pranks and we're pretty sure the tennis balls tied to a rope on the axle of Fuzzy's truck are still talked and laughed about to this day.
Bob was extraordinarily generous. He was always giving, both of his time and his money. At a restaurant, he was quick to corner the server to quietly slip them a credit card to cover the cost of the meal before the bill came. Despite never having had any formal training, he was extremely talented with masonry and carpentry, and he was very artistic, although he always brushed aside any accolades. He had a beautiful, mellow singing voice not often heard outside of the family. "Betting on the ponies" (as he would call it), he was an Off-Track-Betting regular, and family and friends were always regaled with his tales of being one horse off from winning a big pay day.
When Bob retired early from the New York State Department of Labor, he quite literally jumped out the office window and his next adventures began. He and Terri were able to spend time in Florida, initially 6 weeks a year, but eventually stretching that out to 3-4 months a year once Terri retired. Bob loved his time in both Melbourne Beach and Daytona Beach meeting new friends and socializing. He loved fishing, going to the dog track, and sitting on the ocean-facing balcony watching the waves and seeing how many cars would get stuck in the sand. Melbourne Beach is also where the infamous annual calendar pictures began when Bob and Fuzzy would memorialize their "man skills" in various forms of dress (or lack thereof). It began with one postcard to a handful of friends and each year the number of recipients asking to be added to the postcard list grew exponentially. If you didn't happen to be a benefactor of a postcard, they are currently well documented and preserved at St. Armand's Service station on Route 9 North, where Bob loved to have the occasional beer (or two) with the Deyo family.
He loved golfing, scuba diving, going to good restaurants, listening to live music, attending musicals and playing poker with the guys. Bob and Terri spent many years making and bottling their own wine and loved throwing dinner parties for friends. He was truly the life the of the party.
Sadly, as the years went on, Bob's personality began to change, although subtly at first, the progression was unstoppable. He kept things hidden as best as he could until he no longer was able. The diagnosis of a form of Aphasia would provide the answer to his symptoms, however it was an irreversible and devastating prognosis to the man and personality that his friends and family knew and loved. He was robbed of his ability to communicate, to understand and process information. Simple things that he loved, such as watching a good movie, were no longer possible for him as the words no longer made sense. The effervescent, kind, loving, funny, personable Bob was slowly replaced by a quiet, reclusive shell of his former self. While we don't wish to dwell on his last several difficult years, we would like to thank those of his friends who were able to look past the loss of the characteristics that made him "Bob" and who continued to extend their love and kindness to him despite him no longer being himself.
Bob will be missed beyond measure by the love of his life and wife of 53 years, Terri, his daughter and son-in-law Deanna and Paul Lazar of Valencia, California, his son and daughter-in-law Collette and Kelly Dumas of Skaneateles, New York, Wade Brooks of Plattsburgh who he considered his second son, his brother and sister-in-law George and Diane Dumas of Titusville, Florida, his mother-in-law Joyce Wells of Plattsburgh, his brother-in-law Robert Bouvia of Plattsburgh, his sister-in-law and brother-in-law Robin and Rick Brunelle of West Chazy, his sister-in-law Carla Wells of Plattsburgh, his pride and joy grandsons Jacob Lazar, Jameson Dumas, and Lachlan Dumas who adored "Grandpa" more than words can express, and several nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his parents, Bernard "Collette" Dumas and Margaret Dumas, his father-in-law Hubert Wells, his brother-in-law Hubert "Hubie" Wells, Jr., and his sister-in-law, Mary Bouvia. He was very much looking forward to being reunited with all of them.
Bob's family wishes to thank Dr. Richard Webber and his office for their tireless efforts in caring for Bob and doing everything possible to help him during his difficult times.
At Bob's request, there will be no calling hours or services.
Online condolences may be offered at www.brownfuneralhomeinc.com.
Donations in Bob's memory may be made to Hospice of the North Country, 358 Tom Miller Road, Plattsburgh, NY 12901.
In honor of Bob, for all who knew him, please raise a glass in a toast to Bob and take a moment to remember a fun time with him. We're sure there are many.
In lieu of a traditional obituary, the family would like to share their remembrances of Bob's life. His was a life well-lived, full of everything that meant something to Bob: family, friends, laughs, good times, good food and drinks, and love.
He started out as a quiet and shy young man until he met, and eventually married, his high school sweetheart and love of his life, Terri Wells, in 1968. Shortly thereafter they welcomed a daughter, Deanna and five years later, a son, Collette. While Bob worked both a day job with the State of New York and several other side jobs at nights and on weekends, they didn't define who he was.
In the earlier years with his young family, he loved camping during the summers at Fish Creek Pond and AuSable Point, and their annual trips in December to Santa's Workshop in Wilmington, NY. He enjoyed duck, goose and deer hunting, and fishing, early on with his brother George, and in later years with his son Collette. His escapades with rabbit hunting however were short-lived when one particular year he "rescued" baby rabbits from a hollow log during a wood splitting weekend in the backyard. When he became their surrogate bunny mother, all rabbit hunting was off. He loved holidays with his family and appreciated good, homecooked food and was typically the last one at the table savoring every bite. He was quite the cook himself, never by recipe, always by trial and error, although usually there was very little error. He was exceptional at cooking meat, game and fish, with heavy doses of wine and butter added keeping true to his French roots. To say that Bob enjoyed time spent with family and friends is an understatement. He loved the years when his son played youth hockey, where many friendships were cultivated. He particularly enjoyed working the door in the penalty box at home games as that ensured he would be spending LOTS of time with his son. He loved jokes and pranks and making people laugh. His neighbor and best friend, Fuzzy Fesette, was a regular recipient of his pranks and we're pretty sure the tennis balls tied to a rope on the axle of Fuzzy's truck are still talked and laughed about to this day.
Bob was extraordinarily generous. He was always giving, both of his time and his money. At a restaurant, he was quick to corner the server to quietly slip them a credit card to cover the cost of the meal before the bill came. Despite never having had any formal training, he was extremely talented with masonry and carpentry, and he was very artistic, although he always brushed aside any accolades. He had a beautiful, mellow singing voice not often heard outside of the family. "Betting on the ponies" (as he would call it), he was an Off-Track-Betting regular, and family and friends were always regaled with his tales of being one horse off from winning a big pay day.
When Bob retired early from the New York State Department of Labor, he quite literally jumped out the office window and his next adventures began. He and Terri were able to spend time in Florida, initially 6 weeks a year, but eventually stretching that out to 3-4 months a year once Terri retired. Bob loved his time in both Melbourne Beach and Daytona Beach meeting new friends and socializing. He loved fishing, going to the dog track, and sitting on the ocean-facing balcony watching the waves and seeing how many cars would get stuck in the sand. Melbourne Beach is also where the infamous annual calendar pictures began when Bob and Fuzzy would memorialize their "man skills" in various forms of dress (or lack thereof). It began with one postcard to a handful of friends and each year the number of recipients asking to be added to the postcard list grew exponentially. If you didn't happen to be a benefactor of a postcard, they are currently well documented and preserved at St. Armand's Service station on Route 9 North, where Bob loved to have the occasional beer (or two) with the Deyo family.
He loved golfing, scuba diving, going to good restaurants, listening to live music, attending musicals and playing poker with the guys. Bob and Terri spent many years making and bottling their own wine and loved throwing dinner parties for friends. He was truly the life the of the party.
Sadly, as the years went on, Bob's personality began to change, although subtly at first, the progression was unstoppable. He kept things hidden as best as he could until he no longer was able. The diagnosis of a form of Aphasia would provide the answer to his symptoms, however it was an irreversible and devastating prognosis to the man and personality that his friends and family knew and loved. He was robbed of his ability to communicate, to understand and process information. Simple things that he loved, such as watching a good movie, were no longer possible for him as the words no longer made sense. The effervescent, kind, loving, funny, personable Bob was slowly replaced by a quiet, reclusive shell of his former self. While we don't wish to dwell on his last several difficult years, we would like to thank those of his friends who were able to look past the loss of the characteristics that made him "Bob" and who continued to extend their love and kindness to him despite him no longer being himself.
Bob will be missed beyond measure by the love of his life and wife of 53 years, Terri, his daughter and son-in-law Deanna and Paul Lazar of Valencia, California, his son and daughter-in-law Collette and Kelly Dumas of Skaneateles, New York, Wade Brooks of Plattsburgh who he considered his second son, his brother and sister-in-law George and Diane Dumas of Titusville, Florida, his mother-in-law Joyce Wells of Plattsburgh, his brother-in-law Robert Bouvia of Plattsburgh, his sister-in-law and brother-in-law Robin and Rick Brunelle of West Chazy, his sister-in-law Carla Wells of Plattsburgh, his pride and joy grandsons Jacob Lazar, Jameson Dumas, and Lachlan Dumas who adored "Grandpa" more than words can express, and several nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his parents, Bernard "Collette" Dumas and Margaret Dumas, his father-in-law Hubert Wells, his brother-in-law Hubert "Hubie" Wells, Jr., and his sister-in-law, Mary Bouvia. He was very much looking forward to being reunited with all of them.
Bob's family wishes to thank Dr. Richard Webber and his office for their tireless efforts in caring for Bob and doing everything possible to help him during his difficult times.
At Bob's request, there will be no calling hours or services.
Online condolences may be offered at www.brownfuneralhomeinc.com.
Donations in Bob's memory may be made to Hospice of the North Country, 358 Tom Miller Road, Plattsburgh, NY 12901.
In honor of Bob, for all who knew him, please raise a glass in a toast to Bob and take a moment to remember a fun time with him. We're sure there are many.
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