REMO has passed

[bill81vette]

Robert L. Remelius, Townsend | Anderson Funeral Homes

He will be missed!!!!

 

[Toms007]

Wow, I knew that he'd not been well, but I wasn't expecting this............:ugh

RIP, Remo.

 

[catbert]

Remo was a truly unique and great guy. I met and hung around with he and Guy at CruiseFests, but got to know him well at our Carlisle marathons. He had a great intellect, quick wit, and could take and dish out all the trash talk that happens at Vette get-togethers. We had things in common, including wearing Army green clothes back in the day. My best wishes and prayers to his wife, son and great friend, Guy.


[FONT=&quot]Robert L. Remelius[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Townsend: Robert L. Remelius, 66, Old Turnpike Road, died Sunday, April 28, 2013 , at Life Care Center of Acton after a lengthy illness.

[/FONT][FONT=&quot][/FONT][FONT=&quot]Mr. Remelius was born in Newport, Rhode Island, August 5, 1946, a son of William Remelius and Gladys E. (Leonard) Remelius Wright and was a longtime Townsend resident.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]He leaves his wife Paula M. (Reeves) Remelius; a son, Brian Remelius of Morrieta, CA; his stepfather, Charles Wright of Rindge, NH and several nieces and nephews.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]He was predeceased by his brother, Mark Remelius of Colorado.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]For over thirty years Mr. Remelius worked for New England Business Service and late Deluxe Corporation in Townsend and Groton.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Mr. Remelius served his community in many elected and appointed capacities including Townsend Board of Selectmen, Finance Committee and Planning Board. He was also a member of the Townsend Business Association.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]He enjoyed driving his Corvette and going to movies.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Arrangements[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Funeral arrangements are interment are private. [/FONT]

 

[C6 CRZN]

Sorry to hear this, my prayers go out to the family.

 

[Toms007]

Has anyone heard from Guy? How is he doing? You're right Catbert, he was a unique individual. I was just thinking about his sense of humor after my last post and how he could lead you on, then laugh his arse off. Here he is with some of CAC's "finest".

From left: Guy, Blackdog, Bud (Yoda), Lou (Rowdy1), and Remo. That was a great time!

 

[navy2kcoupe]

Remo, I raise my glass to the original founding member of "The West Townsend Corvette Club",
and say "May you have clear skies ahead, may your journey be blessed and happy, and may
we all meet at a gathering when we get there." Say HI to Jane Ann too. Gonna miss you Remo!
Andy

 

[c4c5specialist]

OH NO!

We had heard that he was very ill and we all were pulling for him. I really missed him last year at Carlisle.

I always had alot of fun with him coming into my seminars and heckling me with Guy. But yet, we could sit down in the bar at Carlisle and BS for hours, just having a blast.

He will be missed for his insane love of Corvette, his ability to keep everything UNserious and fun and just putting a smile on peoples face. He was so very special and smiles always followed him, ESPECIALLY MINE.


I wish all the best for his grieving family and if there is anything we can do, do not hesitate to ask.

Sadly, Paul K

 

[GS Diva]

I've talked with Guy over the past several days, and he was going to post something about Remo's death after the funeral, etc. Guy and Remo were more than best friends...they were like brothers, and I know Guy is devastated, as we who knew Remo are, also. I know he is no longer in pain, and that's good. He will be so very missed by all who knew him.

Elaine

 

[Patrick]

Not REMO!!

This is awful news!

My friend Remo, gone? No, it can't be! No more kidding around with him about his daily regimen of winter meds, once his Corvette was garaged for the season. No more boasts about Quicksilver is the fastest color for Corvettes, and he was only only helping his Corvette's color out with that Lingenfelter upgrade.

One of the best Corvette folks I've met, always capable of making anyone smile, chuckle and generally not take themselves too seriously. He will indeed be missed.

First Jane Ann, now Remo. Everyone, we've lost too many good people this year. I want all of you to stop aging, right now!

-Patrick

 

[Guy]

My pal Remo was diagnosed with diabetes when he was ten. I didn't know until about a year ago.
The fact that he lived to 66 is a testament to how well he took care of himself. Diabetes is a
killer and Bob's downhill slide started over a year ago. Two weeks ago with his body shutting down, he had enough and chose hospice. His son Brian from San Diego spent the last two weeks by his bedside and was with Bob during his last conscious hrs last Friday before falling asleep forever. However, at Remo's request, Brian made 3 trips daily in Quicksilver to McDonalds. Remo needed his fixes of apple pies, LARGE diet Cokes and cookies up until the day he fell asleep. Remo, Paula, my wife Dawn and I had many great times together.

You are already missed, my brother.
Godspeed.

 

[Guy]

In a couple of weeks, Bob Williams (Nut) and I will drive and deliver Quicksilver to it's new home
in San Diego. One of Remo's last requests was to sign his Vette over to Brian.

Guy

 

[Mac]

Thank you for sharing that, Guy.

Rest in peace, Remo and I hope horsepower is plentyful and gas is cheap up there!

-Mac

 

[Red Vette]

Only met Remo and Guy once, at the CF in Colorado Springs. I enjoyed their daily update of their trip to Colorado, Guy And Remo's great adventure. Remo was extremely open to making friends with whomever he met, especially if you drove a vette. Not only have we lost Jane Ann and Remo, but my Corvette Club lost a member about 3 weeks ago; all have left us much too young, but blessed us by being our friends.

Barrett

 

[jrose7004]

I too met Remo in Colorado Springs and kept up with him here on the CAC. RIP Remo.

 

[Vanity Plate Bob]

Rest in peace Remo. Suffer no more. Blessing for the family.

 

[MM-C5]

I was doing some work at the church where I attend meetings this morning and was about to finish a break conversation with the Pastor, who had been away for the last month.

As we were wrapping up and I was about to leave her office, my cell rang. It was Six Shooter so I decided to take the call in the storage room where I had been working.

Dwayne was calling to let me know that Bob had made his Final Transition and that this link had been posted. To say I was stunned is no where near the overwhelming sense of loss I felt. Shooter and I had just had a long conversation about our hopes and prayers for Remo only a few days ago. Neither of us could talk long today.

I picked up my tools and started back to work when a feeling came over me that I could not have been in a warmer place to receive such terrible news.

I went back into Pastor Sallie’s office and told her the story of Remo, how I knew him, his wife Paula’s continuing Alzheimer’s journey, and his own falling dominoes from being a 24/7 caregiver for far longer than he should have.

I must be a good story teller because by the time I was finished, Sallie was laughing and crying as much as I was.

I asked her to pray for Bob, that if it be His will, our Higher Power would shorten Paula’s remaining journey. I also asked Sallie if she could throw in a good word or two for those of us sharing our pain at loosing a close friend.

There are several things I am grateful for today, but they are all outweighed by the compassion given by Sallie and the comfort of her prayer.

Sallie did not suggest this, but my guess is that Bob got the keys to a new Corvette convertible when he checked in at the Gates.

A few years ago when my father made his Final Transition as a result of Alzheimer’s, I posted The Train Ride. Not too long after watching my mother's last domino fall, from being his 24/7 caregiver, I posted it again.

Tonight, I feel compelled to post The Train Ride one more time. Not just as a tribute to my friend Remo and his wife Paula, but to those in this family who may be experiencing their own family ripple effects of this terrible disease.

Good by, Bob. Thank you for enriching my life.

Tom



THE TRAIN RIDE

Imagine that the experience of having Alzheimer's disease might be similar to a journey by train with an unknown destination:

I am going on a long journey by train. As I begin, the city skyscrapers and country landscape look familiar. As I continue my journey, the view reminds me of times gone by and I feel relaxed and comfortable. The other passengers on the train appear to be feeling the same way and I engage in pleasant conversation with them.

As the journey progresses, things begin to look different. The buildings have odd shapes and the trees don’t look quite the way I remember them. I know they are buildings and trees, but something about them is not quite right. Maybe I’m in a different country with different architecture and plant life. It feels a bit strange, even unnerving.

I decide to ask the other passengers about the strangeness. I feel, but more importantly, I notice they seem unperturbed. They are barely taking notice of the passing scenery. Maybe they have been here before. I ask some questions but nothing seems different to them. I wonder if my mind is playing tricks with me. I decide to act as if everything looks alright, but because it does not, I have to be on my guard. This places some tension on me, but I believe I can tolerate it for the remainder of the trip. I do, however find myself becoming so preoccupied with appearing all right, that my attention is diverted from the passing scenery.

After some time, I look out the window again and this time, I know that something is wrong! Everything looks strange and unfamiliar! There is no similarity to anything I can recall from the past. I must do something!

I talk to the other passengers about the strangeness I feel. They look dumfounded and when they answer and they talk in a new language. Why won’t they speak English? They just look at me knowingly and with sympathy.

I’ve got to get to the bottom of this, so I keep after them to tell me where the train is, and where it is going. The only answers I get are in their strange language and when I talk, my words seem strange, even to me.

Now I am truly frightened!

I had not bargained for this when I started! At this point, I figure that I have to get off this train and find my way home. I get up to leave and bid a pleasant good-bye. I don’t get very far though, as the other passengers stop me and take me back to my seat. It seems they want me to stay on the train whether I want to or not. I try to explain but they just talk in that strange language.

Outside the window, the scenery is getting even more frightening. Strange, inhuman-looking beings peer into the window at me. I decide to run for it!

The other passengers are not paying much attention to me, so I slip out of my seat and quietly walk toward the back of the car. There’s a door. It is difficult to push, but I must! It begins to open and I push harder. Maybe now I will get away!

Even though it looks pretty strange out there, I know I will never find my way home if I do not get off this train.

I am ready to jump, when hands suddenly appear from nowhere and grab me from behind. I try to get away. I try to fight them off, but I can feel them pulling me back... back onto the train. I hear the door shut! They take me back to my seat and I realize now that I will never get off this train... I will never get home!

How sad I feel. I did not say good-bye to my children, wife, or friends. As far as I know, they do not know where I am.

The passengers look worried. They force me to eat. It is difficult because I am too sad to be hungry.

I fervently wish that I had never started out on this journey, but I know I cannot go back.

I have no choice now.

I have to go along with the passengers because they seem to know where the journey will end.

Maybe they will get me there safely.




Dawson, P., Wells, D.L & Kline, K. (1993) Enhancing the Abilities of Persons with Alzheimer's and related Dementias. New York: Springer Publishing Co: pp xiv-xv

 

[JJS]

This is terrible news, and I'm very sorry to hear of Remo's passing.
My father was a diabetic and I know only too well the problems associated with that disease.

Remo and Guy went out of their way more than once to stop by and say hello to me up a the Budweiser show in NH as well as a couple of local shows - two great guys.
I heard he was sick but I didn't know how bad it was, or what he was suffering from, but as Diva already said, at least he's no longer suffering.

We've now lost two of the great people on this board the past couple of months.

Rest in peace Remo.

-JS

 

[Bob Chadwick]

To say I an floored would be an understatement. I hadn't seem him in a couple of years and didn't even know he had any health issues. I'll always remember him for his dry sense of humor and the many hours of his quick wit at Carlisle, the Cruisefests and his excursions down South as an honorary member of the Southern Contingent of the CAC. RIP Remo!

 

[B17Crew]

I am sad to learn of Remo’s passing. It was a blessing that his son was able to be there with him, that was probably a great comfort to him. My condolences to his loved one’s. I can recall the first time I corresponded with Remo many years ago about driving Corvette’s in the snow! I always got a chuckle when I would see him promoting the superior performance capabilities of Quick Silver Corvette’s compared to any other color Corvette.

May he rest in peace.
B17 Crew

 

[BigJimZ16]

​RIP Remo...