Bob was a very special man. He was a big part of my life from the time we met in January, 2006, and after I retired in 2009 we were together constantly. We had many good times at the Krazy Kat, especially when he was cajoled into singing "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown." He enjoyed spending time with my daughter & son-in-law, and we both enjoyed dinners with Dotty. Bob loved dogs and "we" adopted Lenny, who adored him as much as Bob adored him. His indomitable spirit over the last 5 years after he became disabled was remarkable. I loved him dearly and miss him terribly. Our time together was far too short!! Rest well, Bob, and fly with the angels!!!

We feel so blessed to have known Bob. We loved spending time with my mom Natalie and him and are so grateful that they found each other. We loved hearing his stories. One story stands out as typical Bob - he changed the direction of a little creek very slowly one shovelful of dirt at a time. That was Bob - determined, patient and sure anything is possible. He was one in a million and will never be forgotten. Condolences to all who loved him. Dan and Gail Zierten

I found Bob to be a very witty, funny man. He also was very intelligent man with a little bit of an edge,in a good sense. After Bob spent 29 years at USPS he would kid that nothing could ever make him sick. Because he had handled so many pieces of mail that he had built up an immunity to everything. He really was entertaining. Bob was areally good guy with a big heart. He will be missed. The world is a bit lonlier today without him

Dad in action at Simco www.youtube.com/watch?v=5924_YeROXY

"Natalie and Dad would spend a great deal of time going out to eat, shopping, and spending time with her dogs. There were times when I met them for dinner and we would fill each other in on what was going on. I remember meeting them some time before Halloween and they were both talking about who they wanted to dress up as for the occasion. Natalie said they would be Laugh-In characters- She would be Ruth Buzzi's character, Gladys Ormphby and Dad would be Arte Johnson's German soldier, who peers through the palm tree and says, "Veddy interesting". This always made the two of them laugh. It was nice seeing Dad laugh. Dad would always tell me how Natalie would make him push the cart while in Walmart to exercise his legs. He would always look to see what was in the discount section with hopes of finding a good bargain. Dad was always interested in the new and innovative. He had purchased a zero exposure water pitcher because it said it took all of the impurities out of the water. For months, Steve and I would have to take a glass of water from the pitcher so Dad could put his tester in to show us there were no impurities. He had purchased a Germguardian UV light for his apartment and for months he would tell Steve and I that it killed every germ in the place. He was so fixated on it that Natalie bought him a UV hand wand so he could inspect the silverware when they went out to dinner. LOL These were special moments that Steve and I shared with Dad until the end. When we took him out to lunch, we would talk about everything- Life, Death, Thing's we've done, things regarding the family, politics, and shows that we've seen. My relationship with my Dad was more than just being a daughter. I was my Dad's friend. It is sad to see Dad gone but I know deep in my heart, he is at peace. What Dad would want from all of us is to live well, love much, and laugh often. Love you Dad

" Who was Bob Jenkins? " Dad wore many hats in his life-He was a serviceman, a husband, a father, a grandfather, a friend, a baseball coach, a mailman, an Irishman, a visionary, and even Dick Tracy to those who he shared that with. As a father, Dad tried to give what he could to make our lives enjoyable. He built us a pool so that we could enjoy our summers. He built us a dollhouse so that we had some place to play. He gave us swing sets and provided us with the most stunning fireworks display that any child could ask for on the Fourth of July. He coached Bobby's baseball team. I remember him hanging a baseball from our weeping willow tree in the backyard so Bobby could practice his swing. I remember running bases while he and Bobby practiced catch. Bobby's bike became the talk of the town because Dad decided to put a steering wheel on it in lieu of handlebars. He was there for Carol whenever her car needed repair. He gave her the opportunity to go to charm school and join the Girl Scouts. He went to my plays and watched me at my spelling bee. Dad was a man who always kept busy. When he wasn't working, he was always thinking of new projects to do around the house. He had his own cement mixer so he would pave the backyard so we had a nice patio. He even let us put our hand-prints in the wet cement so we could have a memory of our childhood. He was always a man who looked outside the box. He would make lamps out of bowling pins and tables out of the wood from a bowling lane. He made a wall clock using balls from a billiard table. After Mom died, Dad married Claire and was able to experience a lot more things. Halloween, The Super-ball, and Thanksgiving were very big at the Jenkins house. During Halloween, all the grandchildren would come over in their costumes, bob for apples, and have a grand ole time. During the Super-ball, Claire always made BJ, her grandson, his favorite chili and everyone would sit around Dad's home-made bar socializing and watching the game. At Thanksgiving, Dad always made the stuffing because it was the "best" stuffing you ever tasted. Every year, Dad and Claire would spend the weekend at The Thunderbird in Wildwood celebrating Irish weekend. They loved going to Smithville during Octoberfest and stopping at the Smithville bakery for "Elephant ears" and a hot cup of coffee. Many of these activities were done with Claire's friend, Dana, and therefore they were dimed the Three Musketeers. They would spend New Year's Eve celebrating and when their anniversary came around, March 17, they would celebrate it with their friends and family at a pub in Philadelphia. Even with these adventures, Dad continued to work after retiring from the Post Office. He worked for Simco in Blackwood for 5 years working with wire harnesses. I'll never forget Dad receiving a Recognition of Honor plaque from them. He was so humble about it, he didn't make a big deal of it. I was so proud of him because for once he was put in the limelight for the accomplishments that he did, something he wasn't use to or really cared about. After Claire died, I continued to maintain contact with Dad because i did not want him to be alone. We would go to the Meadows diner and he would tell me how he went to the Krazy Kat to meet people. He said he had his eye on this woman who was sitting alone in the corner of the place, drinking her glass of wine, and listening to her cousin play in the band. This woman turned out to be Natalie whom he enjoyed spending a great deal of time with. Dad was devoted to Natalie to the very end. He would do anything for her. He put a flat screen tv on the wall in one of her rooms, along with her son-in-law and she was amazed as to how strong he really was. She tagged him, "Strong Like Bull". Dad got to know Natalie's family very well. He told me how Natalie, her daughter, and son-in-law, took him to see the "Jersey Boys" for his Birthday. He loved it."

Good neighbor for many years and always a friendly smile. Enjoyed his guitar and vocals when performing his rendition of "Kansas City" . I will remember him and keep the Jenkins in our prayers.

Dear Dotty we are deeply sadden to hear of the passing of your Dad ( Big Bob ). He was a kind funny man, always made me laugh. I will always remember my childhood days hanging at your house. My fondest memories of Big Bob was him playing his guitar in our kitchen singing Kansas City!!! He will surely be missed but know he is not suffering anymore and is at peace. He is now partying with the rest of the Cressmont Avenue gang. If you need anything I am here for you. RIP Big Bob!!! Love you, Sue, Gregg and Kyle White

Please accept our deepest condolences for your family's loss.