Mr. Robert James Richards, a resident of Wallaceburg, Passed away on Monday, January 4, 2021 at the Oak’s Retirement Village, at the age of 96 years.
He was born in Wallaceburg and was a son of the late Gordon and Laura (May) Richards.
Beloved husband of Beryl (Johnstone) Richards.
Dear father of Laura Lynn (the late Stephen) Howell, Heather (Tim) Reid and the late Bonnie Richards (1979).
Dear grandfather of Brandon and Alyssa.
Predeceased by his brother Wallace and two sisters Madeline and Jean.
Survived by many nieces and nephews.
The late Robert Richards rested at the Eric F. Nicholls Funeral Home, 639 Elgin St. Wallaceburg. Following his wishes cremation has taken place. As an expression of Sympathy donations to the Oak’s Retirement Village may be left at the funeral home.
A celebration of his life will take place at the Oak’s Retirement Village at a later date.
Robert James Richards, a lifelong resident of Wallaceburg, in his 97th year. Born and raised. Was very proud of being part Native American Indian. Was the proud owner of Richards Fuel that started from his father Gordon Delmar Richards in 1910. This is where he met the people of Wallaceburg and surrounding area, delivering oil to customers. Even customers who couldn’t afford to pay on those cold winter days, he just filled their tanks to help them out. He decided in his late 40’s with the guidance and support of his loving wife, Beryl, to take on a new career in Real Estate. He loved conversing with people. Brian Lashmore and himself were quite a pair in the real estate world! He thought the world of Brian. He worked also at Woolco in the furniture department he enjoyed.
But his real love was bicycles. As a child, my dad and I rode everywhere. Just like in his fuel truck, I tagged along.
When he was 84, he rode from Wallaceburg to Sombra on his bike with his very good friend Bob Janssens.
My dad rode his bike up to just 11 months ago, at the age of 96.
My family would like to thank the Oak’s Retirement Village for taking such good care of Bob. Don’t know what we would do without them.
He will be truly missed.
Love always, your family.
P.S. Love you Daddy, I miss you so much, Heather
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am a diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
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