Robert L. Halverson, 1979-2018
Remembering Alaska Bob.
Born Robert L. Halverson on March 8, 1979, and had the childhood nickname of “Bobby.” Until one day in the third grade, he came home and told his mother: “My name is now Bob, and I do not want to be called Bobby Anymore.”
It was around this time he developed his love of animals, and had several critters as pets throughout his early years. As a youngster, he was always coming home with some new pet.
He passed away at his home, in the early morning hours of July 26, 2018. He was 39 years old. He is survived by his dog “Loca,” his parents Clayton and Dianne Halverson, and hundreds of friends all over the world.
We came to know him in the Fraser Valley around 1999. As an avid skier and rugged outdoorsman, he fit right into the vibe here. Bob made this his home base, and quickly made some life-long friends.
His travels took him all over the western United States. He always took time to see his parents. He has several good friends in Oregon, and still some old time friends in Alaska. He always spoke kindly of you all. His spirt and all our thoughts go out to everyone he touched.
Alaska Bob was very spiritual, but not into any specific organized religion. At one point, around 15 years old, he came home and decided he wanted to be baptized in a certain church. His father Clayton explained to him, that all religions “Have basically the Same thing to say”. They discussed things at that point, and Bob got the gist of the message, and that was about as close to organized religion Bob ever was. If there is someone or something tending to the light at the end of the tunnel, I am sure they let Bob continue his journey.
He saw the beauty of nature every day, and spread good energy to all who were near him. He was a very patient and understanding man. Kind and generous, there are not enough words to describe his character. To use the 60s term, “man, He was Good People”.
There was a quiet reflection ceremony on July 28 with family and close friends, where his spirt was helped along the next leg of his journey. His ashes will be spread between the Fraser Valley and his home in Alaska.
“Loca” is still in the valley, and would love to be taken for walks. You can find her through the folks at the Coffee Shop. Ol’ Bob got the last laugh with that old girl, at least he went first. Hang tight Bob, she will be along before you know it.
Alaska Bob needs no flowers or donations. I am sure Bob would just want you to do something good for someone else.
He deeply touched all of our lives, and will be missed. He was one who truly “Stomped the Terra”.
Keep on Truckin’…
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