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Harley R. RobertsonHarley R. Robertson Sr., age 75, passed away peacefully on February 24, 2018 at his home in Lorain, Ohio with his wife, Rosemary by his side. He was born August 18, 1942 in Wayne, West Virginia to William and Gracie Robertson.
He worked as a painter for many years until his retirement. What Harley was passionate about however, was inventing new things. He also loved to trade, enjoyed music and dancing.
Harley is survived by his loving wife, Rosemary Robertson (nee Rodriguez); daughters, Carol Ann Robertson, Lillian Robertson and Tammy Robertson; sons, Harley (Kyra) Robertson Jr., Bill Robertson and Troy (Velma) Dunn; brothers, Arthur (Francis) Robertson and Roger Robertson; seventeen grandchildren and nine great grandchildren.
He was preceded in death by his parents, William E. Robertson and Gracie Fay Roberts (nee Wylie) and brothers, Harold Robertson, Danny Robertson, Gregory Robertson and Paul Robertson.
A memorial gathering will be held on Wednesday from 3:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m. at the Dovin Funeral and Cremation Specialists, 2701 Elyria Avenue, Lorain.
FEB 28. 3:00 PM - 5:00 PM
Dovin Funeral and Cremation Specialists
2701 Elyria Avenue
Lorain, OH, US, 44055
Sorry for your loss, Harley was a good man and a good friend.Dan and Terry Banas
Dan Banas - March 22, 2018 at 08:34 PM Nov 30 0001 12:00 AM
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Crystal Luciano - March 01, 2018 at 11:55 PM Nov 30 0001 12:00 AM
My dad has always been my first love, him and I had an unspoken bond that will last en eternity that no man can ever destroy. My heart hurts so bad because I will never see his face or hear his voice again, what gives me peace is knowing he is at peace and with our father God. I LOVE YOU SOOO MUCH DAD ALWAYS AND FOREVER :heart::heart::heart::kissing_heart::kissing_heart::kissing_heart:
Tammy Robertson - February 27, 2018 at 03:53 PM Nov 30 0001 12:00 AM
He was a fantastic Grandfather and a wonderful guy. He would take me to the flea market, at his booth, and I would try and get people to come to his booth and buy these car parts (which to me looked like junk pieces of metal), but he would end up selling them for good money. He gave me my first job. At 8 I would work at the shop, and he would pay me 10-20 dollars to work with him and that money was everything to me. He was so funny. As a kid I remember him being the funniest guy I knew. He scared the life out of me the day he put his shoes in his knees and looked like his legs fell off. He would always make me laugh, and he took care of my grandmother better than anyone I could have ever imagined. I love you Farley.
Jacob - February 27, 2018 at 12:59 PM Nov 30 0001 12:00 AM
Harley is my brother and I would like to share the story of my first job in Ohio 30 years ago. I was working at Harley seniors body shop and I had gotten a third shift job to start work that night, I needed a pair of work boots for the new job and I didn't have the money to buy any, my bright idea was to borrow my brother Harley work boots. Harley wasn't at the body shop so I couldn't ask him. He had a pair of work boots just setting in the shop old work boots covered in Bondo dust, I thought to myself he won't mind if I borrow these and I'll bring them back. Boy was I wrong .... I came into work the next day and my brother Harley decided to charge me full retail for the boots and did take the money out of my paycheck. The moral of the story is never mess with a Robertson's work boots especially Harley senior. I love you Harley and will miss you.
Roger Robertson - February 27, 2018 at 12:26 PM Nov 30 0001 12:00 AM