Robert Emerson Wright, Jr.

Nov. 26, 1935 - Mar. 18, 2018

If you were sitting very still during the evening of March 18th, you may have felt it. That tilting of the universe. A shift in energy that may have caused you to catch your breath and touch a hand to your heart.

Bob, affectionately known as “Poppy,” left us unexpectedly that night.

He spent 82 years bringing love to those around him and finding joy in the smallest things.

He loved ravens and rock music, gazing up at the stars and sailing the sea. He loved hiking Mt. Whitney and long summer road trips. Booming thunderstorms and the silence that comes with a heavy snow.  

His greatest happiness came from meeting people and learning the stories of their lives.

He honored and respected everyone he met and celebrated connections he made with people from around the world.

He moved through life wrapped in a cloak of kindness that he would gladly share with anyone who felt low or in need of a little warmth. He is still wearing his cloak by the way, only now it is large enough to warm the world.

He is fondly remembered by his wife, Annetta Wright of Greenehaven, Ariz., his sisters Betty Oliver (Wright), and Kay Beine (Wright), his sons Barry Jones, Randy Lane and wife Cynthia, John Lane and significant other Kelley Jackson, his daughters Kim Lane and Robbie Stanford (Lane), and her husband Tom, his grandchildren Alexa Lane, Ian Lane, Tommy Stanford and Matt Stanford, and his dear friends Dean Reed and Gail Franz.

We are all still here on earth, with pieces of our hearts drifting skyward, chasing after him.