My Uncle. The person with whom I talked business, cars, politics and family. His advice or opinions were always short, direct and laced with common sense. His advice helped a young person mature in business and investment. His solutions to issues created many hours of debate and conversation which both of us enjoyed. He had a smirk and a twinkle in his eye which he’d give with a quick comment or teasing remark. He became a good friend, not just my Uncle. He was a good person that I appreciated and looked up too and he was like another father to me.

Posted by Jim on May 7, 2021

Bob, known at the time as Lowell, became a "big brother" to me in 1969. The transition to calling him Bob took me a while. A favorite memory was from the late 1980s when he took me to dinner and ordered escargot for an appetizer, my first time to try it. We drank plum wine after a yummy Italian feast. We had a nice evening and he told me about a terriic woman he had met on his vacation to the Philippines. He was already looking forward to a return trip. I'm so glad he found you, Janeth. You and your kids gave him a wonderful family for the rest of his life.

Posted by Nancy Fear on May 7, 2021

Robert, Lowell, Bobbie, Bob whatever, it's just a name whoever's underneath all that is still the same old same I grew up with you as Lowell but the service changed all that "Hauser" they would call to you while you wore your army hat Then business called for you to come and open up your shop R.L.Hauser Electric was born and you soared up to the top. You even got into politics for just a little while so "Robert", "Bob" and "Bobbie" came with that councilman's smile. All those names you answered to, or didn't, it was your choice and "Roberts Dream Machines" emerged as a dream that you gave voice I grew up with you as Lowell and that's forever what you'll be In my head and in my heart, you're big brother Lowell to me.

Posted by Pamela Grudi on May 7, 2021