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Thursday, May 26, 2016

Robert Devito - Rest In Peace






I was 19 or 20 when I met Bob. He came to visit my friend Terry at the house we shared off-campus in Oneonta. Bob was older than us and, if not wiser, certainly more experienced than we were and not shy about sharing the benefits of his experience. Maybe that's what wisdom is.

He was different. Not just from me and my friends, but from everyone else I've met.





 





Bob was an inspiration to me in a way that no one else I've ever know was - he was an artist. I know other artists but I've never known another one who was strong enough to say "fuck you" to the rest of the working world and to live on the money he made from his art. I haven't been that strong or that talented.






 

 

 




Mark Twain said, "When a man loves cats, I am his friend and comrade, without further introduction." The cats all vouched for Bob as long as I knew him, which was over 30 years. Animals and children recognize goodness in a person, and they all liked Bob.






Bob's heart was as big as his talent, and his spirit is even bigger. When I had nowhere to live he let me sleep on his sofa. I don't remember ever seeing him angry or hateful, though I saw him live through things that gave him an easy excuse to be either. The last time I talked to him he said he was feeling stronger. I always felt stronger after talking with him, just knowing that he was there.