Robert T. Logan of New York, New York danced into the light towards Anita, his wife of 43 years, on Aug. 3, 2018.

Robert was predeceased by his wife, her majesty, Anita (Kehoe) in 2003.

He is survived by his three daughters, Elise Logan and her husband Andrew Needleman, Heather Logan and her children Jade Vinas and Gabriel Vinas, and Pammy Logan of Wiscasset and her daughter Madison Brown; as well as his sister Marion Quinn and Joyce Negron, his brother Joseph and sister Jane predeceased; many nieces and nephews and his loving companion, Harriette Tax.

The fourth of five children, his dad died early and his mom raised them best she could in Newark, New Jersey.

As a member of a drum and bugle corps, he developed life long friendships. From an alter boy to a repo man, to a roofer, inventor, entrepreneur, and holder of many patents, his work ethic was boundless, much like his love for his family, friends and life.

Bob’s profession in personnel and human resources took him to GMAC, Grossinger’s Resort, VAW, The Rainbow Room, The Plaza Hotel, Tavern on the Green, Holiday Inn Midtown and more, going the distance for many employees, negotiating into the wee hours with unions, helping them get green cards, encouraging 401K to better their lives and future.

He was invited to endless weddings, christenings, bar mitzvahs, celebrations and attended as many funerals, for these employees, because he touched their lives and they considered him friend as well as family.

A true city boy from Newark to a dapper dancer, he won many dance competitions, even with a bum foot. He loved to cut a rug, especially with his girls, whom he was so proud to show off. They would say it was like living with Gene Kelly. A dashing dresser who loved to wear suits, especially his seersucker, and even wore a tuxedo for his passport photo, Bob was always a sharp dressed man. Bob was known to dress in his favorite color from his favorite store, Tiffany’s Blue. He loved Tiffany’s and giving Tiffany gifts, and cherished the Tiffany & Co. key chain his daughter’s surprised him with for his 80th birthday with the engraved words “My Dad’s Keys.”

What a talent! A member of the Sullivan County Dramatic Workshop, Herbie in “Gypsy,” The Guardsman in “Man of La Mancha,” and countless other productions. His last performance, in 2017,

played Fred Holloway, in ”Heaven Help Me” with the The Marco Players in Florida.

A painter in 3-dimensional art, Bob’s art work has been featured in many publications.

Bob married Anita Kehoe in 1959. Five years later they had three lovely daughters. Bob survived living with four women and one bathroom. He would sometimes take the girls for a drive, listen to the Yankee or Giant games along the way, and sometime would say “give me a number;” they did, but they never knew why. He loved all his girls and loved to shower them with love, laughter and went out of his way to surprise them in any way. Every Easter, each lady in the house received an orchid. They were not a wealthy family, but Bob made them feel as though they were each a queen, living in a castle filled with great stories, filled with culture, art, musicals, history, life and laughter, creating great memories with what little they had. He taught his girls his work ethic and instilled proper manners and etiquette in all of them. You could be under-dressed, but you could never be overdressed. For his 75th birthday, he wore a tuxedo, while his girls wore gowns and dresses.

Ever the faithful lifelong New York Yankee fan, he would listen, watch or attend as many games as

possible. In memory of his late wife, he would get bleacher creature seats on or around her birthday for his girls and friends to attend. It was a great day when, one day he brought his lady to this special occasion.

One day, while at the Museum of Modern Art, a lovely lady noticed a handsome man, a man with sparkling blue eyes, a gentle smile, and an ace bandage trailing behind him. This encounter turned out to be one to turn into an adventure. An adventure which took this city boy to places he’d never been. Harriette showed Bob more places in the last seven years than he had seen the previous 77 years. He was hesitant every step of the way, but enjoyed each moment with Harriette by his side. She showed him the world, and he showed her his love and devotion. Together they were a couple to aspire to be.

Ever the Scotsman, the strong, the stoic, the big hearted family man. He kept his clan close and honored the Logan motto: HOC MAJORUM VIRTUS, (Latin) “This is valour of my ancestors.” The Logan Slogan: Druim-nan-deur (Scottish Gaelic) "The Ridge of Tears." The Logan Crest is a passion nail piercing a human heart. All felt the meaning of the crest at the news of his passing, the slogan came as well. Because it was the motto he lived by, while drinking his “green tea … with a strawberry, please” or a rusty nail.

On Wednesday, Aug. 8, at the home of Elise and Andy Needleman 33 Ivy Hill Road, Parlin, New Jersey, the family will be receiving between 2 and 7 p.m..

Those planning on visiting are encouraged to wear colorful clothing or Yankee attire. If you have photos of Bob to display, please bring, they will be returned For more information, please email: itsaboutbob328@gmail.com