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Noelle Clark
Robin has been a big part of the Outdoor Club and I certainly enjoyed hikes with him--but mostly he was doing tougher things than I was--so I think of him in connection with the non-hiking parts of hiking, especially on trips--Strathcona Park, Cuba, Quadra Island. Always low key, always easy, funny. And we were part of a group that often went to Hermann's. And he knew way more than me about jazz. At one point this summer when he wasn't going out to walk much he said he was listening to some of his old LPs. In early October, after a walk on Willows Beach we had coffee at that same place on Estevan Puri mentioned. He paid, because usually, after we walked in Portage Park, I supplied the beer. I was looking forward to his help in choosing some new furniture. Bronwyn and family--condolences.
Puri Pazo-Torres
Robin will be missed by all his friends but I have no doubt he will be greatly missed by you and your family, my deepest condolences to you all. The last time I saw Robin was about 6 weeks ago - he was with Dave happily having coffee and cookies in a coffee patio on Estevan. I sat with them for a while and as always enjoyed their together good humour. So happy I got to know him.
Janice Greco


A Tribute to Robin I first met Robin when the Dunbar family moved from Timmins to Douglas Avenue in Oakville. Someone in the mining fraternity called my mother and suggested we drop in and introduce ourselves. Robin's house was a few blocks away and on the route to Oakville Trafalgar High school. We soon were friends through common interests of music, reading, politics and other teen pursuits. The Dunbar house had a walk in basement recreation room that soon became a popular teen hangout. Our particular group of eight to ten bonded. The group of friends formed at that time has persisted to this day. Robin's father Roy arranged summer jobs for some of us in the emerging Elliot Lake mining camp in 1956, and this was repeated the following two summers. Following the 1958 summer Robin, Hugh Jenney, Bill Whiteside and I took a brief tour of the west in a station wagon borrowed from Phil Jenney. Highlights included Otterbein University where Robin attended, Colorado School of Mines, Hugh knew a girl there, rodeo day in Rawlins Wyoming, a swim in Great Salt Lake, a mine tour in Salmo BC, with Robin's uncle, crossing the new Mackinaw Bridge and some shared adventures. All this took place in about two weeks. Robin was renamed The Dauphin prince after Roy gave him the use of a new MGA. Memories include the races at Jarvis Ontario, picking up the New York times Sunday edition at the Royal York, and attending concerts in Toronto at George's Spaghetti House or the House of Hamburg Sunday evenings in Yorkville. Following high school and university Robin was very good at keeping track of everyone. I had remained in the mining business and moved to Wawa in 1961. For a few years the contact was a collect call at New Years to renew acquaintances. After Robin moved to the farm the group began a tradition of meeting at his farm and having a lamb roast around August 1. This has continued and the 2019 group photo is attached. But Robin remained the most faithful correspondent and visited in Wawa or Sault St. Marie at least ten times over the years. We will miss you Robin. Mike Jennings and Janice Greco
Chris Dalziel
Robin loved exploring the wilderness: we hiked in awesome places together. He was so knowledgeable about history and always enthusiastic for an energetic discussion about politics, or decorating. He will be missed. He approached death with grace and dignity, a calm strength. A very special man.
Bud Christensen



Vivid memories of Uncle Dauphin (as our children called him). Just one story… When we were in our 20s there was a party and Dauphin and I Were the last ones at the party around 1:30 AM. We thought we would have a final nightcap but the only thing we had was a bottle of dry vermouth. We managed to empty it over the next hour or so. As we deserved we Became seriously ill and agreed never to drink dry vermouth again. When Robin was diagnosed with cancer, he asked the specialist if a bottle of dry vermouth could have caused his illness. It is always been a great joke to be retold time and time again over the years. Just before Robin moved to Victoria to be with his family he brought Susie and I some daylilies from his farm in Ethel. They have grown beautifully over the years in our garden. On the Sunday night before hewent to his great reward I told him that on the next day I would pour a bottle of dry vermouth over the lilies in his honor. He said it would probably kill the lilies. I flew our Canadian flag at half mast For the next several days and we had tears in Robin's honor.
Jean Robinson
I'm a past member of the OCV but when I was a hiking member, I really enjoyed hiking with Robin. He was such a funny and pleasant man. He will be missed by all members of the club. Signed by Norma Duffner on Jean Robinson's computer.
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