Robert M. Aimes
In Wolfeboro, NH, Feb. 17, 2007, Robert M. Aimes, 64, of Alton, NH and formerly of West Haven, brother of Edward Aimes of Milford, John Aimes of GA and Mary Hart Pekari of Martha's Vineyard. Also survived by several nieces and nephews. Robert was born in New Haven, May 19, 1942 a son of the late Peter and Ethel Sherrill Aimes. Mr. Aimes served in the US Army. He had worked as a lineman for S.N.E.T. Co. and also was an oilfield worker traveling extensively throughout the West and Alaska. His hobby was building kayaks and canoes. He was a descendant of Dr. John Aimes of West Haven founder of Aimes Point. Memorial service Friday, June 8 at 1 p.m. at BEECHER & BENNETT-TAYLOR FUNERAL HOME, 410 Campbell Ave. at Court St., West Haven. Interment of cremains at Oak Grove Cemetery.
We are sorry to hear of the passing of a cousin. Stafford-Ames President http://www.AmesSociety.org
It’s my pleasure to remember my friend Bob Aimes. Bob and I had some great times together, especially traveling through the Rocky Mountains in his cream colored Ford Econoline van in the fall of 1972. We had met when he was working on Interstate 80 west of Laramie, WY, and he’d come into Lee’s Chinese Restaurant where I worked as a waitress the summer of 1972. Bob built a floor and some storage into the back, and we took off on a super camping trip. We adopted a cute little gray and white striped pre-adolescent cat whom Bob named Nummy–short for NumNuts:) Nummy camped with us all the way through our trip and stayed with me for a few years after that. We traveled from Bob’s friends’ Phil and Janey Hunkin’s house in Denver across Colorado, up through Yellowstone, Montana, Alberta, Banff, British Columbia, and down through Washington, down the beautiful Oregon coast, Northern California and across Nevada and Utah back to Wyoming. We camped in the Redwood Forest, which was Nummy’s favorite place. Nummy had never seen such huge trees, and he went wild, racing up one, back down and up another, over and over again. Bob talked about wanting to build a sailboat and sail down to Baja California. It was tempting, but I wanted to finish college. Bob was the one who introduced me to the land which I was to fall in love with and spend many years in–New Mexico. Bob had gone to school at New Mexico Tech in Socorro and took me down to Albuquerque once with him. We ran into each other then again in Albuquerque in my first year or so there, and I always wondered if we might see each other again. Bob, thanks for spending time with me and for being my friend.