Robert L. Bogen on Thursday, October 19, 2023. Loving father of Christine Zehnle-Bogen, the late Robert J. Bogen; loving grandfather of Jillian (Matthew) Vincent, Jordan (Cassie) Brady, Michael (fiancee Lacey) Zehnle and Daniel (Melissa) Zehnle; loving great-grandfather of Drew, Aiden, Tristan, Gavin, Laila, Jaxon and Adeline; dear brother-in-law of Joanne Frame; dear brother, uncle, cousin and friend to many.
Robert was a proud veteran of the United States Marine Corps.
Services: Visitation at Kutis South County Chapel 5255 Lemay Ferry Rd. Thursday, October 26, from 4-8 p.m. Funeral Mass at Cathedral Basilica (4431 Lindell Blvd, St. Louis, MO 63108) Friday, October 27 at 10 a.m. Interment Jefferson Barracks National Cemetery.
My heartfelt sympathies to Christine, Jill, & the entire family in the loss of your famiies beloved patriarch. What a grand life he lived, full of amazing family….I can only pray to have such a full time here on earth! Thoughts & prayers with you as you acclimate to his passing. May you have memories to sustain you, until you meet again!
Henry Scott Holland wrote:
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.
Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you,
and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just round the corner.
All is well.
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!