Robert Doyle's Family Needs Your Help

My Father Robert Doyle passed away in Friday, May 2, 2025. As you know, my Father was a good man and would do anything to help anyone in need. I've never shared what has happened over the last 2 years. It was incredibly hard on my Dad. He was made to feel embarrassed by the situation that happened two years ago. He was a humble, yet very proud man. He never wanted to ask for help and neither do George or I but here we are. We are putting our pride to the side and asking for help.

In February of 2023, my Dad lived at an IL in Allentown, we will call this IL: B-View. At the time I lived in Royersford, about an hour away. Whenever I would see my Dad in Allentown I'd rarely go in, I always just picked him up. He told me how he had welts on his body. Long story short, doctors didn't know what it was but I had a feeling they were bug bites and they were. B-View's manager contacted me to tell me his apartment was infested. Back story, my Dad is legally blind. He did not see the bugs. The first time pest control came in to spray, he had to be out of his apartment. It was so short notice I couldn't get to Allentown. The 2nd time pest control came, they needed to bomb his apartment. The manager told me he needed to be out of his apartment for 4-5 days and he had to be out ASAP. I had no time to prepare my house. Because of steps, cats, kids and zero privacy we thought an extended stay hotel, closer to his doctors, hospitals, family/friends would be better. B-View would NOT reimburse us for the hotel. Context- the apartment below my Dad's had bed bugs that January and my Dad's apartment was next to the laundry room. 4-5 days went by and we were given the all clear to go back in. I started moving things and there were STILL live bugs. We had to replace every single linen, clothing items, shoes, food and furniture. My Dad was devastated. Not to mention, the manager blamed him for the bugs, knowing full well the apartment below had bed bugs a month prior. Then the manager moved my Dad to a different apartment because the apartment had to be bombed AGAIN, after we had purchased everything brand new. My Dad and I spent thousands. Thousands we didn't have. My Dad was then hospitalized for pneumonia. After he came home from the hospital, I had him visiting at my house for about a week. While he was with me, he had a stroke. George and I decided enough was enough and moved him out of B-view. He went to Good Shepherd for two weeks and then moved in with us. While he was with us we started looking at independent living places. The first one we looked at told us about VA pension that my Dad was eligible for. We had doctors, IL managers and other Veterans tell us he would be eligible and they would reimburse him money back from the time he filled out the application. So we moved him into an amazing IL where he was revived and had the time of his life! And then he got denied, due to not being in active war (I guess the Cuban Missile Crisis wasn't good enough).We struggled to keep up with payments and got behind. We had to move him out in October of 2024. We are still paying the debt from there. Dad came to live with us and I am thankful for the months we got to be with him every single day. In August of 2024, we applied for a different type of benefit through the VA and he was JUST approved last week. Not alot, not as much as he deserved for being a Veteran, or being blind or having asbestosis in his lungs but i felt as though he was relieved. Unfortunately, he never got to enjoy those benefits. Between the cremation payment and the debts accumulated, George and I are really struggling. Add in ambulance rides and prescription pills he needed to LIVE not covered (and the prescription companies told me he made too much money to help). We work so hard, my Dad worked so hard for 60 years of his life and we just can't seem to get ahead. So here we are, asking for help. Anything would be helpful. We set up a memorial fund also that is listed on his obituary. Thank you.