Support Robbie's End-of-Life Journey

Update:

My Father in Law peacefully passed away Saturday morning while his son, Rob Remmen, was holding his hand and singing to him. Robby sang, You've Lost That Loving Feeling, then we both sang Dust in the Wind to him, followed up by California Dreaming. With an encore of You've Lost That Loving Feeling by Robby. The crows were just outside the window watching and ready to help him move on. What better way to take your final breath than having your son sing you on.

Hi Everyone,

I am writing to ask for support for my father-in-law, Robbie Remmen. Some of you know him as my Robby's dad, others know him as Rowdy Robbie, your friend that you ride Harleys with.

Robbie was recently diagnosed with lung cancer and went through his first chemo treatment. It went well, and we were all excited that it seemed to have gone well and thought we would have more time together. Sadly, his body wasn't strong enough for the second dose of chemo, and there have been many complications since. Robbie was in the hospital for about two weeks and fought hard. Once at the hospital, we found out that his cancer had turned into stage 4 and had spread to his liver and possibly other places within his body. Once he fought as hard as he could, he had a hard talk with his doctor and then his son. He has been in hospice now for a few days.

Robbie grew up in San Francisco, Cal., and Kennewick, WA. He was a great baseball player and probably an even better trumpet player. He played the trumpet at the local community college until he went into the Air Force. Later in life, he was a Seattle Police Officer, pole climber for the electric company, electrician, tow truck driver, and had a handful of other jobs. He was always a hard worker and never wanted a handout from anyone. Robbie hasn't always made the best of decisions, but who has. He loves helping people, and I never heard him say a bad word about anyone, even when I tried to get him to. He loved watching his son play hockey and playing pool with him—even when he would lose. Robbie enjoyed watching his grandson, Jade, 32, play sports growing up when he could. He was pretty heartbroken when he heard that Jade is in stage 5 kidney failure and starting dialysis soon. His stepdaughter, Cherokee, had a special spot in his heart even decades after he and her mom were no longer together. He also loved his WarHog Harley as one of his children and would ride it and show it off as often as he could. But, probably more than anything, Robbie loved his friends as his family.

If you know Robbie, you know how independent and stubborn he was. He led a simple life and probably owes more than he has. He has no life insurance or savings that we know of and no land. Since his son's stroke (my husband, Robbie's son), we also don't have any savings or a lump sum to take care of him the way we would like. We are asking for support so that we can provide Robbie with afterlife care, his final resting place, hopefully a plaque on the Biker's Memorial wall in concrete, and a small celebration of life at the Eagles, where he was President, and for other end-of-life expenses.

If you are able to give, it would be greatly appreciated. If you aren’t, that’s ok, we still love you and ask for prayers for peaceful and comforting energy sent to Robbie and all of us that love him so much.

Thanks,

Monica