Our Dad, Robert Adam Zampino was known by many different names throughout his long and prosperous life. Christened Adamo Zampino by his parents (Anna Desio and Vincent Zampino) he acquired the nickname "Bobby" at some point in his youth and it stuck so well that he legally changed his name to "Robert Adam" in adulthood. His close friends called him "Zampy". My mom Christine lovingly called him "Bob".His children lovingly called him "Daddy".Our friends always welcome at our home used "Mr Zamp "or "The pipe",a reference to the pipe he always smoked. There was "Bobby" and "Uncle Bobby" and his six grandchildren changed his name yet again to Pop-pa, a name that we all took to as it seemed to fit so well. What ever you called him he always answered with a warmness that said happy to hear from you and always had time to talk or visit.He also always made time in his busy life to help family and friends with all sorts of advice and would jump right in to lend his many talents and very capable hands to accomplish whatever was needed. From repairing a broken toy for his grandchildren to helping with a neighbors project to building doll houses for his daughters to building my entire house in long Beach with me he never said no to anything and nothing ever seemed impossible.And it always got done to a degree of perfection that all his children aspire to always.I have some beautiful crafted pieces made by his hands that I will always admire. When people walk into my home and marvel at the beautiful wood working I proudly say" Thanks to my Dad".When I was restoring my first house and building my current home He was happy to make the long trip each weekend and would be sawing and nailing till dark while my mom was right behind him with a sandwich and a broom. And they did not stop coming till it was all done.My sister Jane would love when he stayed at her house always looking for a project and something to fix. Irene always talks about how much help he was advising them when they had their house built and was quick to design whatever accessory she would think of and have it built in his shop.Our friends were always coming to our house with things to fix or build like broken guitar necks, doll houses, or tools to sharpen. You never had to ask, he was just happy to help.Many friends of mine learned woodworking skills in our tiny workshop in the basement. His other passion was of course his job where he was well known in the store fixture industry. He worked as a master cabinet maker in his early years then went to school to learn drafting working up to a chief draftsman for one of the largest store fixture company's where he worked until he was 75.He was very proud of his over 50 years in the carpenters union. I loved talking with him about his work and how he would figure out how to put architects ideas into a build able design.That was his gift, to envision and create a working drawing and if need be he could build it as well.I remember him going into the city never missing a day even bringing work home on the weekends so he could be around his family. My Mom and Dad had one of those special once in a lifetime relationships that started when they were just kids.Their devoted love for each other was what made our family so strong.When my Dads health took its many turns through the years my Mom was always there to nurse him back to health.She was by his side till the very end never waning and I know he left this world feeling loved by his wife and family . We miss him to much for words to describe and will feel a unfillable void in our lives for a long time. We can look for solace in the wonderful memories created during our lives together and hope that those tears of joy will wash away some of our sorrow.We know that is how he would want it.