Bob Brickell | Dec. 17, 1927 – Oct. 29, 2011
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KOTO Radio newsman and long-time Telluride arts fixture, Bob Brickell died Oct. 29 at age 83, in North Carolina.

Robert Vreeland Brickell was born December 17, 1927, in Dallas, Texas. He was the son of the late Vreeland and Louise Brickell. He was preceded in death by his wife, Corrine and grandson Robert Turner Brickell. He is survived by his sister Linda Knapp, a long-time resident of Telluride, now of Santa Fe; children Kimberly Kee of Missouri, Jennifer Berry, David Brickell (Sarah) and Kate Brickell of North Carolina; stepsons Kurt Newman, Jon Newman and Eric Newman; grandchildren David (Beau) and Katie Brickell, Wyatt Brickell, Jennifer Degan, and great-grandchildren Loren and Kirsten Degan; nieces Emily Behrens and Diane Atkinson, and nephew David Atkinson; and “cronie” since high school, Alan Wilson of London, England.

After serving in the Air Force as an airborne radar observer, Bob earned his B.A. and Masters Degrees in history. Prior to moving to Telluride in 1982 he worked as general manager of Ballet West, in Salt Lake City, and ballet companies in Cleveland and Boston.

While living in Telluride Bob shared his passion for history by teaching at Telluride High School. He was also a news reporter at KOTO and announced films at the Abel Gance Open Air Cinema (in Elks Park) for the Telluride Film Festival for several years.

In the mid-1990s Bob and Corinne moved to their home outside of Fruita, Colo., where Bob enjoyed caring for their animals and property. Following Corinne’s death, Bob, who had been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease, was moved to Raleigh, where he was loved and cared for by his children and grandchildren.

Bob will be remembered as loving, compassionate – a giver of warm, embracing hugs – for his love of drama and musicals, and for his booming laugh.
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December 09, 2011
The Brickells were my next door neighbors. They were kind people, surely missed by many.