Robbins, Arthur
DATELINE: Providence
Robbins, Arthur, 91, died Tuesday, February 20, 2024 in White Plains, NY. He was the beloved husband of Judith (Segal) Robbins for 67 years. Born in Worcester, MA, a son of the late Robert and Nancy (Medoff) Robbins, he was a lifelong Rhode Islander. Adored father of Mark Robbins of Ashville, NC, Alisa Robbins Doctoroff and her husband, Dan, of NY, NY, and Carolyn Robbins Levine and her husband, Jim, of Briarcliff Manor, NY. Dear brother of the late Donald Robbins and his wife Esther. Loving grandfather of Jacob, Ariel, Jenna, Noah, Ari, Jesse, Adina, and Caleb. Cherished great grandfather of Lila and Naomi.
Arthur was a real estate developer who not only built office buildings and hotels, but also communities, through his many professional and volunteer pursuits. Arthur gave his time and wisdom as board member and supporter of a myriad of civic, Jewish and health related organizations, including Hope Health, Butler Hospital,Textron Chamber of Commerce Academy, Providence Convention and Visitors Bureau, Big Brothers of Rhode Island and the Rhode Island Holocaust Museum. He was a mentor to many and the recipient of numerous honors and awards. Arthur was a member Temple Emanu-El. He earned a B.A. in economics from University of Pennsylvania in 1954 and served in the Air Force, earning the rank of Captain.
Funeral services will be held Thursday at 1:00 p.m. in Temple Emanu-El, 99 Taft Ave., Providence. Shiva will be observed at the Marriott, 1 Orms St., Providence, Thursday 7-9 p.m., Friday 12-3 p.m., and Saturday 7-9 p.m. In lieu of flowers, contributions in his memory may be made to:
HopeHealth Hospice & Palliative Care
or to Rhode Island 9/11 Wall of Hope
or to Temple Emanu-El, 99 Taft Avenue, Providence, RI 02906
or the charity of your choice.
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Our condolences to the entire Robbins family. Arthur and Donald were true mentors to me as a young boy growing up. I feel honored to have known a man and the entire Robbins family. We truly lost a great man.
Dear Robbins Family. These words were shared with me at a time of loss and I share them forward. Namaste.
DEATH IS NOTHING
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 to me in the easy way, which you always used. Put no difference in your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, and 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 an absolute unbroken continuity. What is Death but a negligent 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 around the corner. All is well .
Written by Henry Scott Holland (27 January 1847 – 17 March 1918) was Regius Professor of Divinity at the University of Oxford
Remember me with fondness
I love you much. I always loved you much.
The ticket is ended-one must descend from the train.
Biological laws are not negotiated or discussed. So it is….
I had a good ticket in life. I enjoyed it, I lived it whole, I had fun.
I did not have hunger or cold, neither did I have to go to war. Wonderful (life).
I had my wife and my work. Was happy with both.
There aren’t any children more marvelous than mine. They are gentile, good, honest, human, correct and loving, respectful but conscientious, affectionate and caring.
It seems little, but was much. Not that I wouldn’t have liked more, but…..
All my life I lived in paradise. When I went to another place, I always found something pretty, be it the lights, the music, the colors that was stimulating, but coming back, I always got back to paradise. This is my place.
I lived life like a KING— I am going to die like a man.
I had love and had joys, all from you and all of these yours.
Thanks for all my apologies for the bad moments. There was no dissolve. I am not saying goodbye because I do not like fair wells, only GOOD DAYS AND GOOD NIGHTS.
May all be well for you.
Go well with you.
ARTHUR MADE RHODE ISLAND A CARING AND WARMER COMMUNITY. MY PRAYERS SURROUND HIS GRIEVING FAMILY.
Our world has lost a great, generous man. I was on the board of Textron Chamber Academy with Arthur and my late wife worked with him on VIPS (then Volunteers in Providence Schools) matters. Arthur’s generosity of time and spirit was an inspiration to all who worked with him. When VIPS needed space for an event, Arthur would offer the Marriott. When the Chamber Academy was in crisis, Arthur stepped up. And always with humble, friendly mien. Please accept my sincere condolences for your loss.