Robert Lee Manweiler
August 14, 1942 ~ July 13, 2026
Born in:
Sugar City, Colorado
Resided in:
Pueblo, Colorado
Robert Lee Manweiler, 83, went home to be with his Lord and Savior on July 13, 2026, surrounded by the love of his family.
Robert was a devoted Christian, a loving husband, father, grandfather, great-grandfather, and friend. His faith in Jesus Christ guided every aspect of his life and was evident in the quiet strength, kindness, and integrity with which he treated everyone he met.
Robert shared a loving marriage with his wife, Charlene Manweiler, and together they built a home centered on faith, love, hard work, and family. He was the proud father of nine children.
Survived by his beloved wife, Charlene Manweiler; his children, Merle (Sherri) Manweiler, Sandy (Russ) Million, Jan (Wayne) Lewis, Kevin Manweiler, Mike (LaVonne) Manweiler, Robby (Stacey) Manweiler, and Katie (Dustin) Venn.
Preceded in death by his sons, Eddy Manweiler, Jerry Moxley; daughter-in-law, Michelle Manweiler; parents, Carl and Katherine Manweiler; siblings, Albert, Elmer, Henry, and Harold Manweiler; and sisters, Dorothy Grasmick, and Eleanor Neifert.
Robert was also blessed with 21 grandchildren, multiple great-grandchildren, and countless neighbors and friends who affectionately adopted him as “Grandpa.” He had a special gift for making everyone feel welcome, valued, and loved.
Those who knew Robert will remember his remarkable patience, gentle spirit, and humble nature. His children often joked that raising nine kids was what gave him such incredible patience.
Even during his final illness, Robert continued encouraging those around him. One of his last pieces of advice was, “Be good, if possible.” Those simple words perfectly reflected the Scripture he lived by: “If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.” — Romans 12:18
A memorial service celebrating Robert’s life will be held on Saturday, July 25, 2026, at 11:00 a.m. at Southwest Church of Christ, 1635 S. Pueblo Blvd., Pueblo, Colorado 81005.
In lieu of flowers, please send donations to Southwest Church of Christ in Pueblo to support the families who lost homes in the Colorado forest fire.
The family extends their heartfelt gratitude to everyone who has offered prayers, love, and support during this difficult time.
Services
Memorial Service: July 25, 2026 11:00 am
Southwest Church of Christ
1635 S. Pueblo Blvd.
Pueblo, CO 81005
719-542-1552
He reminded us to be the best we could be—to be kind, to live at peace with each other, and to choose what is right.
When I look back on Dad’s life, I see clearly where he placed his treasure. It wasn’t in wealth, possessions, or recognition. His greatest investment was in the people he loved.
Dad leaves behind a legacy that cannot be measured in dollars, but in lives changed, faith shared, gardens grown, children raised, and love freely given.
I will miss you Dad!
II Timothy 4:7 NKJV
Robert Lee will be missed by many, he was a special person that always was happy to see you. Thoughts and prayers go out to his family.
Robert Lee was one of those special people! He was the best man for my husband Jerry when we were married in 1963. He had a special place in Jerry’s heart as they grew up together in Sugar City. So sorry I have lost touch with him since Jerry is gone 32 years. You are in my prayers Charlene and family. With love, Lucile Nichols
Tracie Birmingham
I can imagine my parents being among the first to hug Bob as he appeared in God’s presence.
Since my first loss of a parent in 1999, the words of Romans 8:18-27 have remained special to me, as they remind us of three things to keep a “white-knuckled hold” on beginning on that day:
(1)Your dad now knows(!) that the worst that this life could throw at us can never cast even the slightest shadow toward what God has waiting for us; all we gotta do is “Be faithful unto death.”(Revelation 2:10);
(2)We can focus on what we hope(!) for, at those moments when what we see or hear—or what we can no longer see or hear—brings us to our knees in grief or anguish;
(3)We can fall at the feet of a loving God in prayer, even when our grief robs us of the words with which to do so, because He really can(!) “listen to our hearts”.