Robert Gregory Mangold (Bob) died peacefully at his home on Sunday, May 24, 2015 surrounded by family and friends after a valiant struggle with colon cancer. Bob is survived by his brothers: Jack Mangold and his wife Nancy of Chevy Chase, Maryland: Howard Mangold of Portsmouth; Bob's sister, Merrie Mangold Warner and husband Bob of Rye; his niece, Heather Mangold and husband Kevin Drohan of Portsmouth; nephews Gabriel Mangold of Irmo, South Carolina and Robinson Warner of New Orleans, Louisiana and grandniece Lilyanne Margaret Mangold-Drohan. He also leaves many cousins and his Aunt Ginnie of Erie, PA. Bob was born in Baltimore, Maryland, August 8, 1946 to John Mangold and Margaret Andersen Mangold. He then joined many increasingly mobile Americans and moved to Natick, Massachusetts, Dallas, Texas and finally New Providence, New Jersey, where he graduated from high school. As a child Bob was known and mostly admired for his strong sense of pursuing what he believed was true. His brothers and sister remember fondly some of his exploits: wearing green Dickies work clothes to school when everyone else was wearing designer clothes; taking appliances apart and not quite getting them back together again; trapping muskrats in the Passaic river in suburban New Jersey, and producing films, using Super 8 technology, such as "The Monster from the Green Swamp" and other equally memorable titles! After a brief stint at college, Bob was drafted into the Army at the height of the war in Vietnam. Bob's view of what is true and the Army's version came into conflict. The Army didn't have a chance. Bob explained he would be happy to participate in their club; he just wouldn't shoot anybody. The Army tried to convince him otherwise. After about 6 months, the Army admitted that Bob had a point and suggested that he return home! Bob did so and moved to NH at the suggestion of his older brother Jack. In New Hampshire, and for awhile, Union, Maine, Bob found his true home. He quickly settled into the Seacoast, and with his naturally gregarious and friendly nature, Bob quickly acquired a large circle of friends and kept them close until his death. He entered the construction industry and participated in the development of the Haven and Whipple School condominium conversionsamong the first in the Seacoast. Over time he started Atlantic Design Resources, a business for sprinkler systems designed to save lives in the event of a residential fire. He successfully ran this business up to the present. Along the way Bob acquired (and divorced) three wives, a series of pickup trucks, three much loved goats (one named after his mother and another named Thunderbelly), a reputation for helping friends and family, a talent for tap dancing like his father and grandfather and an abiding affection for elephants. He would often get worked up about big, impending storms, thinking they would all be hurricanes or blizzards. He loved sushi and his family's special birthday "family cake". But his deep love was reserved for sailing. Bob spent much of his time repairing his various boats and, when possible, sailing them. His current boat gave him a great deal of pleasure, which he shared with his friends so generously that it seemed the sloop, Sangoma was communal property, and that it came with Bob as crew! His dockside August birthday parties aboard his boats were legendary. Bob loved Portsmouth but often felt that it was losing its small town New England feeling to "outside" interests and a misplaced penchant for development. It wasn't hard to illicit a heated response from him on this topic. He was appreciated by his brother Howard's five year old granddaughter Lilyanne, who particularly liked that Bob would dye Easter eggs with her, even well after Easter. She also enjoyed his tap dancing shows, jumping off his boat slip into the water and his unforgettable readings from his favorite piece of literature: The Fart Book. There were also many things you could count on from Bob such as: "Pull my finger," which would occasion a loud fart like noise. Then there was the request to "come to the foot of the stairs"and if you were so foolish or forgetful to actually do so, he would pelt you with dirty laundrychuckling the whole time. Another well known secret about Bob was he loved to shop. Not random shopping, but very specific, targeted areas: Macy's houseware department and anywhere in Home Depot. There was never a new, innovative tool or a high end kitchen appliance for which Bob couldn't find a use. But what really comes to mind when thinking of Bob is his unfailing generosity. He looked after his elderly Mom for many years. On any given weekend, if not working on his boat, you would find him helping someone do something that involved fixing something, moving something or rescuing someone. It seems that Bob was always available when anybody needed help. No matter his other accomplishments, there was always one thing you could count on his large, generous and caring heart, which will be dearly missed by many. A celebration of Bob's life will be held on Sunday, June 14 at 51 Durham Point Road in Durham, New Hampshire at 3:00 P.M. Memorial contributions can be made to The Elephant Sanctuary in Hohenwald, Tennessee (elephants.com).