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Norman Daniel Cobb
Born February 28, 1935 - September 6, 2021
Norman Daniel Cobb passed away on Monday, September 6, 2021, after an extended illness. He was 86. Norman was born on February 28, 1935, on Cobb Street in Port Norris, NJ.
Norman met his wife of 65 years, Dorothy Ann (nee Murray), on April 1, 1955, on a blind date, and they married October 30 that same year. They have three daughters, Rachel M. Cobb, Dawn M. Cobb-Fossnes and Lisa M. Kincaid; two sons-in-law, Tor Fossnes and Kenneth Kincaid; two granddaughters, Alyssa Martinez (Jose) and Amber Worley; and three great-grandchildren, Makayla, Daniel and Jay, as well as many nieces and nephews.
In his youth, Norman started working at a young age to help support his family. He delivered newspapers in Port Norris and also worked for a time at the Dorchester shipyard. Another job was working at his sister’s family summer camp, Indian Branch Park, in Hammonton, NJ. He also enjoyed being active in the local Boy Scouts program. In fact, he was very proud of his uniform and donated it to the Port Norris Historical Society.
Norman graduated from Millville High School in 1953. After graduation, he went to school at the Spring Garden Institute in Philadelphia to become a draftsman. He worked for the New Jersey Bell Telephone Company for 14 years as a draftsman. But he hated working inside and when the opportunity came, he worked outside as a lineman for 20 years.
After early retirement from NJ Bell, he then worked at various construction-type jobs, including for Ed Horseman of Millville, NJ, building and remodeling houses until he really retired. Even then, he helped on his daughter’s farm, Weedy Acres, and, of course, tackled many home projects. Norman was always finding something to keep him busy.
Norman was enthusiastic about life. He enjoyed being outside and taking bus trips with his wife and long weekends to Lancaster County. He loved the Bird-in-Hand restaurant. At Christmas time, he went all out decorating, especially the front yard. Each year, he would climb and place a star atop an 80-foot evergreen at the house, which the couple planted many years ago and was one of their first Christmas trees.
In the 1970s and 1980s, Norman and Dorothy ran the youth group at the Bridgeton Assembly of God on Indian Ave. in Bridgeton, NJ. Norman was honored as the father of the year a couple of times. He was also a deacon for many years and was still a member of the church at the time of his passing. Norman was always willing to help and loved chatting with everyone.
His parents, Edgar Henry Baxter Cobb and Beulah Mae (nee Keller) Cobb; his brothers, Henry, Frank and Ty Cobb; and his sisters, Anna Mae Morgan and Ruth Gifford, are all predeceased.
The visitation before the service will be at 9:00 a.m. – 11:00 a.m. on Saturday, September 18, 2021. The funeral service will begin at 11:00 a.m. The family will be there to welcome friends and relatives. Please wear a mask. Covid policies will be followed.
Burial will be at the Porchtown Zion Methodist Church, 220 Porchtown Rd, Newfield, NJ 08344 at
Please send memorial donations to the Port Norris Historical Society, PO Box 187, Port Norris, NJ 08349 or portnorris.org; Transformation Church (formerly Bridgeton Assembly of God), 424 Indian Ave., Bridgeton, NJ 08302; or a charity of your choice in his memory.
My Dad September 6, 2021
Rachel CobbI have been trying to figure out what to post all day. It is not easy to say goodbye to a parent. My dad, Norman D. Cobb, left this earth this morning. The staff at Elmer hospital was the very, very best. We were so lucky to have so much time with dad these last couple of weeks. So today, I was trying to reflect on all the things he did that I'll never forget. I'll share a few. Dad liked to be funny. He said he was allowed to be corny because he was a Cobb. Get it?
When we were in college and moving around so much, he would answer the phone, "you call we haul." When I came up with yet another project on the farm, he would just say, when do you want to start. He helped me around this place so much! And besides the projects, we chased the pigs all over the place, and the goat, Ralph! Ralph knocked dad down hard... even in the hospital, I mentioned what trouble Ralph has been up to, and dad said, "He is bad." I could not have traveled all these years with the farm without dad taking care of the house and animals.
When I became involved in the Port Norris Historical Society, he was so pleased. Since he was born on Cobb Street in PN, he always said, don't forget you will always have Port Norris mud on your boots!
Dad taught me I could fix anything. He taught me how to use a chain saw and cut down a tree, and split wood. He taught me to use what I have, think outside the box. There is always a way to make things work. Never be wasteful. Even in recent months, he asked me, do you need help? I would say yes, and he said what time. I said, how about 9 tomorrow morning?. He would say okay. But of course, that was not happening any longer. It was just now our thing. Funny, he died at 9:04 am today.