We had great times didn't we Tami? I remeber the day that photo was taken. God Bless
Dear Bob, you are gone away from us but never forgotten..
We love you
Dearest Robert: you are missed in our hearts. Thank you for serving our country. Fly with the Eagles and with God! Love Stephanie
You are so missed dear Robert! Our hearts ache for you. Now you are free of pain and in the arms of God. Love Stephanie
Thank you Bonlyn...we were married for 34 years....our anniversary would be the 15th of this month. I miss him so. Thanks for remembering my Bob. Happy holidays Tami
I was looking for old friends online and looked Bob up-so sorry to learn of his death. I knew him in the 60's when he was at University of Louisville and he had his Austin H. great partties at St.James Court in Louisville. many fond memories - I will always remember him as my only friend born in China! My best to you Tami.
Bonalyn Cossitt Hamilton,N.Y.
I still miss you Bob....you gave me the time of my life. Love Tami
Happy Birthday Robert...you are missed. Love Step
You always loved candles...a prayer for you Bob, and I know Tami will be at Mt Carmel Church to light a candle. Your family on earth misses you! Love, Step
I love you and miss you sweetheart. Til we meet again. Tami
Ms. Tami know that you are loved and thought of all the time.. continue to be encouraged. Love you much
Dear Robert: So proudly you served our country. Till we meet again. Thank you. Love Step
Bob, You humor and easy style will be truly missed! You were a great guy and great friend. God Bless!
My contact with Robert (Uncle Robert, but I can't remember calling him that) in my adult life was not often. Yet, I remember the last time I spoke with him. It was about two years ago. While teaching in France, a guest speaker, a professor from Brown University, was preparing to talk to a class about American literature. Before the lecture, I casually mentioned that my dad and his brother lived in Memphis at about the same time as he, letting him know of our last name, Whitacre. I left the room and a minute later, the professor hustled after me down the hall, and said, “Did you say Bobby Whitacre? He was my brother's and my best friend in junior high. I remember the day he moved to Nashville. We cried for a week.” They had lived a block away from each other and it even turned out that the professor's mother and Maw were golfing buddies who played the tournaments together in Tennessee. I called Robert in Santa Barbara and told him the story. Over the last few weeks I have thought often of him and memories of passages of time keep coming through my mind. I can see him smoking cigarettes and laughing with Maw and Pots on the back porch in Nashville when I was around five. I remember him counseling my father to “be cool” when they were pulled over by a policeman during the days surrounding Pots's funeral. I can recall when he met Tami while they were both in West Palm “at the station.” And, I'll always remember the time I visited Maw over a college Spring Break when Robert and Tami had been caring for her after her back surgery, and he thanked me for giving them a little respite. Once, in my married life, Janice and I met up with Robert and Tami at a coffee shop in Santa Barbara while we were driving though. On the departure, I'd like to imagine we gave each other the traditional Whitacre farewell of “bu-bup!” (the honking of the horn twice), while pulling away. With that, I say bu-bup Uncle Robert, knowing he will be missed here and welcomed in eternity.
ROBERTO! Beloved Brother-in-Law. Many thanks for the memories. We love you and will miss your indomitable take on life. Now you know all about it, and I know you'll keep on keeping on as you always did. 'Till we meet again---Adieu and God Bless.
Dear Uncle Robert, My earliest memories are of being with you in Nashville for holidays and visits in West Palm Beach. I remember you always laughing and smiling and telling stories. I also know as I grew older I thought of you as larger than life when you worked on my favorite shows growing up: The Jeffersons, One Day At a Time, Wonder Woman, Charlie's Angels......walking along Hollywood Blvd. on Halloween with you and Tami and my mom, and going to The Brown Derby of course. Thank you for the fun memories, you will be missed by many. Xoxoxo, Love always, Paige
Yes, I know,that you are "Bob" to the rest of the world. But, for some reason, Little Brother, you were always Robert to me. Maybe it's because very few called you that...your name only for me.
The death of someone you love makes you have a good look at youself, questioning and loving and wishing for time and a chance to do more. I'm not sure I realized the depth of my feeling for Robert until his passing on to his greater reward. God knows, Robert, your brother loves you!
Robert and I had the good fortune of growing up and bonding in our younger years and we got to spend many vacations staying at each other's homes. Being the elder Cousin, he used his wisdom and kindness to help me grow into a responsible adult. I will always remember Robert's humor and the friendship that he showed towards me and I will miss him dearly.
Bob I will miss you .You had a gert sence of humer. You made me laugh . You were a very nice guy .
We met and became the best of friends back in the days of WPTV-5 in West Palm Beach, there were so many good days spent together, even thou you moved away we are still friends/family, God bless you Tami for the good times and what some would call the bad times, just remember that weeping endures for a moment but joy comes in the morning.. We love you, Pat & Lewis
Robert: you always loved candles, however you knew how to light up everyone's life. I miss you,,,I turn the corner and think, yes Bob is looking out for everyone. Thank you for your nurturing of Jon and Marissa and of course your lovely wife (my sister) Tami. I will miss your humour, your strength, your always perfect grammar, listening to the blues on radio, playing your harmonica, your watching the Lakers, and your smile, See you with the angels, Love Stephanie
Bob, you always loved candles...however you have been the light of so many lives. I so loved your sense of humour, proper grammar and constant caring will be missed.
The following words remind me of you. How you helped me and gave strength and love to Jon and Marissa.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I did not die.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Author: Mary Elizabeth Frye
Tami - I am so sorry to hear of Bob's passing. So many great memories of working with you and Bob at WFLX. May the love of friends and family carry you through this difficult time.
I had a great time working with Bob and Tami back in the 80`s at WPTV. Sorry to hear of his passing.
You helped me in my time of trouble - took me from Riviera Beach and put me in Palm Beach. Collaborating with you and Tami was always rewarding on both a professional and personal level.
You little brother,
Ralph...Bob knew you were talented and he was right. Love to you from
Bob is a great mentor, he helped me out with bunch stuff I was "stressing" when I first started in TV. Bob, made mundane shoots a lot of fun. Be Blessed, Bob, you and your lovely wife Tami and family. You touched so many lives as well as mine.
Bob we will Miss you
Don and Patty
Sweetheart you gave me the time of my life. I miss you very much. I will make you proud of what I do with the rest of my life. Your loving wife, Tami.
Love you Uncle Bob! What a wonderful life you had and I feel so fortunate to have been a part of it. Swoop-swoop!