Robert James "Robbie" Bratton began his earthly life on Oct. 3, 1994, at Merle West Medical Center. He was called to his heavenly home on Dec. 21, 2012.
He is survived by his parents, mother Christina and step-father Scott Pomeroy and father Robert Bratton (Robbie always called his father "Pops"); brother Gus; sisters Katti and her friend Eddie, Samantha and Sarah; godparents Kathy and Bob Evans; grandparents Bertra Bratton, Jim and Madge Martin and Bob and Bev Pomeroy; numerous aunts, uncles and cousins; former teachers; and many wonderful friends, including his best pals Alex, Josh and Tyler.
Robbie attended Head Start, Stearns, Brixner, Henley and Mazama schools. He always considered himself "The Redneck Rebel."
When Robbie was around 15 years old, his cousin Gabrielle gave him her old Ford Ranger truck. The only thing that didn't need replacing was the frame. Uncle Jake provided the small auto parts that he needed, Bob Myers gave him a great deal on a transmission and his Pops' friends provided an engine. Scott and Robbie worked long hours rebuilding that engine and, by the time he turned 16, "The Danger Ranger" was ready to roll. Robbie had the need to make his truck his own so he and Pops did the necessary welding and installed spotlights on top of the truck cab and Tyler Cox and his dad fabricated the front bumper. The transmission was to be for his senior project. He enjoyed spending time renovating that old truck.
Many times, Robbie would come home after hanging out with friends with the truck covered in mud and usually broken; mind you, it was only two-wheel drive. Because of this, it always required constant attention. Many people would come to his rescue, including but not limited to: Tyler, Alex, Josh, and, of course, continued help and guidance from both his fathers. Robbie would go to Silverton at least once a year to his uncle Joe and aunt Cindi Morrison's home. He always had a great time there, working, learning the family business and hanging out with his cousins Jed, Josh and Jamie. He much appreciated the generous paychecks. They always came in handy when the truck needed to be fixed.
Robbie enjoyed hunting, fishing and camping. Family friend Charley Thurston would always round up Scott, Gus and Robbie to go bird hunting. Robbie enjoyed this very much and would talk about the great time they had. More than once, Robbie and Alex would go camping on their own. It may not have been the perfect campsite, but they would always have a blast. During the winter, as soon as the pasture snow was deep enough, Robbie would hitch up the big sled to the back of the lawn mower and spend the day pulling his siblings, niece and anyone else, who happened to show up, wanting to join in the fun.
Robbie loved his brother and sisters and would always tease, joke and give them rides and they loved him. Robbie would visit his grandma Madge frequently to lend a hand: shovel snow, grocery shopping, working in the yard and many other things. This past summer, he obtained a job with Wong Potatoes. At one time, he said he may not have saved any money, but it was the best summer he had. He was also learning how to work on computers with Ed Medina. Robbie was so full of life and always tried to keep it simple. Robbie was a kind, thoughtful and respectful young man and a faithful friend to all who knew him.
Robbie was preceded in death by his grandfather Hubert Bratton and uncle Mike Morrison.
Viewing will be Wednesday, Jan. 2, 2013, at Davenport's Chapel of the Good Shepherd, 2680 Memorial Drive, from 2 to 6 p.m. for those who would like to say a personal goodbye. Funeral services will be at 2 p.m. Jan. 5, 2013, at Peace Memorial Presbyterian Church, 4431 S. Sixth St. in Klamath Falls.