Robert "Bob" Torrescano Jr.
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Robert "Bob" Torrescano, Jr., 65, passed away on Saturday, January 23, 2021 at home surrounded by his family.

Bob grew up in Hinesville and he spent most of his adult life in Tallahassee, FL. He was a member of Faith Presbyterian Church where he was a deacon. He worked for over 30 years for the State of Florida Department of Corrections.

He was preceded in death by his parents, Bob and Helen Torrescano.

He is survived by his wife of 30 years, Stacey Torrescano; son, Joseph Torrescano; sister and brother-in-law, Leroy and Donita Strickland; brother and sister-in-law, Greg and Belinda Torrescano; along with several nieces and nephews.

Graveside services were held on Tuesday, January 26, 2021 in Flemington Presbyterian Church Cemetery.

In lieu of flowers, Bob's family suggests remembrances be made to Faith Presbyterian Church, 2200 N. Meridian Road, Tallahassee, FL 32303.

Arrangements are provided by Carter Funeral Home Oglethorpe Chapel. To share a memory or leave a condolence, please visit

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Published in Coastal Courier from Jan. 26 to Feb. 2, 2021.
Graveside service
Flemington Presbyterian Church Cemetery
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January 29, 2021
May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.
January 28, 2021
No one who met "Bobby" would ever forget him. He was among my first students at Bradwell. He wore his hair much longer than most of his fellow male counterparts at school so he had something of a hippie persona.

I should not have done it but one day I saw him walking down the sidewalk in Savannah. Like many of my fellow teachers, I was trying to augment my income. I was working as a bank guard near Abercorn and Victory. With my uniform, hat, dark glasses and pistol at a distance one could have taken me for a law-enforcement officer. Using the command voice I had been trained to utilize as an army officer, I yelled at some distance, "Come here, Long-Hair!" Initially he balked with the question, "Me?" Soon he came in a trot. When he got close enough to recognize me, he took a big sigh of relief and then began laughing. He was a good man. I should not have done that, Donita.
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