Hobart McWhorter

Hobart was the meaning of FUN !!!

What a great man!

So sorry. Such a lovely gentleman!

When thinking of my grandfather, so many good memories come to mind. Specifically my visits to their house. Chief would welcome me with a very big bear hug. Then insist on a game of Gin. Even though every time he would crush me it was still fun. He would sing Gonna Fly Now by rocky. Except you had no idea because of how out of tune it was. If you knew Chief, you know he loved to tease people. After a game of gin, he would attempt to trip me. But if I ever truly tripped he would catch me. Most...

I always teased my uncle that he was responsible for the five most dreaded words in the English language: "Are you related to Hobart?" But really it was like sharing a gene pool with Winston Churchill, even if he and I did not always defend the same beaches. No matter what the odds against you were, you felt like Hobart would always show up and make it right. Or as he once reassured a nervous client on a big case in Pittsburgh, "There ain´t never been a horse that couldn´t be rode, and never...

Hobart will be missed. I am glad I had the opportunity to meet him.

May your memories of the wonderful times you shared with your loved one comfort you and your family, today and always.

Hobart was indeed a priceless gem! He was beloved, respected, and admired by all who knew him. I´m grateful to have had the opportunity to work with him at Bradley even if only for a short time in the grand scheme of things. My sincere thoughts, prayers and condolences go out to Ellen and the entire McWhorter family. .

I'll never forget meeting Hobart for the first time. Already in his 70s, he proudly and loudly declared himself to be "Hobart McWhorter, 1L at UVA." That began a friendship that lasted almost 20 years. Hobart was fiercely loyal, he loved to tell fish stories, and he could always make me laugh. He was truly one of a kind. Rest in Peace, Hobart.