Robert Jeffery Wolcott

Ahhh memories of one of the most gentle souls I have ever had the honor to know in this life. Though they were but short, they were sweet. When I think about Jeff, I think about the times he gave me shelter and a purpose in his home in S.F. I met him through a mutual friend and became like a bee to nectar when I got to know him. I was a young lost, hurt girl with no one to care for me, but Jeff did. He counseled me when I was really down on myself. He made me feel important and special. I...

I just came upon this sad news of Jeff's passing, as I was looking up the deaths of his parents, Carl and Mildred. I first met Jeff in San Francisco, as he was re-creating this wonderful Victorian penthouse in Presidio Heights. I fell in love with this creation of Jeff's, and moved into the home in 1979. I spent 13 very meaningful years in this special place, and had many visits with Jeff as he was building it for me. As you know, Jeff was a very spiritual, peaceful, loving young man, and it...

I found out about Jeff's passing about a year after I had left San Francisco where I had met Jeff. I had no idea that Jeff was even sick and I was in shock to learn that he had passed. I was not in such a good place when we met and I was young. I had met Jeff through a friend whom was also a roommate of his and had graciously given me a job as I was homeless. I think when Jeff met me, being the compassionate and caring man that he was, took an interest in me and tried to help me by giving me...