April 3, 1977 - June 8, 2021
Robert Edward Bishop Jr. passed away on Tuesday June 8th, with his fiancé Jillian Brooks by his side. He was 44 years old. After a year of swimming in hand sanitizer and occasionally wearing a scuba mask to collect groceries, he would want you to know it was not from COVID 19. He survived a global pandemic just to be taken out by a heart attack, the irony would not be lost on him.
Rob was born on April 3rd, 1977 to Bob and Donna Bishop in Dallas, Texas. He is survived by his loving parents, his twin brother Bryan, his younger sister Holly and his niece and nephew, Lillie and Austin.
Growing up on the mean streets of Rowlett/Rockwall, Rob would be called the Preacher for his skills in diffusing fights. He would also spend his formative years bringing home all kinds of reptiles and mammals and then "releasing" them into his parents' backyard or pool. A raccoon and opossum were followed by alligators, turtles, and an endless parade of snakes in trash cans.
Rob was a self-taught graphic designer who worked his way up from a printing shop to work at some of the most prestigious architecture firms in the world. He worked in the Venues department at HKS where he was instrumental in winning projects like Globe Life Field, Vikings Stadium and SoFi Stadium. He touched almost every project that went through his department and every person in it, sometimes indirectly via a miscalculated nerf gun dart. He was the guy. The guy who would pause his three deadlines to photoshop the entire team as individual muppets. The guy you go to when your computer screen turns blue. The guy who would fly to Dubai, or London, or Regina and stay up all night finishing the edits to the presentation while the rest of the team slept off their jet lag.
In his daily 12 minutes of free time, Rob enjoyed kayaking and fishing on White Rock Lake, playing with his two cattle dog menaces, Luna and Ash, and leaving the fridge door open to annoy his fiancé. He had a life long love of Star Trek and Star Wars, from watching with his Dad as a kid, and loved to make models of any and all spaceships, sometimes multiple times. He also subjected his fiancé to watching and rewatching every single season of the Star Trek franchise, which she secretly loved. While seeming to consist almost entirely on starbursts and Mrs. Bairds donuts, Rob was actually a wonderful cook. Smoking meats and grilling steaks constantly on his backyard grills, to the jealously of neighbors, and concocting elaborate mid week quarantine lunches.
A celebration of life is planned for Friday, June 18th at White Rock Park. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to For Love of the Lake or the White Rock Lake Conservancy.
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Published by Dallas Morning News on Jun. 13, 2021.