Robert Gene Robinson

Robert Gene Robinson was born on June 6, 1928 in a small town- Ute, Iowa. He passed away on March 13, 2017. He is survived by his wife of 71 years, Virginia, daughter Susan, son Larry (deceased) and son Jeff. He has 9 grandchildren and 9 great-grandchildren

His life mainly consisted of work. He was a self-employed contractor and had his own business, RG Robinson Remodeling. He was a perfectionist at his work and when he completed a job he would grade himself A, B, C. Many times he would have his wife come help clean up after completing his job and the client would express their home was cleaner than before he started. Also, when he really didn’t want a job he would give a very high bid instead of saying, “NO”, hoping they wouldn’t want him but most of the time they did. Toward the end of his career he hung a lot of doors for Frank Lumber, The Door Store in North City. He received many compliments from their customers including a letter we have with some of his favorite belongings here today.

He retired around the age of 76. He loved the sun and on a sunny day you could find him in his favorite lawn chair in the back yard. He also enjoyed going to the ocean and taking short trips. On our last trip to Rockaway Beach, Oregon we were on our way home about 10 miles out and Dad commented “Where’s my teeth?” I started laughing and said “Aren’t they in your mouth?” He knew we would be stopping for breakfast and would need them so we stopped on the side of the road, digging through the back of the car, looking for his teeth and with success we found them.

He was known for his barbecued chicken legs and doctored-up ranch dressing. He loved doing it for others. Family, friends and neighbors were always warmly welcomed by offering a cup of coffee or some Martinelli Cider, which is on your tables in his memory.

Mom and Dad were members of the Westminster Assembly of God Church for over 20 years. He served as a pall bearer many times, considering it an honor.

He had a cute, dry sense of humor with a quick remark and smile on his face. When I would ask what he would like for a gift he would always say “A million dollars” with a twinkle. His last 15 years were riddled with chronic nerve pain in his right arm, so we would ask “How are you doing today?” he would always say “I’m still breathing.”

He loved the Lord. We would find him raising his hands in prayer as he watched Christian TV. He also loved watching WWII movies, westerns and Judge Judy as a pastime.

His last act of kindness, the night before he died, he tried to put socks on Mom because her feet were cold. True love. We were truly blessed by his life and will miss him deeply.

Arrangements under the direction of Acacia Memorial Park & Funeral Home, Seattle, Washington.