Robert Shannon Moore

Robert “Bobby” Shannon Moore, 63, of Richardson, TX, a lover of life, good food, music, sports, pets, especially dogs, and singing, died suddenly of heart failure on Saturday, May 23, 2026. He passed away just minutes after giving a karaoke performance, singing “You Gotta Serve Somebody,” by Bob Dylan, a heartfelt song dealing with the personal choice of good or evil. Karaoke was a passion of Bobby’s where he could pursue some of his favorite things – singing, while making people smile, laugh or even think.

Bobby was a lot of things to a lot of people – but mostly he would want to be remembered as a loving father to his two sons Max, who tragically passed away in 2020, and Sam, 18. They were everything to him and at the end of the day they knew it. And his big personality and charm also won over “most” of all the rest of us who knew and loved him, whether we liked it or not!

Bobby was born in Mobile, Alabama on October 28, 1962 on a now defunct Air Force base called Brookley, the sixth and final child of Lewis and Sara Moore, who preceded him in death. He was the baby of the bunch, known as Little Bobby to all in the family, cute and shy, but when he grew into Big Bobby out came the personality to boot. Bobby and his family arrived in Richardson in June, 1969 when he was just six, about to be seven, and he lived there most of the time in the ensuing years, except for a brief time in the Atlanta, Georgia in the 1990’s.

Like most in his family he was a huge fan of the Cowboys, Mavericks and Rangers. He also cheered loudly for the Alabama Crimson Tide, and loved to talk about his love and hate for all of his teams most all the time, win or lose.

He also loved selling. He sold such things as cars and computers along the way, but he excelled at selling roofs. He owned and operated a successful roofing company, Logic Roofing, for over 10 years until he was stricken with throat cancer and the scourge of Covid hit, but he persevered and overcame the cancer and had returned to roof sales in recent years and was gradually working his way back. It seemed he always worked his way back. And in that vein, he was also working his way back in his fight against addiction, which, sadly, he struggled with most of his adult life. He was in recovery for almost five years at the time of his death, becoming a big part of his local AA group and serving as a sponsor, encouraging others to stay sober; something, by all accounts, he did very well. He saw himself in those he helped, knowing that despite all the mistakes and broken promises that addiction brings, that we should be judged mainly by what is at our core, and with Bobby it boiled down to simply always trying to do the right thing (by the way, one of his favorite movies).

He was drawn to movies that centered on character depth and emotion, movies with a message, and insight. He also loved comedies, but usually ones that also tugged at your heartstrings. It seemed he was always at the Angelika Theater. His most recent recommendation

was a small movie called “Train Dreams,” a story of loss and reclamation, two themes right in his wheelhouse. With music it was pretty much across the board, rock, blues, soul, jazz. Some of his favorite artists were the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, Bruce Springsteen, Stevie Wonder, Al Green, Otis Redding, and, of course, Bob Dylan.

Over the years, he had developed a huge appreciation for the pioneering Blues artists of the early 20th Century and would seek out their birthplaces and back stories. It played into both his love of music and history. Wherever he went, Bobby would seek out a museum or any other historical place or marker along the way. Now, he leaves his marker.

He is immediately survived by his son, Sam Moore, his ex-wife, and Sam’s mother, Lana McKinney Moore and her partner Brad Martin; his siblings, Ric Moore and his wife, Suzanne of Richardson; Steve Moore of Richardson; Robyn Wells and her partner Lavin Cuddihee of South Carolina; Merry Moore of Richardson; and nephews, Jeff Moore of Houston, Aaron Moore and his wife and daughter, Lauren and Mia, of Richardson; Matt Wells of Austin and Kevin Wells, of New York City; many cousins in South Georgia and elsewhere; a long line of friends across the spectrum of work and play; and a special new friend, Wardo Sessums, who was with him when he died and by all witness accounts tried valiantly to save his life by giving a determined CPR effort. Besides his son and parents, he was also preceded in death by his brother Randy in 2009.

Funeral services are being conducted by Ted Dickey West Funeral Home in Dallas with the viewing scheduled there for Monday, June 1, at 6 p.m. A memorial service will be held the following day, June 2, at 1 p.m. at the Dallas Bible Church, 15765 Hillcrest Road, Dallas, TX.