Dwight Clifford Robb
February 27, 1922 – July 31, 2020
Dwight Clifford Robb, age 98, born in Des Moines, Iowa on February 27, 1922, passed away July 31, 2020 at the Carriage Inn in Lake Jackson, Texas.
He is preceded in death by his birth parents, Perry and Jane Singleton Pemberton, his adoptive parents, George and Amy Hillman Robb, sisters, Alice Robb, Shirley Pemberton Albert and Betty Ann Robb MacMillan, and brothers, Hugh Wayne Robb and Glenn Pemberton.
He is survived by his wife of 74 years, Maxine Eloise Hoskins Robb of Lake Jackson, TX; son Michael Robb and his wife Sharon of Scribner, NE; daughter Patti Snyder and her husband Roland of Lake Jackson, TX; son James Robb of Woodbridge, VA; many grandchildren, great-grandchildren, nieces and nephews and one great-great-grandchild.
Dwight was a curious person; he always wanted to know how things worked. At the age of 12 he read a book about building crystal radios, and then built one. He took it to school and got a desk by the window so he could hook his antenna to the radiator. He put his ear bud in and proceeded to listen to the World Series. Not having seen a crystal radio before, it took awhile for the teacher to figure out what was going on. Then, of course, everyone wanted to know what the score was.
A few years later, rural Scott County, IA was getting electricity. Dwight read up on the subject and was about the most knowledgeable person for miles around on this newfangled 120 volt, 60 cycle electricity. Dwight, being the kind hearted soul he was, helped many farmers safely bring electricity onto their farms and put it to use.
When WWII started, Dwight was drafted into the Army. He rode the Queen Mary to England on her first voyage under US command and overfilled with GI’s. Years later he took his family to visit the Queen at her berth in Long Beach, CA and showed them his assigned bunk. That was the first time Dwight had ever talked about any of his experiences in the war with his family. In years after that, he would talk about some of his good memories, cooking for the “Guy’s”, driving on the Red Ball Express, visiting Paris, his time in England before D Day.
On D Day plus one, Dwight went across the beach at Normandy as a member of Battery C of the 552nd AAA Battalion. He was assigned to a water cooled 50 caliber machine gun crew and that was his job for the rest of the war. He earned five Battle Stars during the war and then spent six months in occupied Germany before he was brought home and honorably discharged. Not long after Dwight got back to Iowa he married his sweetheart Eloise and they soon started a family.
Dwight and Eloise bought a farm in Scott County, IA to raise their young family on. Dwight worked at Alcoa on night shift and on the farm on day shift. He raised pedigree polled Herefords that would come when he called them and white-tailed deer that would just ignore him because they knew he wouldn’t hurt them. Dwight had an amazing touch with animals; they could just sense that he was not a threat. He had a flock of over 50 Whistling-Ducks that would come to feed in his Lake Jackson backyard. If he took out a bucket of feed, the ones on the ground would move away a little, but they wouldn’t fly away.
Dwight was a 70 year member of the IBEW. He started working for Alcoa Aluminum helping to build the rolling mill at Davenport, IA. After construction, he worked in the plant he helped build for over 25 years as a plant electrician. To this day, “Robbie” stories are still being told at the Davenport Alcoa plant. He was that kind of person; remarkable, memorable, a better friend could not be found.
And now we are left to morn Dwight’s passing in private. Due to the COVID-19 pandemic, there will be no gathering of friends and family to celebrate Dwight’s life and no well-earned final salute from the American Legion. At a later date, there will be a grave side service at the Davenport Memorial Park, in Davenport, Iowa.
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Dwight Clifford Robb
August 5, 2020
We weren't just neighbors...we were family. When we first moved into our home as a young couple with a toddler yall made it clear your names were maw and paw. You became family and will always be our beloved paw. You watched my family grow and were often an extra set of eyes. You loved chatting when you got the mail or the paper and the kids loved seeing their paw. If we were sick maw would send you over with some soup. If it was one of our birthdays we always knew you would be bringing a special gift. You loved seeing the kids in their Halloween costumes and always said the big kid needs a piece of candy to (speaking about me). You always told us it's hell when you get old. But I have peace knowing you are walking the streets of gold now in no pain without a cane , walker or scooter. We love you and you will be greatly missed. Gone but not forgotten. Always in our hearts.
August 4, 2020
I live in Lake Jackson and I have a sister that lives at Carriage Inn. I did not know your family member, Mr. Robb, but reading his obituary was such a blessing . The more I learned about him, the more I wish I could have met him and heard his life story in person . You must be so very proud of him. What an exceptionally smart man, a generous friend and neighbor, a dedicated worker, amazingly brave soldier and surely a role model for young men everywhere. Thank you for sharing his story.
July 31, 2020
I remember being stuck between dad and grandpa at the dinner table. They would tag team against me. One would distract me while the other would steal my food. My food was never safe around them.