September 25, 1941 – July 7, 2019
Bob Miller was a bright shiny light when you were around him. He had a witty sense of humor and always loved to tell a joke to anyone who would listen. And, even to those who would not! He loved to laugh, and most of all, make others laugh. He was always on the lookout for that perfect joke or funny story to share. If he felt it was a really good one, he might share it again and again…while spontaneously busting out into laughter the as if it was the first time he heard it. His laughter could fill the room. He had a great laugh; an infectious kind of laugh that made your side hurt, especially when he cracked his own self up!
Bob had a strong presence about him. He was a good man. Kindness is a rare thing these days, but he always had a ready smile and a kind word for all he encountered. He was always watching out for others, standing guard, and standing in the gap. If there was a need, Bob was there to lend a hand. He had a great gift of making others around him feel comfortable, welcomed, and appreciated. Bob Miller was a man of strong character, integrity, and irresistible charm. Bob reached out to everyone, no one was a stranger to him. He enjoyed good conversations; “old men telling stories”; and lifting people up with his support and contagious laughter.
Bob adored the game of baseball. He played at Murrah High School in Jackson and also semiprofessionally for the US Navy. He continued to be active with the sport, playing on community teams and “Over 50” teams. Moreover, he enjoyed Houston Astro games and never missed a World Series – one of the highlights of his year!
Bob loved life on the water. Whether it was the fishing trips in Texas or the Waterskiing trips in Flint Creek, they were always magical. He loved catching bass, brim, and picnicking with those he loved. From sunrise to sunset, eating watermelon and getting sun burned did not deter him and his family from waking up the next day to do it all over again.
Golf was a passion for Bob. He played many courses. Whether it was “3 Dollar” wagers or tree branches as trophies – he and his golfing buddies at Hillsdale made indelible memories. He made his first hole-in-one on a course in his daughter’s neighborhood in Georgia. Watching golf on TV (especially if he didn’t dose off for a nap) and never missing a Master’s Tournament was among his favorite things.
Bob’s adventurous side took him from small town to small town on his canary yellow Goldwing Trike. A devoted member of the Cheerios Motorcycle Club, he forged lifelong friendships and unbreakable bonds as they searched out new sights and good places to relax and enjoy lunch. A highlight for him was to travel from Coast to Coast, stopping by many National Parks along the way. Sickness could not slow Bob, he completed a trip to Canada and parts of the Northeast before his health required him to return home.
He served in the United States Navy and retired from US Food Service as a Transportation Distribution Manager. Bob Miller was born into Eternal Life on July 7, 2019 in 77th year. A husband, father, brother, mentor, and friend to many. Left to cherish the memories of Bob are his wife and sweetheart of 51 years, Jessie Rawls Miller; his loving daughter, Myra Bodie Miller; his cherished brother, Carl Miller. Preceding him in death are his parents, Roy Miller, Josie Yeager Miller; his stepfather, Jim Burney; and his son, Michael Allen Bodie. Bob will be sorely missed.