Robert James Rumble
September 24, 1967 – October 13, 2019
Robert J. Rumble passed away unexpectedly on Sunday, October 13 from cardiac arrest. Robert was born September 24, 1967 in Portland, Oregon. He was a lifelong resident of Portland, a graduate of Parkrose High School, and Portland State University. Robert worked for many years as a Senior Associate, Retirement Consulting for Marsh & McLennan Companies.
Rob was known for his straight-talk, great sense of humor and quick wit. He was a bass player “back in the day” for some local rock and roll bands. He was a member of The Bombers Hockey Club, and he played softball on The Hitmen Team.
Robert leaves behind many friends and family who love and will miss him greatly. He is survived by his long-time partner Keary Davis, his parents Richard and Arlene Rumble, sister Kathy Rumble, brother Richard Rumble (Cindy), sister Diane Hendry (Jim), and nieces Christine Snow (Travis), Kayla Secrist (Brandon), nephews Jesse and Cody Hendry, John Rumble, and Rob’s dog Tagus.
Rob was a registered donor and donated his eyes and other tissues for transplant. Contributions can be made in Robert’s memory to Lions VisionGift or visit the Community Tissue Services website for more information.
No service. A private celebration of life will be held for family and friends.
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Robert James Rumble
November 8, 2019
I played with Rob back in the early-mid 90's. We were practicing in Gary's grandmother's basement. Steve Aubrey played drums on a little drum machine and the rest of us played through our amps, at conversation level.
We later moved to a practice space located in NW Portland around NW 12th and Glisan (it wasn't the Pearl back then). We got to turn things up. A lot. And Rob was up to the task. His bass was prominent.
Rob was an amazing musician. He was so precise and fluid as a bass player. And while he was serious and methodical in his playing, he was always fun to play with and just to be around.
One time, while we were still playing in the basement, Tob and Steve went to Burger King and brought back a couple of Whoppers. I looked at Rob as he took the first bite. A few seconds later I looked back at him and saw him shove the last bite of the Whopper into his mouth. He practically inhaled that thing. We all had a pretty good laugh over that.
And while I haven't seen Rob in quite some now, its the knowledge that his friends, family and loved ones no will no longer get to hear that laugh.
Rest In Peace my friend. May our paths cross again one day.
October 23, 2019
I have fond memories of playing croquet with Robert in the backyard of Dick & Arlene's house in east Portland. The ball would frequently disappear under the very large holly bush, and the dog would run under the holly bush to get the ball. When the dog returned, we resumed playing croquet with a ball covered in dog slobber. I was very young at the time, and I remember I always had a good time at the Rumble house. I was very sad to hear of your passing when I received a call today from my Uncle Dick Roberts.
October 21, 2019
Robert Rumble had a big influence on me even though we were friends only when we were fairly young, living in Parkrose in the mid 70s.
His house was at the end of my street. My favorite and most distinctive memory of him was of us riding our bikes down Klickitat and he was teaching me about how multiplication worked. I must have been about 7, 2nd grade. I anticipated learning multiplication in 3rd, at St. Therese. He explained the whole thing in about 20 seconds, and I remember feeling exhilaration at learning something before everyone else in my age group. That set me up, might have been one of THE most decisive moments of feeling that learning something really is an awesome experience. Perhaps that made me particularly receptive to picking up advanced info from my older brothers as they went to college while I was in high school. I went on to grad school in classics and was a professor at Wabash College for a while. Now in my 14th year teaching high school Latin, not on the basis of any exceptional merit but because of my enthusiasm for learning which I distinctly remember experiencing on that short bike ride on Klickitat with Robert.
We used to play football in the parkways between Klickitat and Freemont Ct. Once while riding our bikes away from a morning of football in the park and I started singing to the tune of Jethro Tull "bungle, in the jungle," "Rumble, please don't fumble!" and he thought it was hilarious. I remember thinking that was awesome, I got him to laugh! He was a year older than me, hard to impress.
I loved how his mom answered the phone. "MnnnYELLow. ROBERT? One minute..." I still answer the phone that way with friends. They know the Robert Rumble back story.
A few more stories, not enough space here. My first experience with top ramen! Berries. Fetch with the dog. Legos. etc.
Love and prayers to those who were close to him. I am deeply saddened he has gone before I could let him know how much I appreciate his often recalled influence.
October 18, 2019
I was sad to hear of Rob’s passing. He was mentally sharp and quick-witted, he had a phenomenal sense of humor, and had a tendency toward mischief. He was really fun to hang out with in my youth. We pulled off an unbelievable prank at the 1984 mock Democratic National Convention. Rob was fearless as he pretended to be Gary Hart’s security detail over the phone from the lobby of the Portland Expo Center! We actually convinced the convention Gary Hart would be coming. Announced over the PA and the media alerted. A true all time classic!
Last time I saw Rob was about ten years after 1984. We were driving back to visit my parents in the old neighborhood and there was Rob in the middle of 135th out in front of his parents’ home. We stopped and said hello. He talked about the greatest prank of all time and a few other things. Then we said good bye. I always thought i would see him again someday. Sorry it didn’t come to pass.
My best to Dick and Arlene and the rest of the Rumble family. Rob is gone too soon for sure. I am very sorry for your loss.
With affection and fond memories,
October 17, 2019
I never got to know Rob on a personal level but wish I had after reading more about him here. I had the pleasure of working with Rob as his client for the past 7 years and he was a consummate professional who took a lot of pride in his work - he sure made my job a whole lot easier! I will miss Rob and send prayers to his family and friends. Rest in peace, Rob.
Mary Nunn (Rash)
October 16, 2019
Robert, just still in shock that you’re actually gone. You’ve been there since I can remember, one of the pack of boys always around my older brothers. You were like another brother always there playing street baseball on Fremont Ct, playing basketball, water fights etc. I still remember being in elementary school and you threw a Molotov cocktail (gas in a jar) on the street by the Clemons house and watching the police from our upstairs window not knowing who did it! My nephew learning to talk and calling you “Two Roberts” because he already had an uncle Robert, but the name stuck. You were one of the many high school and college kids who worked for our dad while going to PSU. You were just always around and I guess just expected you to continue always being around. Gone way to soon. RIP Two Roberts, there’s definitely a hole in many hearts from you being gone.
October 16, 2019
Rob, it is hard to image you are gone, but it has a lot of us reflecting on all the good times we got to spend with you. You moved into the neighborhood in 2nd grade and have left us with many stories and memories! Until Don Chin's passing we continual joked how you ate the box of Twinkies at the Columbia Boys Tournament and got sick before the game. We have so many stories of all the school sports we played and your talent in the band. When I work a football game, and the pep band plays, it reminded me how great you guys were to warm up to in basketball. In the many years we played softball together, we had so many great plays together of you throwing guys out at third until my brother kicked my out of the position and your hamstrings got old! One of my favorites is when you referred to your brother as "Reggie Fat Face" and then I sat on an interview panel and your brother wasn't fat! Funny part is Ann my sister knew that you called him that, but your sister Kathy did not....I could go on and on as you have left us with so many memories that will make us smile and laugh for a long time. Gone way too soon...RIP Robert.
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