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In 1944 he enlisted in the U.S. Army and was stationed in Guam with the Army Air Corps, where he flew on a B-29 bomber. After the war, he graduated from Ohio State University with a degree in English. He spent a year in post-war Germany with his family, and there began a career in personnel management with the U.S. government that lasted until his retirement in 1986.
A resident of Davis for more than 50 years, he is survived by his wife Rose, son Francis, daughters Stacy and Rachel, and two grandchildren, Amanda Sheehan and Scott Scholes. He is also survived by his sister, Ellen Litchfield of Lake Placid, Fla. He was greatly loved by all who knew him, and will be missed very much. A funeral service will be held Monday, Dec. 15, at 10 a.m. at St. James Catholic Church, 1275 B St. in Davis. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to a charity of your choice.
Previous EventsMass of Christian Burial
Monday, December 15, 2014
1275 B Street
Davis, CA 95616
820 Pole Line Road
Davis, CA 95618
I would also like to say that my Dad loved poetry very much, and poems were very special to him. He loved to read poems aloud too, or listen to a poem. As a pearl or diamond is precious to a woman, literature and poetry was precious to him. My Dad really loved Germany too, and often talked about this to my son. They were very close. He would speak German to my son too. As a result, my son took German classes in college, and went to school in Germany on an abroad program through his college. He speaks German fluently, and knows a lot about Germany. My Dad influenced him a great deal in this, and he had a positive influence on my son in many ways. Oh, and I need to mention, my Dad loved animals and took great delight in them! I left my parents with my cat Ophelia when I was 18. My Dad took very good care of her until she passed away at 18 years. My Dad had a great sense of humour too. I always loved when he laughed. xoxoxoxoxoxo
Rachel Sheehan Feb 1 2015 12:00 AM
My Dad was always so happy and content. After he retired, and I had my son, he was even happier. I always remember that whenever I asked my Dad to pick my son up, or take him somewhere, my Dad just was so happy. I could tell by his response. He would always say " Of course I would!" My Dad was always SO prompt too. ALWAYS. If he said he would be at my place at 3, believe me, it was 3 on the nose, or a few minutes earlier. Never later. After my son was born, I realized too, that my Dad had a deep reverence for mothers. He once gave my a desk calendar with each quote of the Day specifically about Mothers and how special they are. He often expressed to me how much he appreciated me as a mother. I also would like to share that my Dad loved books and movies a lot. Not too long ago, my Dad really wanted me to watch the King's Speech with him. He was very very touched while watching it, and he also cried. His heart was always very tender and kind. When he developed dementia, and as it advanced, I still saw my Dad shine through, underneath all that dementia. Once, I told him I was tired. He said " Well, this just means you are contributing something to society!" This was a very Dad thing for him to say to me, and his dementia was at it's advanced stage. When he was at Palm Gardens, he may not have remembered I was his daughter, but he remembered me nonetheless. He was always so happy to see me and didn't want me to leave. Once, I felt bad about leaving, and expressed this to his caretaker, saying, I should have come earlier. My Dad said to me " It does not matter how long you are here, It just matters that you came and you are here" and he smiled. He was a great lover of music too, and often sang tunes. At Palm Gardens, it cheered him up to watch a musical. When he was younger, he played the piano, and loved to sing and play, while others stood around the piano and sang. There were many songs he felt were very special and endearing, and would express this by singing and talking about the song. I will miss you Dad. xo
Rachel Sheehan Feb 1 2015 12:00 AM
My heart goes out to your family. I am so sorry for your loss. Mr. Rob was loved and he will be dearly missed. Again, I am so sorry. Though the pain you're feeling must seem unbearable, please remember that you are not alone. Psalms 46:1 says, "God is our refuge and strength, a help that is readily found in times of distress." Pray to Him for strength. Weep to Him when there are no words. One of the poets of the Bible said at Psalms 56:8, "You keep track of my wandering. Do collect my tears in your skin bottle." You see, God understands your pain and He cares for you very much (1 Peter 5:7). And He will really help you get through this difficult time (Isaiah 41:10).
Sharon Dec 23 2014 12:00 AM
Thank you Sharon. Your words mean so much.
Rachel Sheehan Nov 30 -0001 12:00 AM