robertvanderhoof
Our family is deeply saddened to announce the sudden death of Bob Vanderhoof. He was a charismatic man whose kindness and caring knew no boundaries. Arriving in San Pedro as a toddler from Appleton, Wisconsin, Bob considered himself a native Californian who enjoyed a childhood growing up in the "rural" Point Fermin area in a family of six sons. Always artistic and curious, Bob liked to draw and build things and for a while was into photography. While working at Marineland and prior to serving in the Army, one of his photos was published in Life Magazine. His passion was designing houses - creating a person's dream home. Bob was a perfect match for his late partner Bill Burchfield. Bill was the practical quiet engineering side and Bob was the chatty creative design side. Their architectural and engineering firm, Vanderhoof/Burchfield, has prospered for over 35 years. The houses and buildings they created can be viewed throughout the South Bay area. He was a wonderful father – funny, patient and sweet. He would do cannonballs, play gorilla, ride the "scary" rides, teach you how to use garage tools and build things, show how to deal with an over-heating car, try his hardest to solve your problem or just be there. Dad could fix or build anything. Well read and witty, Bob liked to talk with any and everyone. He always had a kind word and an infectious smile. If you were stuck in an elevator for three hours, Bob would be the one you'd want there with you. He loved travel and was up for just about any adventure; from bobsledding in Jamaica to zip lining in Montana to running the Rocky steps in Philly. He was a willing, competitive game player. His "thoughtful planning" game style was an amusement and sometimes a frustration for anyone playing with him. Finding solace in swimming, he would effortlessly stroke for miles in a pool or the open ocean. When at the beach, the family would regularly check the horizon for his moving form. Bob was bottom heavy and couldn't float, much to his frustration. His girls, wife Laurie and daughters Susanne and Jennifer, will always hold him dear in their hearts and now cannot fathom a world without him. Family was special to him. His brothers, Skip and Steve, will miss his banter and camaraderie, as will many family members and friends. Visitation will begin at 10:00 am on Sunday April 12, 2015 with a service beginning at 11:00 am. A reception follows for family and friends until 4:00 pm. Bob was generous with his time and money, helping to support a variety of charities. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Robert Vanderhoof, PO Box 14414, Torrance, CA 90503.

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  1. Uncle Bob had a smile that reached his eyes. I always enjoyed visiting with Uncle Bob and enjoyed even more his interaction with my daughter Alyssa. He taught her how to chop wood while at Dinky Creek. Hugs and prayers to Aunt Laurie, Suzanne, & Jennifer. Love – Karen

  2. Farewell Brother
    I’m going to tell this story so I won’t have to at the services. I’ve worked with Bobbie V and Mr B as I fondly called them for many years and enjoyed our time together on this rock called earth. My story begins when I began attending Harbor College for their Architecture program which is where I first meet Mr B my instructor for want turned out to be a three year stay. All the time I kept hearing of this phenom named Robert Vanderhoof. I got to the point where I thought who is this guy and what the heck has he done to make him so special. It was some tens years later before I meet him and began working for Vanderhoof Burchfield. Only then did I discover that what made him so special was his passion for architecture. Soon after Mr B passed away I sublet a corner of his office and negotiated an affordable rent which he was very generous with. Bobbie V was definitely one of a kind, quick with a joke and to light up your smoke, his humor sometimes escape me. Too clever and after explaining the joke I would remark, “that would have been really funny had I got it the first time”. I call Bobbie V my friend and my brother and I will miss him.
    Brother Bruce

  3. As a former planner for the City of Rancho Palos Verdes, I had several opportunities to work with Bob “across the counter” over the years. Bob was always a pleasure to work with and a consummate professional. He left his mark upon our community–in big ways and small–and will be very sorely missed.

  4. Bob was our architect for an addition we had put onto our house in South Shores. When the house was complete he surprised me with an electric eraser for my artwork (because I raved about his when I saw it!), and I still think of him when I use it! We also ended up working in the same office building through the ’90s, and I used to stop by his and Bill’s office to bug them ;o). He had the greatest chuckle in the world with that twinkle in his eyes, so I loved to tease him. . . great sense of humor!! He showed me some of his blue prints of houses in the works when I showed interest, and I was so impressed. Such talent! When I heard of his passing from his daughter my heart stopped. My husband Jack and I were deeply saddened, and proceeded to reminisce about those days when we worked with and next to Bob. He was definitely special – and it’s hard to believe he’s gone. Thank you Jennifer for thinking of us. That meant so much! RIP Mr. Vanderhoof. We will always remember you….

  5. Robert Earl Vanderhoof

    Our
    family is deeply saddened to announce the sudden death of Bob
    Vanderhoof. He was a charismatic man whose kindness and caring knew no
    boundaries. Arriving in San Pedro as a toddler from Appleton, Wisconsin,
    Bob considered himself a native Californian who enjoyed a childhood
    growing up in the “rural” Point Fermin area in a family of six sons.
    Always artistic and curious, Bob liked to draw and build things and for a
    while was into photography. While working at Marineland and prior to
    serving in the Army,
    one of his photos was published in Life Magazine. His passion was
    designing houses – creating a person’s dream home. Bob was a perfect
    match for his late partner Bill Burchfield. Bill was the practical quiet
    engineering side and Bob was the chatty creative design side. Their
    architectural and engineering firm, Vanderhoof/Burchfield, has prospered
    for over 35 years. The houses and buildings they created can be viewed
    throughout the South Bay area. He was a wonderful father €“ funny,
    patient and sweet. He would do cannonballs, play gorilla, ride the
    “scary” rides, teach you how to use garage tools and build things, show
    how to deal with an over-heating car, try his hardest to solve your
    problem or just be there. Dad could fix or build anything. Well read and
    witty, Bob liked to talk with any and everyone. He always had a kind
    word and an infectious smile. If you were stuck in an elevator for three
    hours, Bob would be the one you’d want there with you. He loved travel
    and was up for just about any adventure; from bobsledding in Jamaica to
    zip lining in Montana to running the Rocky steps in Philly. He was a
    willing, competitive game player. His “thoughtful planning” game style
    was an amusement and sometimes a frustration for anyone playing with
    him. Finding solace in swimming, he would effortlessly stroke for miles
    in a pool or the open ocean. When at the beach, the family would
    regularly check the horizon for his moving form. Bob was bottom heavy
    and couldn’t float, much to his frustration. His girls, wife, Laurie and
    daughters, Susanne and Jennifer, will always hold him dear in their
    hearts and now cannot fathom a world without him. Family was special to
    him. His brothers, Skip and Steve, will miss his banter and camaraderie,
    as will many family members and friends. Visitation will begin at 10:00
    am on Sunday April 12, 2015 with a service beginning at 11:00 am. A
    reception follows for family and friends until 4:00 pm. Bob was generous
    with his time and money, helping to support a variety of charities. In
    lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Robert Vanderhoof, PO Box
    14414, Torrance, CA 90503. Visit http://www.lafuneral.com to send the family messages and share memories. Sign the guest book at http://www.dailybreeze.com/obits.
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  6. It
    was about 1953 when Bob, Myself and two girls were selected from White Point
    Elementary School to go on the Art Linkletter House Party. It was already a hit
    on radio and was put on TV broadcasts September 1952. Bob and I were probably
    about 11.

    They
    interviewed you before the show, but didn’t coach you. Bob’s question, as I
    sorta remember, from Art Linkletter was in reference to a family with six boys,


    When something happens in the neighborhood, what do the neighbors think ?”
    Bob’s answer ” It must be one of the Vanderhoofs.” That brought roars
    of laughter from the audience.

    Mine
    was “Are you going to get married.” “No.” “Why ?”
    “Cause when I come home with the money my wife spends it all.”
    Laughter again.

    We
    went up in a bus, were taken to the Knickerbocker Hotel in Hollywood for lunch,
    given a record sound recording of the show, some Classic Comics magazines, and
    some other souvenirs I can’t remember.

    I
    have always wondered how we were chosen, and noted that neither Bob or I
    thought that much of the experience although I am sure our parents were
    delighted.

    After
    that, Bob, his brothers and I were in Dana Jr. High

    School,
    and San Pedro High School, and since Bob and I were friends from way back, we
    took a photography class together from Mr. Norten.

    This
    was in 1959 and I found a camera in a thrift store that looked like the one we
    used at school. It resembled the cameras used by newspaper photographers in the
    movies from the 1930’s and 1940’s, that had bellows on the front and you had to
    hold it with two hands. Knowing that Mr. Norten was very careful about any
    damage done to school equipment, and the replacement budget was tight, this
    junk camera would be useful for a ruse.

    The
    premise of the prank on Mr. Norten was that Bob, and our friend Bob Jones,
    would lure our photography teacher to the flagpole in front of the school. Then
    I would come out of the library, which was on the second floor, onto the
    balcony and shoot a high angle picture for the school newspaper.

    I
    came out on the balcony with the dummy camera, was urged on by both
    “Bobs” to get the right angle, I leaned over the railing, and said
    “smile” or “cheese” or whatever was in vogue in 1959. The
    next utterance was a loud “oops” as I dropped the camera and it went straight
    down to the concrete steps at the school entrance. Mr. Norten was aghast, both
    “Bob”s yelled as the dummy camera hit the concrete, made a lot of
    noise, and reverted to a photographic parts display.

    Later
    in the school period, we went back to the photography class looking guilty, and
    revealed to Mr. Norten what we had done. He was relieved, not mad because he
    was a good guy that liked practical jokes, but became forever wary of anything
    the Bob Vanderhoof, Bob Jones, and
    Thurston Schultz would suggest as a class project.

    Bob
    later was the architect that designed my garage (3,800 square feet, two
    stories, hanger like) and other remodeling at my house, got me through the RPV
    plan check, and even now, there are no other garages this size allowed on the
    hill.

    So
    the man that has been a friend of mine for about 62 years, has left me with
    unforgettable memories and was instrumental in the construction of my house and
    paradigm garage.

    I
    lost part of my early years when Bob passed away. Everything I have read about
    him in the obituary rings true.

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