Robert S. Simpson

robert simpson
Simpson, Robert S. a 48 year resident of Torrance , passed away on Wednesday, February 20, 2008 in Torrance. Born in Johnstown, PA, Robert was 77 when he died. He served in the Navy during Korea and was a member of Calvary Chapel South Bay. He started out as an elementary school teacher in the Lynnwood Unified School District and retired June 22, 1999 as a Principle after 31 years of service. His favorite pastime was watching sports on TV with Penn State football and UCLA basketball his favorites. After retirement he became a greater follower of Nutrition in reading and trying to keep himself healthy. He is survived by Son, Son Rick(Colleen) and Grandchild Rick, Jr. of Gardena, CA, Son, Rodney (Sharon) and Grandchildren Chrissy and Susie of Torrance, CA, Sister, Pat (Ray) Gerber of Johnstown, PA, Brother, Charles (Louise) Simpson of Anaheim, CA and six Great Children. Preceded in death by his sister Phyllis (Bowers) and his wife (Mary Lou). A gathering of family & friends will be held at Rice Mortuary Chapel on Friday, March 14, 2008 from 4:00 P.M. until 8:00 P.M. The Service will also be held at Rice Mortuary on Saturday, March 15, 2008 at 11:00 A.M. A reception will follow in Rice's Lighthouse Reception Room from 1:00 P.M. until 3:30 P.M. Burial will follow at Pacific Crest Cemetery in Redondo Beach. In lieu of flowers a Memorial Donation may be sent to Calvary Chapel South Bay, 19300 S. Vermont Ave., Gardena, CA 90248

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  1. It was our pleasure and blessing to have known Bob for over 47 years. He and Mary Lou will always have a very special place in our hearts.

  2. Uncle Bob will be missed. I remember the great times we had as kids when he would come to visit. Now he’s in heaven having a wonderful time with Aunt MaryLou and Aunt Phyllis.

  3. “Crossing the Bar” Sunset and evening star And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For though from out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar. ALFRED LORD TENNYSON I will miss our phone conversations and the genuine interest that Uncle Bob always had in whatever I was doing through out my entire life. While it was never often enough and far too short, I cherish the time we did spend together. He is with Aunt Mary Lou now, their hearts restored and souls reunited. They are both waiting with open arms and big smiles to greet us all, when our time comes to cross the bar.

  4. Pop, I miss you everyday. I miss Saturday’s Penn State games and you marching around the house. I miss your passion for football. I never thanked you for giving me hope. Thank you for the many years you raised me like your own. Most importantly I will miss your fired green tomatoes.

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