Birth date: May 30, 1949 Death date: Jun 19, 2013
Robert H. Skidmore Jr. Robert (Bob, Bobby, Uncle Bobby) Skidmore 1949-2013 lived life on his own terms. He loved chocolate, buying televisions and flashlights, and feeding the birds in the backyard. In his 20's Bobby sold everyth Read Obituary
I am so sorry to hear of Bob's passing. He never met a stranger. My husband and I worked with him at Loudoun Times Mirror many years ago. I am sure you have many fond memories to comfort you.
Donna & Wayne Loveless
Bob was a great neighbor, and added a lot to our daily lives here. We did many walks with the dogs together, checking the progress of the various construction sites, and finding interesting 'items' on the street. He always had a smile and a "Hello Riverboat!!" for River, and we often had long discussions on a variety of topics, from politics to plants to aliens from outer space. We will miss you deeply Bob.
Our love to Pam, Jim, Maggie, Jimmy and the rest of the family. We are so very sorry for this loss.
In peace- Jon, Julie and River
My deepest condolences to Pam & Gary. May you know God's merciful peace & to know that you did all you could do for him. He will be with BJ & with his Heavenly Father & with his Mom & Dad. No more cancer, praise God. Lean on God for your strength. He is Always there.
Bobby was the best friend any person could ever have; he was the brother I never had. He gave selflessly of himself, had a wonderfully quirky sense of humor, and was distinctly unimpressed, by wealth, fame, prestige or power. Not for him were those illusory and ephemeral things. To him, the most important thing was giving, not taking, connecting with his friends, and he gave the most important gift of all: Love.
If there is one story that defines him, it is this: In the 1970s, he decided to take a Tom Sawyer adventure. He sold everything he owned, went to Minnesota and purchased a canoe and provisions, then plopped that little boat in the headwaters of the Mississippi River and floated all the way to New Orleans! Can any of us ever imagine doing something like that?
So, float on, my brother, and when you get to Heaven's version of New Orleans, link up with all our departed classmates and family and party on. I'll be thinking of you!
My deepest condolences to Pam and Gary.
Mike Kelley
Newbury Park, Ca.
