Happy 85th birthday Dad..Mom is 86 today too you know...its her first bday in 53 yrs w out you and its been a very rough..sad..one for her...We misd so much Dad..but know you are sleeping Peacefully ...and well see you again soon...We Celebrated YOU today too..WE MISS YOU DAD...HAPPY BIRTHDAY....R.I.P...TEEN AND MUMSY...XXOO

Dad started out rough in life born in 1931 in white cloud Ks,  To unwed Mother Omi Lovett, and Father Pete Taylor...Omi was 16 and Pete 26....Omi Passed away at age 17 from pnemonia, when Dad was 13 mos old. He Never knew his Dad Pete....He wass then taken in at age 13 mos by Grandma Lovett and raised by here on and off and shuffeled between his moms Sisters,His Aunts...think their were four in all...His Grandpa took him to meet his father Pete Taylor at age 8, where Pete was A Barber in Kansas....Dads gpa basically said hey this is YOUR SON..Bobby..wanting gpa Pete to take some type of, interest, responsibility, enisitive,...and good ol' Gpa Pete turned looked at Dad and said Get himmm outta here, Aint my Damn kid (in my dads own words)...and that was the ONE AND ONLY time Dad saw or heard from his Dad...he ran the streets ALOT, shuffeled from Aunt to Aunt every couple weeks when he became a burden and cramped their style (in Dads own words)..so he basically ran wild and witnessed ALOT of Acholoism, Fighting, Cursing,Yelling, booze and more booze and more and more fighting....According to Dad the Lovetts were Quote...some drinkin, crazy,wild, Acholoics...all of em, Even gma and gpa Lovette....So at the age of 12 Dad said he had his own room at some sort of boarding house or something which he paid for by settin pins manually in a bowling alley...still runnin wild, fighting himself and seein not much but Drinking, Fighting including Domestic violence between gma and Gpa Lovett who were Severe Acholics as well..and as he got a lottle older he sold candybars and popcorn and peanuts at areans...and shined shoes and basically Whatever he could to "TAKE CARE OF HISSELF""....DAD didnt talk about a Great Deal of his life....just bits and pieces here and there, and comminted that I remind himof his Aunt Lula, though the smallest considerbly among his Aunts, was the MEANEST...and Would Fight a Buzz Saw...Man or Woman....lol...Of coarse i dont remember Gma or Gpa Lovvett I do however Vividally remember Aunt Mae, who ran a roadside Roughneck Bar, near Faucett Missouri I believe, I remember spending a considerable amount of time there as a young girl..it was called  The LaFonda....seen lots of  brawls there, and several involving Dad...and even some of the Smashed Men Patrons RUNNING out the door W Aunt Mae in Hot Pursuit w a Bat in hand....and Beleive they allll excited quickly when Aunt Mae told them too....she was a fairly Tall woman. W gray hair, eyes as Black as Marbles, wide shoulders, always sporting a dress w Apron on, Always...and LOVED TO COOK...and at Home Ran her coffee pot 24/7..Always wanted to feed us everytime we went their think on11th St. Here in St Joseph Missouri...i was pretty little so dont recall her passing but i had memories of her that were loving,compassionate woman, who didnt take CRAP FROM NOONE...but was also gentle as a lamb...The only other Aunt of Dads I remember is Aunt Elsie Lovett, Murry...she was a short stawky, beautiful Red Head woman, w BEAUTIFUL KIND BLUE BLUE EYES...i spent a conderable amt of time around Aunt Elsie and knew her the BEST...God how I miss that woman...she lived w us on and off thru my young childhood and her and i slept together and we would wrestle, tickle, laugh, all nite long and, oh Wow was she a GREAT story teller and song teacher...ex...taught me the Prayer, Now I Lay me Down To Sleep, and made sureeee i said prayers everynite....and oh how many nites we spent laughing and giggling to the point were Dad would finally yell, Stiffle that damn giggling in there and go to sleep....lololol....shed scratch my back til i feel asleep Everynite and spoiled me and my older Brother Randy to pieces, gettin us anything we wanted If there was a way for her to do it.....she would go on drinking Binges every so often and we wouldnt see her for several days...and when i was 10, came home from such a benge w an elderly man None of us new...but i remember even at age ten he creeped me out bad, to the point of goose bumps, when he looked at me...she was angry, hungover, and inba bad mood, which Id NEVER seen  MY Aunt Elsie that way and was soo surprised, and really Sad...she picked up some clothes and left w the Ol CREEPY MAN, noone new and couple days later Sheriff came to door to have Dad come identify her...someone found her, in an Ol Run Down apt above or connected to The Hickery Tavern here in St Joe..and all i ever heard Dad say was, they investaged it and, Her Death Was Suspicious....Dad said many many times after that, He thought CREEPY Guy had possibly strangled her do to marks and bruises on her neck...OMG I WAS DEVASTATED. MY Bed Partner was taken away, no more giggling, stories, back scratchings, or hugssss and kissesss and I Love You my lil Angel from My Aunt, and FRIEND...and according to Dad, Creepy Man was never found.....kids have sick senses or something kinda like animals i think..but Dads Life was so much more and i could tell stories of My Dad all nite Both Good And BAD....but he was always my Protector, teacher, Hero, and taught me how to change a flattire at age 7 or so and how to change oil at around age Ten..and then how to fix rusted car body w screen and puddy and alot of elbow grease for sanding puddy smooth and primering and painting it...He Also Taught me and i Quote.....DONT START NO SHIT, BUT DONT TAKE NONE...and let me hear your ran from a fight and youll hear it from me....Dad Was Definitely From THE SCHOOL OF HARDDDD KNOCKS FROM DAY ONE....and was Tuff as Nails, HAD HIS SHARE AND THEN SOME OF DRINKING AND FIGHTING....BUT was a Gentle Giant in later yrs, quit drinking around 1999 or 2000 and was soooo Soft Spoken and KIND and Generous to no end...and continued to teach me lessions up til the day he went into hospital....What Alot of ppl DONT KNOW  about Dad was, last six yrs of his life that i lived w him and Mom he suffered Severe PTSD, Parkinsons, Prostrate issues, Start of Kidney Failure,beginning stages of Dementia, Restless leg Syndrome badddd...Depression, Anxiety and Fear ESPICALLY at NITE and had Suffered HORRIBLY SINCE 1950 something from Tintinis of the Ear which causes Constant BUZZING or sometimes Chirpping Noise in Ears Caused by Injury  aboard the USS ROCHESTER SHIP in the KOREAN WAR. When runnin to his designated Post on board ship as  GUNNER. One of the HUGE guns on ships deck went off as he ran very near it and severly injured his ears, and hearing, espically left ear...Thats the thing Im Most Proud Of of My Dad is is Time Served in the Korean War as an MP in the UNITED STATES MARINE CORP....ohhhh the stories i heard of his Military Service....some Hilariously funny and some SAD AND SCAREY....God Bless our Active  military Men and Women and OUR VETS...THE UPMOST RESPECT FOR THEM ALLLL...Dad was also a Barber, Mailman, Truck Diver for a company in Nebraska...worked in Animal place, his job and Quote was.....SAPPIN THOSE POOR OL PIGS IN THE HEAD AND KILLING THEM....huge Animal Lover espically later in life...also was a Furniture Mover for a Company here in St Joe called Brown Transpher...for several yrs i understand...and later yrs was a commercial and Residential Painter for Local 49 Allied Painters Union  for approx..40 or so yrs...and was an EXCELLENT PAINTER and took it seriously too...as a late teen, early twenties woman, i adored goin out of town w Dad on Painting Jobs, him teaching me, me helpin him, stayin in motels and bein gone for several days to a week at a time...Awesome Memories...Dad Batteled Demons as Many of us do.....but being raised the way he was, i think its UNDERSTANDABLE....i could go on for hours w Memories, stories and interesting about the Man im now PROUD TO CALL DAD....but gonna go for now,  becomming Emotional...in closing Dads Military said he received  i think three Medals while in Marines, But Mom or Myself have never seen them...IF ANYONE READING THIS PAGE KNOWS ABOUT THEM could plz leave a comment, Cause Mom is very curiois as am I....Dad probably NEVER Realized it but he was LOVED BY MANY...and RESPECTED BY MANY and also being known as a Man Who...DIDNT START NO SHIT , BUT DIDNT TAKE NONE....and because of him, Neither did My Brother Randy...ill be back regularly Dad but gonna go for now....I miss you as much now as I did  a year ago next month when I told nurse w moms instruction to turn your ventalator off after 17 days on it, and I HELD YOU TIGHT IN MY ARMS, WITH MY HEAD ON YOUR SHOULDER FOR TWENTY ONE MINS TIL YOUR LAST HEARTBEAT.....You Left In My Arms Daddy and even though i Relive that Daily amd almost all nite, as ive had severe Ensonmia since u left....ur showin us pretty regulary now that your still here, like lastinte turning oven timmer on. And  finding ur wrist band for arthiritis i gave u in the breadbox.....lol that one Even Shocked Mom.....Shes not the same w out you Dad, she has SEVERE BRAIN FOG...never smiles or laughs unless natejr here like is now for two days, shes smilled and even belly laughed a few times....makes my heart soar....but im takin good care of her Dad, You Rest and Relax and  Enjoy being w ur three sons that were waiting for you, Randy, Doug, and John and all Ur Aunts and Your Momma....Gma Omi....who you said i looked like and definitely had her big hands and feet for  a Woma....rest, be at ease, Daddy, No more Ptsd, Nite Terrors, Pain, depression or Anxiety and no more FEAR....R.I.P DEAR DADDY AND I WILL BE THERE W YOU SOON....No Words can express how bad We Miss you..Thank you Dad for , Being MY DAD, Protector, Teacher, Provider, and My HERO.....I love you to the moon and back Dad, for all Eternity....Love Your  BEAN (Tina).....sweet Dreams Dad, xoxodo