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This memorial website was created in memory of Bob Smith, beloved husband, father, and grandfather.

Please enjoy looking through each tab, TRIBUTES/ABOUT, LIFE, GALLERY and STORIES. Then, if your would like to, please add your own tribute, story and or photos to help us all remember Bob. 

Should you wish to make a memorial donation in Bob's name, please do so at:
Ageless Reparatory Theatre,  A.R.T.  https://renolittletheater.org/art-at-rlt 
Osher Lifelong Learning Institute, OLLI  https://olli.unr.edu
Reno Art Museum  https://www.nevadaart.org/give/support
or the charity of your choice as there are so many that are in need of support right now.


Posted by Terry Smith on February 14, 2021
Happiness was been being married to my best friend and sharing over 70 years of wonderful memories together.  So very lucky in so many ways. We enjoyed so many of the same things,. travel, great food and wine, music and theatre. Since teen years Bob loved bridge & tennis, took up skiing at age 40 and enjoyed golf from his 30s into his mid 80s. He was a 2 time past cancer survivor but this last one was so quick and unexpected. He went into the hospital and was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer on Dec. 20th. Not a candidate for surgery and/or chemo, Hospice brought him home Christmas afternoon. For many years Bob was an avid birder and a mixed group of feathered friends kept him company in the large evergreen he was able to view from his bed during those days when it felt good to delay getting up.. We had 5 precious days with him before, with four of his family surrounding him, he left us. He will be forever loved and he will be forever missed.
February 28, 2021
February 28, 2021
We're so sorry to lose Bob. He was a great guy who always had wonderful stories to share. This has been a tough year for so many and we feel deeply saddened for Terry, the rest of his family, and all of us who were his friends.
February 28, 2021
February 28, 2021
I will miss seeing Bob at OLLI. He was such a gentle and kind soul as he escorted Terry into the front row of our main room at OLLI. They were such a good team. He was always so interested in the lectures. 

Alice Baldrica
February 28, 2021
February 28, 2021
I first met Bob Smith 4 years ago in a memoir writing class held at a Senior Center. He wrote wonderful, descriptive tales of his life enhanced by his deep, resonant voice which I later learned he aptly used as an announcer on the radio.
What struck me about Bob, besides his voice, was his elegance, courtly manner, his handsomeness and his deep abiding love for his college sweetheart, Terry.
I later knew Bob and Terry from their participation at classes at Olli and I saw Bob in The Sunshine Boys.
Bob was a gentleman, a gentle soul and a husband who married his soul mate a month after I was born. I always got a kick that Terry and Bob married the year I was born because they both seemed eternally young and filled with a great joy for life. An elegant soul has left "the building".
February 28, 2021
February 28, 2021
To the Family,

I met Bob and his wife at the Friday Night Specials after we moved to Reno in 1995. He was such a kind and thoughtful man. He will be greatly missed and I send my deepest sympathy to all the family. 
February 28, 2021
February 28, 2021
While I have missed everyone in the year that Reno Little Theater has been shuttered, when we do welcome people back, including Ageless Rep, I will especially miss Bob. He always had a smile, was always ready with a quip, and occupied our halls the same way he occupied the stage - with a comfort and ease that made everyone comfortable around him. I raise a glass of wine to him and to your whole family, Terry. Blessings from RLT.
February 26, 2021
February 26, 2021
Sending much love and my deepest sympathies to the family. Kieron - I have so many fond memories growing up with your Dad and Mom. Being in Reno for your wedding and dancing with your Dad will forever be etched in my memory. Sending love and prayers to you all! 
February 26, 2021
February 26, 2021
Dear Kieron, So sorry for your loss. What a great memorial to your Dad.  It looks like he had a wonderful life.

Linda Green
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February 6
February 6
Love you grandpa! Hard to believe it’s been 3 years. Thanks for always being a beacon for me in trying times. I’m sorry you didn’t get to meet your great grandchildren, I’m sure you’d get a kick out of them
January 1
January 1
Dear Terry,
I am wishing you joy and good health in 2024. Happy New Year!
June 27, 2023
June 27, 2023
Hi Terry! I'm thinking of you and sending love in memory of Bob's birthday. I hope you are well, and look forward to another newsy email from you. feliciamelody@hotmail.com Many hugs and much love! Felicia
His Life

Then til Now

February 20, 2021
Taking his last bow, Robert (Bob) Smith exited stage left on December 30, 2020. One of his great joys was performing in Reno’s Ageless Repertory Theatre, (A.R.T.) for 13 years. His last performance was co-staring in the “The Sunshine Boys” the last week of January, 2020, before Covid arrived and shut everything down. Bob studied 2 years at Carlton College where his claim to fame was being a cast member of the world premier of "The Caucasian Chalk Circle".  Moving west, Bob graduated with a degree in Speech from the University of Washington, Seattle, where he met his wife, Terry Wellington. They were married on September 17, 1950. Both avid theatre fans, a belated honeymoon in New York allowed them to see 8 plays in 5 days. While there, Bob's draft notice arrived and, returning to Seattle, he was inducted into the Army at Fort Lewis and served 2 years. He was discharged in San Luis Obispo, California, where he became a radio announcer at KVEC, also hosting a late night jazz show with "After Hours", by Erskine Hawkins as its theme music (it's the background music you hear)  Bob helped put the TV station on the air and became it’s first newscaster.  After a short stint at UC Berkley he began a life time vocation filling many sales positions with various companies and many moves to different cities and states. Their daughter, Kieron, was born in 1958 in Kansas City, Missouri even though they lived in Kansas City, Kansas.  Bob retired as a stockbroker from Jefferies & Co. in Los Angeles, CA. and, with his wife Terry, arrived in Reno in 1980 having purchased a home in Riverbend. Wine buffs that they had become, they quickly expanded the house with a game room over a small basement and wine cellar.  A boat on Lake Powell consumed their months in spring and fall for many years.  From 1987 to 1993 they leased the house and went on the road full time in a motor home visiting almost all 50 states including Alaska.  Bob found his special place volunteering as the Reno Art Museum librarian for 15 years, originally setting up and cataloging the expanding collection. There was always an annual trip to Ashland Ore. and Bob loved to boast that he had seen every one of Shakespeare's plays, many, more than once. Every fall and winter found them at the Reno Philharmonic and the Reno Chamber Orchestra and Bob never missed the Festival of Chamber Music each year from Christmas to New Year’s Eve. They also loved traditional jazz festivals and took many cruises with favorite bands.  He and Terry were original members of the Osher Lifelong Learning Institute, (OLLI), University of Nevada's expanded learning program for Seniors. Bob most loved the Poetry and Memoir classes but enjoyed many classes and lectures over the past 14 years. Through OLLI, he became a simulated patient for UNR Medical School students for many years and Bob was pleased that he was able to donate his body to the UNR School of Medicine.. He read some of his life stories while daughter, Kieron, recorded him before he and we said our last goodbyes. Surviving Bob are his wife, Terry Wellington Smith, his daughter, Kieron Smith Chambers (Greg), and his three grandsons, Kyle L. Jay (Molly), Preston Alan Tuschall and Jake Mason Chambers.  Bob was a gentleman and his kindness and soft humor will be missed not only by his family but, by the many who knew him.

I'll miss you, Daddy

February 24, 2021
This is the last photo I took of my parents. December 29, 2020. It was the last time my Dad sat up, the last time my parents talked of the birds outside their window. What struck me was the sheer intimacy of the moment. The glue that had held these two lovers, two friends, two people who had spent their entire adulthood together. Over 70 years. The light from outside was shining back in on them. One of my Dad’s photographs of Greece hung on the wall. I knew this was my last moment to observe and capture the first two people I loved in this world. I am still moved. Later that day, I told my Dad that it was a great adventure and that he was a terrific father. I said “I’ll miss you, Daddy” and he replied, “I’ll miss you too". Those are the last words we spoke.
Recent stories

Cousin Bob

March 9, 2021
Bob was my cousin, one of the fun ones. I knew his mother best, my beloved Aunt Trudy, and first became aware of this dashing and already fully adult cousin during visits to her dune-top home on Lake Michigan. It wasn't until I was 16 and visiting California with my mom that I started to pay attention. We visited Bob, Terry and young Kieron in house in Van Nuys, and what I remember of that visit was Terry introducing me to kiwis, which at that time were astonishing to a Michigan kid, and Bob introducing me to Bill Evans, which was like taking that kid to a wonderful new moon full of sophisticated, cigarette-smoking bohemians.

Twenty plus years later, I was back in California, trying to help my mother make a move to assisted living necessitated by the onset of Alzheimers. I had two small children and a job in Pennsylvania at the time, and the task was way over my head, but seemingly out of the blue (I think they were in the midst of one of their RV adventures), Bob and Terry arrived on the scene. Bob set up a card table in my mother's apartment and set about sorting through her paperwork -- financials, taxes, all the grownup business. He was exactly like an angel, and I do not know how I would have managed without him.

It was a delight to surprise Bob and Terry (that's a unit: Bob-and-Terry) in Reno for their 50th anniversary. I wanted to celebrate with them of course, but also to honor them for their unbounded kindness and generosity toward my family. The site was the Nevada Museum of Art, gloriously tricked out with the work of Dale Chihuly, and a perfect place to gather around this pair of art and adventure lovers. Like with Bill Evans' music, my introduction to Chihuly's art came through Bob.

Through the years, we followed Bob and Terry's adventures -- criss-crossing the country to visit friends, charging up the coast for the annual Shakespeare festival, swinging by jazz hot spots -- with the same sense of amazement I had on first encountering Bill Evans. What a life! My husband and I were among those they visited when they came all the way east, and it was like a magical caravan had come to town, full of tales (and photos) of adventure. Preoccupied with our jobs and kids, we were negligent in keeping in touch with extended family, but Bob and Terry's care in visiting us -- and calling on birthdays and always remembering our kids at Christmas with little treasures like beaded eggs -- made the difference. We still have the beaded eggs and now too the beautiful painting of a lobster, red brushwork on silk that once hung in their home, and I'm grateful for this reminder of their love and sense of delight. May Bob rest in just the right amount of peace.

The early days

February 20, 2021
Bob grew up mostly in Highland Park, Illinois. His parents were Mason and Gertrude C. Smith.
In the process of compiling this memorial, a great joy has been uncovering tidbits squirreled away in old photo albums and other boxes rarely, if ever, visited.  We found ourselves with many old boxes of family memorabilia after Bob became the family patriarch and, at 91, the oldest living male he had found on his family tree genealogy searches .
Obviously a precocious little guy, his mother, Trudy, had recorded several things for posterity.
At 2 Bob "learned nursery rhymes and tried to sing a nursery song with quite an idea of tune"
2 1/2  "learned to count to 20 and recognized 8 letters of the alphabet and asked for things in complete sentences with creative word pronunciation.  He could recite pages of stories from My Bookhouse.  When on a driving trip he sang songs lustily with his parents.......Mary Had a Little Lamb, Bye, Bye Bunting, Rock a Bye Baby and The sidewalks of New York."   Bob was reading at 4yrs & for the rest of his life always had a book nearby when there was free time.  
Bob always was the one person in any group that knew all the words to all the songs so was always welcome at singalongs which he loved.  His traditional jazz favorite was "Amazing Grace" and he also could sing all the verses,  

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