I miss you and love you so much. You always were there when we needed anything. So many fun memories of camping, of being down at the ball field in West Lebanon. Watching you crazy dance with your booty sticking way out! I loved watching you tell jokes and how your eyes would get real big at the end of the joke! You put so many hours in working on my car I blew up and never asked for a dime! I remember being the tool getter. You looked at my face and said “hell you’re not supposed to suck on them!” You laughing because I had a ring of dirt around my mouth where I had sweat and wiped my face. I miss our phone calls and me answering to you saying “Hell I don’t want to talk to you I want to talk to Chad!” Although we miss you everyday I know your in a better place. Dance with Grandma Beckett and Grandma Hislope! Mom said Grandma Hislope loved to dance with you! Your legend lives on forever in Rob, Bobbie and all the grandbabies. You will live on forever in our hearts!
Let the memory of Robert be with us forever.
Robert Lewis Beckett Sr., kindly known as “Bob”, of rural Williamsport, died unexpectedly at his home on July 15th, 2024, at the age of 70. Born on December 4th, 1953, in San Marcos, Texas, Bob grew up in an adventurous military family with five siblings. He loved telling stories of living in Alaska, traveling down the Monongahela River with his brothers on a handmade raft, and, more recently, making garden planters or going on trips in the camper with his beloved sister. Always one to help out and lend a hand when needed, Bob will be greatly missed by his surviving siblings: John (JoDee) Mayfield, Samuel (Patty) Beckett, Douglas (Joy) Beckett, Joan (Michael) Nunnally, and Brian (Phyllis) Beckett. In 1967, Bob moved to the Judyville area and attended Seeger Memorial Junior Senior High School, where he met the love of his life, Deborah “Debbie” Owens. They courted for four years and married on December 16th, 1972. They were approaching 52 years of marriage. Bob and Debbie chose to live in Warren County almost all of their married life. There they raised their children and were involved in various parts of the community. Bob enjoyed going on trips with Debbie. He would go for a small trip to Danville for a steak and baked potato or all the way to Florida to sit on a deck in Navarre Beach visiting with those he loved. He adored attending sporting events and horse shows to support his grandchildren, and listening to Motown or old country music. He was known to tear up the dance floor or an engine on any given day. He loved to work on trucks and tractors and continued to tinker around in his garage up until the very last moments of his well spent life. He is preceded in death by his parents, John and Norma Beckett, his sister-in-law, Vicki Beckett, and his son-in-law, Chad Kiefer. He leaves behind his wife, Debbie, his daughter, Barbara “Bobbie Jo” Kiefer, his son Robert “Rob” L. Beckett Jr., and daughter-in-law, Holli. He has eleven grandchildren and three great grandchildren of whom he was most proud. They are as follows: Peyton (Taylor) Kiefer, Katlin (Talon) TwoCrow, Madison, Khloe, and Garrett Kiefer, Jovan Robinson, Lizzy, Zeke, Maria, Jose, and Oma Beckett, Kohen & Baby Girl Kiefer, and Xylah & Ronin TwoCrow.
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Resting place · West Lebanon Cemetery, West Lebanon, Indiana
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Every day I stand in my kitchen doing dishes to I look out the window and see your truck. Tears roll down my cheek wishing it was one more check in visits. How I miss our talks in the barn over a couple beers Many days I wonder how I can move on without my Rock. You never judged me but always here for advise and to let me know how proud you where of me and the amazing grandkids Chad and I gave you. Forever in my heart always Daddy’s girl Love you Pops❤️
Grandpa Bob, I will miss you always. I think of you when I see the kids swimming I remember your goofy faces and gator rolls. I think of you when I see people do goofy dances. I see you in westerns. I see you in afternoon naps and cornfields. I see you in my siblings and my dad. I miss you and love you. Grandpa walking with Oma pictured
Grandpa Bob. He’s the man that taught me to do the alligator roll. He’s the man that helped me and dad stay on good terms when we argue. He’s a that is hard working and determined. A father, husband, and the best friend anyone could have. On the day I left for NY to see the Wiz, he died from heart attack. I didn’t expect and it silently hurt me. Appreciate what you have because you don’t know when you lose it.
I did not have the privilege of knowing you for as many years as most, but it did not lessen the time I did get to. I think of you often, Bob. Your family misses and loves you