In Memory

Bob Piper

ROBERT STEVEN PIPER (reprinted from Dillon, Montana Tribune) Robert Steven Piper, 60, left this earth for his final journey on February 18, 2012. Self-labeled, “A man of simple means and dreams or so it seems,” he was known by friends as ‘Bob’ or ‘Piper’ and in his youth, ‘Bobby.’ Bob was born December 5, 1951 in Stockton, California to Ron and Aurora Piper. He grew up in Greenbrae, California, where he made many of his life-long friends, playing Little League baseball, basketball, Pop Warner youth football and high school football. He graduated from Redwood High School in 1970 and then attended the College of Idaho. Between high school and college, he worked as a camp counselor at a football camp for mentally challenged youth. He often spoke of the camp as the most uplifting work of his life. Bob loved nature, fishing and backpacking. He made long, solitary trips into the Sierras in order to attain the peace that comes from nature. He loved running, jumping, playing baseball and especially football. And he loved the Oakland Raiders! In 1987, he bought a home in Dillon, Montana to be in the wide-open spaces and mountains he so adored even though he traveled frequently to California to work in the family business. He was a philosopher – poet who loved numbers, he wrote: “The longer you stay trapped The more acceptable the cage becomes And you end up living a life Of necessity rather than desire!” Robert lived a life of desire especially after meeting Virginia Cook. From the moment they met, they were thrilled to be alive together. His friends say he was the happiest he’d ever been when he was with Virginia. Bob was preceded in death by his mother Aurora Santiago Piper and his brother-in-law, George Percy. He is survived by the love of his life, Virginia Cook and her sons, Devon Compton and Aidan Compton; his father Ron Piper; his sister Nancy Percy; nephew Ryan Percy and his fiancée Keely Volker and nephew Stephen Percy. “In Life we worry about and hate The thought of Death Who knows In Death we may worry about and hate The thought of Life” -- Bob Piper

 



 
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03/24/12 05:54 PM #1    

Ross Gondak

Bob was one of my favorite people and best friends ever since we met in High School. We had a lot of good times ...and also got into a fair amount of trouble together.  Lots of stories ...maybe later. Last year a bunch of us got together and put a bench in Piper Park with a plaque in memory of Bob. It's near the picnic area, on the grass berm behind home plate of the softball field. RIP Bobby ...I'll see you on the bench.  


04/15/12 05:26 PM #2    

Bruce MacGowan

So sorry to hear about Bob's passing.  He was a good guy and a good athlete and I remember him always with a smile on his face.  I mentioned his passing to Coach Endriss recently,  and he was very sad to hear it too.

Al is doing well,  but he always gets a little quiet when he hears that one of the 'kids'  that used to play sports 

 

Redwood back in the day is no longer with us.

 

  It sounds as though Bob had a good life and did what he wanted to.  Getting the most out of every moment is something we all strive for,  and from what Ross said...it  sounds like Bob did just that. We were all lucky to have such a great group of kids to go to school with 'back in the day,'  and Bob Piper was certainly one of those we won't forget


04/24/12 10:43 PM #3    

Joe Akers

whoa    hard to phathom that you're on higher ground...bob   you were a real nice guy and so easy to be friends witrh...great at sports and more...i'll be missing you    see ya on the other side    adios


05/13/12 10:08 PM #4    

Nan Osborn (Wieser)

I was so sad to hear about Bobby. He was a wonderful friend. I have thought often about him over the years. I met him when he was on the football team and we were in separate crowds but he was so friendly and wonderful we became close friends. I will always keep his memory in my heart.


08/28/14 07:07 PM #5    

Rob Miller

R.I.P. Bobby Piper, my old buddy from Greenbrae School.


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