Robert Bruce McLeod II

Love you my dear brother. Praying you are with Mom , Dad and your pal Fred…most human dog I ever knew. You will always remain in my heart.

Rob, I can’t believe you are gone. We were close in the early years. Later you had a different path, one that was hard to understand. What I did know was that you needed a Dad, one that could stand. One that could play ball with. It was HUGE that Dad wouldn’t let you play football in high school. He was terrified that you would break your neck and become paralyzed. That was the beginning…your response was to go your own way, an often dangerous way. It is by the Grace of God you came through it whole in body if not in mind. That would slowly come. You had to go through a lot of pain as you worked your way through your anger. Finally you found a family that didn’t have a shared history, accepted you for the character you were, grandchildren to love you and wife that stood by you. I am so happy you had Shelley.. I am working tirelessly on the book Rob. Oh how I wish you were here to go through the chapters as they are completed. You would be so surprised and pleased.

Rob, I KNOW you are with Mom and Dad. Fredo is there too. I love you Rob. Bon

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I have so many fond memories of Robert-he could light up a room with his great stories and sense of humor. But, I will always hold both Robert and Shelley near and dear to my heart for how kind they were to my own father when he was older and living by himself. Robert and Shelley came by and visit with him and he had such a good time talking to them. My Dad would often ask Gavin and me when Robert and Dakota were going to come to town. My Dad always called Shelley Dakota and the rest of us got a kick out of this-he loved their visits and it was very kind of them to spend time with him.
There will never be another Robert and I will always remember his big hugs and big lough.
Much Love Always-Love, Kathy

Sorry to hear about this! I met Bob at Central High our freshman year. When my friends and I got to Central we stuck together as a group but after being around so many other kids that were fun to be with we decided we needed some friends outside of our group. Bob Went to a different grade school, but he was one of the first “outsiders” we “adopted” ( or maybe he adopted us!), For 4 years at Central at almost every ballgame, dance or party Bob was there! It seemed that everything I did at Central that involved more than 10 people, Bob was there. Everybody loved him. He was funny to be with and a loyal friend! I loved the guy! After graduation we didn’t see as much of him as we would have liked. During freshman year at PC Bob and I and a group of our friends played in a city basketball league, Bob had never played any sports in high school, unlike most of us guys, and I remember playing with him and being shocked at how good he was! Some guys on our team and all of the other team had played basketball in high schools all over the valley and Bob was a started on our team and possibly the best player on the team. He wasn’t tall, but had huge hands and could easily palm a basketball. We had great times during and after those games. Then Bob kind of disappeared for a few months and that was the beginning of our future relationship. It seemed he would just disappear for a few weeks, months or even years then someone would say, “Hey, McLeod is in town!” We’d get together and maybe hang out for a few days, or weeks if we were lucky. Then he’d disappear again until the next time we saw him. That’s when I realized that during all of the time we spent together and all of the experiences we had together, I never really knew him. The only thing we knew about him were rumors. I remember hearing he was living in a cave outside of Sedona! (Still don’t know if it was true, Bob wouldn’t claim or deny it!) After a while, we realized, “that’s just Bob.” After everytime he’d disappear we’d just look forward to seeing him again later. I guess I can’t look forward to that anymore! It’s probably been about 20-25 years since I last saw him. I can’t remember how many times I’d be at a reunion or class get together and someone would say, “Anybody seen McLeod? Anyone know where Bob’s living? Anyone know what Bob’s doing?” None of us had any idea what was going on in his mind or in his life. I hope he knew that we all loved and cared about him. Bob was just different! That’s not a negative statement! In our crowd that was accepted as long as that person was our friend. Bob always seemed to have fun and be fun to be around. He was hard for me to get to know. I just hope he found as much joy in his life as I got when I was with him! Bob was a unique person and we never got to know as much of the story as we wanted to know. I’m sure that story would be unique to say the least. And, Gavin, I hope he was a believer because that means I’ll get to hang out with him again! Blessings and peace to his family and the close friends he had.

Uncle R-O-Double D-D-O Double G.
I have always loved you. Although I didn’t get to spend much time with you, you always had a special place in my heart. Your energy was contagious and my memories of you will always bring me a smile. My dad LOVED you, and I know that the two of you are together now. I will take a dip in the pool every March, and think of you with a laugh.