Bobby Revelle

Bobby Gene Revelle, Sr. of Potosi, Missouri was born on August 21, 1958 in Mineral Point, Missouri, a son to the late Jackson Columbus Revelle and the late Catherine Anita (Cain) Revelle. On July 29, 1978, Bobby was united in marriage to Brenda Kircher and four children were born unto this union.

Bob departed this life on November 28, 2016 at his residence surrounded by his family having reached the age of fifty eight years, three months, and seven days.

Bob is survived by his beloved wife, Brenda Revelle of Potosi; son Bobby Gene Revelle, Jr. and wife Cindy of Potosi; three daughters: Katie Nadine Revelle and Johnny Ford of Hillsboro, Chasity Patricia Revelle and Dave Schroeder of Union, and Jill Alisia Pinson and husband Jason of Potosi; four brothers: Jimmy Revelle and wife Wanda, Thomas Revelle and wife Marie, Anthony “Tony” Revelle, and Terry Revelle – all of Potosi; and twelve grandchildren: Nick Stayley and wife Swat, Taylor Stayley, Dougie Brand II, Parker Whitaker, Quinton Whitaker, Brittney Cowin, Levi Bridgeman, Nate Cowin, Maddy Cowin, Braydon Whitaker, Ean Pinson, and Mackenzie Ford.

In addition to his parents, Bob is preceded in death by his grandson, Ashton Elijah Whitaker, two sisters: Debbie and Brenda Revelle; and his father-in-law and mother-in-law Rev. Kenneth and Nadine Kircher.

Bob was ornery, stubborn, and very hard headed, but at the same time he would give you the shirt off his back. He loved to cook, and really loved to cook for others. He always wanted to feed people. Even when he couldn't breathe, and was very drowsy because of medicine, when he heard someone new walk in the door he would look up long enough to say, "There's plenty of food in there. Go get you some." You learned quick, that when you went to visit Bob, you went with an empty stomach, because your were going to eat, and eat good before you left.

Bob loved to work with his hands. He loved to whittle and draw. He could find a stick that anyone else would overlook, pick it up, and start widdling on it, and find the beauty hidden within it. Bob loved to share this gift with others.

Now back to the ornery and hard headed part. Bob had more than his fare share of hospitalizations. He was not a patient, patient. When you got a call that he was ready to come home; you knew that you better get there quick, because he would sign himself out. When you got there he would be waiting outside for you to pick him up, and sometimes half way home he would pull up his sleeve, point to his IV, and say, "you can take this out when you get home."

Bob took pride in his service for our country. He loved to tell stories of how he fed the men that he was in charge of. He would tell about how he would tweek the recipes in his own special way, and how he would make birthday cakes even when he was in the field. One time a soldier didn't want a cake for his birthday, but he wanted a meatloaf. Bob had to tell the soldier that meatloaf wasn't planned till the next week. Bob didn't disappoint though. He was able to spare enough meat from the meal they were cooking to make that soldier his own small meatloaf for his birthday. He was not one to disappoint, and we all know that the soldier that ate in his mess hall, ate good.

His true love and pride was his family. Even though he loved to pick at and aggravate Brenda, everyone knew that she was the love of his life. His children and grandchildren weren't any less important to him. Even though he may have grumbled about the noise, or the grimmy fingers in his pork rind bag, he wouldn't of had it any other way. He would tell countless stories of the things that he had done with his kids and grand kids, and then tell all the things that he still wanted to do with them, and teach them.

Bob was one of the biggest hearted people you will ever meet. He loved to put a smile on the face of everyone he met, unless you were digging up his ditch. Then he would tell his hospice nurse, "I'll be right back," take off his oxygen, go tell the highway workers that they better fix the mess that they created, then come back out of breathe, but we wouldn't have him any other way.

The thing that we are most proud of, and the thing that gives us the most peace today, is that he gave his heart to Jesus. Brenda served the Lord, and went to church without Bob for many years. Bob did many things to help, and support the churches that Brenda attended, but when Bob gave his heart to God it was wholeheartedly. He held nothing back, and he never regretted it. Among his many stories, were the stories about the love of God as the tears would flow down his cheeks. I can see him now, sitting at the feet of Jesus, basking in the Love of God. I don't know who or how the Marriage Supper of the Lamb is going to be prepared, but if anyone can talk God into letting them help cook for it, it will be Bob.

Visitation will be held on Thursday, December 1, 2016 at the DeClue Funeral Home from 4:30 PM until 8:00 PM and will resume on Friday, December 2, 2016, beginning at 9:00 AM.

A funeral service will be held on Friday at 12:00 Noon with Pastor Matt Woods officiating, held in the DeClue Memorial Chapel.

Interment and final prayers will be held at the Sunset Hill Cemetery where Bobby will receive full military honors presented by the United States Army and VFW Post 6996. DeClue Funeral Home was privileged to care for the funeral arrangements of Bob during this time of remembrance.