After living a harmonious and wonderful life His Way, Bobby J. Whitaker has suddenly been called to join the angels in heaven Monday, October 19, 2020 at the age of 69 years. He was born on October 4, 1951 to parents James Archie and Vera Marie (Mabes) Whitaker in Evansville, Indiana. Psalm 73:26. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
He is preceded in death by his father James Archie Whitaker, his mother Vera Marie (Whitaker), step-father Oren Kreisher Sr., brothers Jerry Wayne Whitaker and Michael Whitaker. Those left to cherish his memories are his wife Leticia Whitaker; daughter Ellen (Brian) Frasier and son Christopher (Bianca) Whitaker; grandchildren Tricia and Austin Frasier and Nelson Whitaker; 2 great-grandchildren; sisters Barbara Douglas, Patricia Pylant, Carolyn Stock, Donna (Manfred) Stahl and Linda Scott and countless nephews and nieces.
He worked for over 30 years with numerous companies in the department of Safety from his hometown in Evansville, IN, to the Rio Grande Valley, then leading to his final residence in Whitehouse, Texas where he retired. He enjoyed hunting, golfing, BBQing, driving and his joy of music led him through many paths from playing drums in his brother’s band at a young age; he began singing karaoke at many venues, then started his own karaoke business, and loved to sing with his friends and family. He will be greatly missed by all his family and friends who loved him. Psalm 71:23. My lips will shout for joy when I sing praise to you—I whom you have delivered.
Services for his final rest are being arranged by Tyler Memorial Funeral Home in Tyler, Tx. A time of visitation for Bobby will be held Saturday, November 7, 2020 from 10:00 AM to 12:00 PM. at the Tyler Memorial Funeral Home in Tyler. In lieu of flowers donations can be made to help the Whitaker family or to The American Heart & Stroke Association of Tyler.
Corinthians 4:17-18. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
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