At Robbie's funeral, my dear friend, Cathy Dimmick,
who had driven all the way from Colorado, sang a
beautiful song called "Go Rest High on That Mountain,"
written by Vince Gill in honor of his own brother who
had died. The song was especially appropriate for
Robbie, who did, indeed, have many troubles in this
world, but who was able to "go to heaven a'shoutin'
love for the Father and the Son."




Go Rest High on That Mountain


I know your life on earth was troubled,
And only you can know the pain.
You weren't afraid to face the Devil;
You were no stranger to the rain.


Go rest high on that mountain!
Son, your work on earth is done.
Go to heaven a'shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son.


Oh, how we cried the day you left us!
We gathered 'round your grave to grieve.
Wish I could see the angels' faces
When they hear your sweet voice sing!


Go rest high on that mountain!
Son, your work on earth is done.
Go to heaven a'shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son.


Words and music copyright by Vince Gill




By far, Robbie's greatest legacy is the example he lived--
a complete faith and trust in our Lord Jesus Christ. No
matter how many seizures he suffered or how many trips
to the hospital he had to make, he seldom complained, but
maintained a cheerfulness that was inspiring to those around him.

His suffering seemed only to deepen his faith, for he knew that his
reward would be eternity in heaven. Yet he cherished life and
savored it to the end, though he often expressed his wish to be with
his Heavenly Father so that he could get answers to all the questions
he had. I like to picture him now, sitting at Jesus' feet, and learning
directly from Him.



Another legacy Robbie left was the gift of sight, as his corneas made it
possible for two people in two different states to see again. Because
Robbie had died several hours before we found him, his organs were
not suitable for donation, but many people benefitted from his tissues
and bone donations. We know that Robbie would have approved these
gifts, for he was such a loving and giving person, and it gives us some
comfort knowing that a part of him still lives on, helping others.



The following is Robbie's obituary as it was published in the Dodge City Daily Globe.



There are several errors in this published obituary. First, Robbie died on
March 15th, not on the 16th. And, second, his three brain surgeries were
in December, 1994, not 1995.

Nevertheless, we were greatly pleased that the Globe chose to publish
the obituary as I had written it, giving Robbie's Christian testimony and
listing his many interests. Following this date, we noted a trend in the
obituaries printed by the Globe: more and more of them gave personal
information about the deceased, rather than just the "cold facts." I think
of this improvement as another legacy that Robbie has left the community.




Six-month-old Sierra reaching for some of the beautiful flowers that arrived
for her Uncle Robbie's funeral
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Smoky Mountains Photo Courtesy of Richard Weisser and smokyphotos.com

Thank you, Sherre, for the beautiful globe of Jesus with a child at His feet.