Robert Gomez Jr

Robert Gomez #54G

In my brother’s 41 years young he lived, he had wisdom like an 81 year old man. He was wise far beyond hi s years. He lived life to its fullest. He did more in those 41 years than most of us will do in a lifetime. He was a kind, strong and giving man who had the need for speed. He was a true motor head. He didn’t just like it or love it, he lived it. When we were small, he rode his roller skates and skateboards crazy and fast. I think he was the first extreme sports athlete. He was riding his first chopper at 5, he was racing motocross at 14 and he raced sprint cars until the day he died. It was in his blood. I thank God that Robert left us the way he did. I believe he would have been upset if he had died in his sleep. He always said, when I die it is going to be on my bike or in my race car. I can hear him now, proclaiming his last words, “”Wow what a ride!” The name of his race team was F.A.R. racing. He was so proud of this name. F.A.R. stands for Felicia, Andrea, and Regina, his loves of his life. He was a true competitor. He’s probably looking down at us now and saying “hey, I got that checkered flag; I crossed the finish line first!” Robert feared nothing. When we had to calm our horse, her name was Apache, Robert would jump on her and run her so fast and hard until she would calm down. Again, he had that need for speed. He feared nothing; Robert was one of the hardest workers I know. It is evident in his hands. He had strong, hard working hands. We would always tease him that he would never wash them. They seemed to always be full of grease. He was successful in everything he did. He had a very successful business that he was so proud of, that we were so proud of. That is why the pall bearers wore t-shirts with his company name. Robert was also buried in one of those t-shirts. One of his greatest successes he had accomplished in his life is his beautiful marriage to a wonderful woman who loved him with such an intense love I’ve never seen before. And Dorothy, I want to thank you for supporting him on everything he did. Because that is what it takes to be successful, is the love and support he had from his family. Although he had such a serious demeanor, he was a great jokester. When I first moved to New Mexico, I was only 17, Robert called me to make sure everything was okay, and he was concerned if I had a chance to change the air in my tires. “Change the air in my tires,” I said, “what do you mean?” He told me that I had to change the air in my tires from summer air to winter air. I got worried because I didn’t know how to do that. “I better call dad!” He just laughed because I fell for it! I am truly blessed because every time I look at my son, he will remind me of my brother. He has that same serious demeanor yet a goofy sense of humor just like his Uncle Robert. Some of Robert’s favorite things were cookies; he ate about 12 to 15 at a time. I was able to bribe him with cookies to get into his fort that he and Uncle Stevie built. There were no girls allowed. Except for the ones with cookies. He loved cereal. He didn’t eat it out of regular bowls; he ate it out of serving bowls; half a box and half a gallon at a time. He loved classic rock music. But I’m going to let you in on a little secret. His favorite song was Lady Marmalade by Christina Aguilera. He used to belt that song from the top of lungs proclaiming that “she sang it almost as good as he did!” His favorite song to sing was Boogers, which is a made up family song. His favorite restaurant was Texas Land and Cattle. His favorite holiday was Halloween. He always had the best costumes. His favorite story to tell was Lift Gate, ask Felix about that one. He had lots of nick names, Bobby, little Robert, Fafas, Babe, My Daddy, Papa, Uncle Bobert, and Buzz Lightyear. Things he used to say a lot: “It is what it is” - “do what you gotta do” – “it’s F-U-N, FUN!” – “Jam on it” – “The army called, they want their guns back (and then he would flex his arms).” Robert was a very giving man. Even in death, he continued to give. He was an organ donor; he gave life for others to live. He was a good son and he had a great relationship with my mom and dad. He spent every moment he could with them. He was a loving husband and father, and a great provider. He left a great legacy with his 3 beautiful daughters and a genius grandson, Joe Joe. He was a good role model as a brother and a great friend. It’s not good bye my big brother, for you will always be with us, it’s just see you later! We love and miss you!

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Robert Gomez Jr.

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