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Thomas Albert Robson Jr.

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Thomas Albert Robson Jr.

Birth
Hollywood, Los Angeles County, California, USA
Death
12 Aug 2008 (aged 86)
Burbank, Los Angeles County, California, USA
Burial
Hollywood Hills, Los Angeles County, California, USA Add to Map
Plot
Tribute, (Lot) 7135 (Space) 3
Memorial ID
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Tom was the beloved husband of Marie; Loving father of Gary and Susan; grandfather of Jessica; and father-in-law to Ing Britt. Tom was born and raised in Hollywood and graduated from Hollywood High School in 1941. He served in the US Coast Guard in WW11 in the Central Pacific theater. He was a retired Supervisor of Pacific Telephone.
Upon marriage in 1948, Tom moved to Burbank, where he resided until his passing. He was a member of the US National LST Association and the USS LST 23 Association. He will be deeply missed by his family and friends. He was a man that could fix most any broken thing. He possessed a terrific sense of humor and loved to laugh. A friend to all.
God saw you were getting tired, and a cure was not to be... So he put his arms around you, and whispered, come with me... With tearful eyes we watched you suffer and saw you fade away, Although we loved you dearly, We could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, Working hands were put to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.
In Loving Memory.
Tom was the beloved husband of Marie; Loving father of Gary and Susan; grandfather of Jessica; and father-in-law to Ing Britt. Tom was born and raised in Hollywood and graduated from Hollywood High School in 1941. He served in the US Coast Guard in WW11 in the Central Pacific theater. He was a retired Supervisor of Pacific Telephone.
Upon marriage in 1948, Tom moved to Burbank, where he resided until his passing. He was a member of the US National LST Association and the USS LST 23 Association. He will be deeply missed by his family and friends. He was a man that could fix most any broken thing. He possessed a terrific sense of humor and loved to laugh. A friend to all.
God saw you were getting tired, and a cure was not to be... So he put his arms around you, and whispered, come with me... With tearful eyes we watched you suffer and saw you fade away, Although we loved you dearly, We could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, Working hands were put to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.
In Loving Memory.


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