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Robert Paul “Bob” Repp

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Robert Paul “Bob” Repp

Birth
Saint John, Whitman County, Washington, USA
Death
13 Aug 2010 (aged 80)
Colfax, Whitman County, Washington, USA
Burial
Cremated, Ashes scattered. Specifically: At Agate Beach, over the Thanksgiving Holiday, 2011 Add to Map
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Dad was born the youngest of 13 children of John and Mary Repp, Volga German folk who immigrated in the 1890's first to Kansas arriving in St. John about 1910. His father passed away from tuberculosis when he was 14. He graduated High School in St. John in 1948, and married his life partner Mildred Irene Means Oct. 2, 1950 at Couer D'Alene, Idaho. They moved to Colfax in the early '50s, and he worked at Smitty's Shell Station for several years, before learning the carpentry trade, made his living and raised his family building all manner of things. He was a crazy hard worker, and mastered everything he put his hand to.
He played just as hard, in his younger years building model aircraft and tying flies, taking photos which he developed and tinted with mom. As we grew he took the family on innumerable field trips, camping, in search of beach agates, geodes, garnets, topaz, petrified wood, quartz crystals, apache tears, peridot and saphires, which he tumbled, cut, shaped and in later years, faceted into beautiful objects. He enjoyed skiing and for many years drove the family up to Swietzer Basin. He and Millie travel extensively after their retirement, they never made all 50 states, but they gave it a good solid try.
Dad fell to Alzheimer's, and we all miss his quick wit and zest for life. He will live forever in our hearts.
Dad was born the youngest of 13 children of John and Mary Repp, Volga German folk who immigrated in the 1890's first to Kansas arriving in St. John about 1910. His father passed away from tuberculosis when he was 14. He graduated High School in St. John in 1948, and married his life partner Mildred Irene Means Oct. 2, 1950 at Couer D'Alene, Idaho. They moved to Colfax in the early '50s, and he worked at Smitty's Shell Station for several years, before learning the carpentry trade, made his living and raised his family building all manner of things. He was a crazy hard worker, and mastered everything he put his hand to.
He played just as hard, in his younger years building model aircraft and tying flies, taking photos which he developed and tinted with mom. As we grew he took the family on innumerable field trips, camping, in search of beach agates, geodes, garnets, topaz, petrified wood, quartz crystals, apache tears, peridot and saphires, which he tumbled, cut, shaped and in later years, faceted into beautiful objects. He enjoyed skiing and for many years drove the family up to Swietzer Basin. He and Millie travel extensively after their retirement, they never made all 50 states, but they gave it a good solid try.
Dad fell to Alzheimer's, and we all miss his quick wit and zest for life. He will live forever in our hearts.


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