Hugh’s News & Views (Bob Young)


As I indicated in the inaugural issue of “Hugh’s News & Views” back on November 10, 2010, from time to time I will address strictly personal and family matters. Such is the case with this edition. “News & Views” is intended not only as a teaching medium, but also as a means for staying in touch with family and long time friends.

Robert E. (Bob) Young, my wife’s only brother, passed from this life on January 27, 2016 at the age of 81. Memorial services were conducted at Baue Funeral Home in St. Charles, Missouri on Sunday, January 31. Sons-in-law, grandsons, and grand-sons-in-law served as pallbearers. In addition to his parents, Bob was preceded in death by his wife, Carolyn, in October of 2012, after a long battle with Parkinson’s disease and subsequent dementia.

Bob was born in Parsons, Kansas on February 13, 1934, the second child and only son of George H. Young and Lela Mae Rude Young. He graduated from Rossville (Kansas) High School in 1952 where he was active in sports and quarterbacked the Rossville,High School football team his senior year. The summer following his high school graduation, his family moved to Loudon, Tennessee. Bob entered Freed-Hardeman College (then a two year school) in Henderson, Tennessee in the fall of 1952 and received his diploma from the college in 1954. Bob was a popular student at Freed-Hardeman, frequently dating the daughter of the school’s president, H. A. Dixon. Brother and sister Dixon thought highly of Bob. He was a member of the college tennis team and had a great fondness and deep respect for Robert Witt, the tennis coach. Following his two years at Freed-Hardeman, Bob joined the U. S. Army.

In January 1955, Bob married Carolyn Murrell, the pretty “girl next door” to his parents in Loudon. Bob was sent to the Panama Canal Zone where his and Carolyn’s first daughter, Tanya, was born. After his discharge from the Army, he and Carolyn and their daughter returned to Loudon. Here their second daughter, Tammy, was born in 1958. Son Randy was born in 1962 and daughter Linda in 1963. For a period of time Bob worked in Oak Ridge, Tennessee, followed by a move to Tullahoma, Tennessee where he worked in the aerospace industry for a few years.

In 1968, Bob and Carolyn moved their young family to St. Charles, Missouri where he was employed as an airplane engine diagnostics technician with Ozark Airlines, which later merged with Trans World Airlines. Bob retired from TWA in 1996. He and Carolyn had a few good years to enjoy traveling both in the U. S. and abroad before the onset of Carolyn’s illness. Our respective families were often together during all of the working years, as well as in the retirement years.

Bob was baptized into Christ as a young boy. He loved the Lord, he loved the word of the Lord, and he loved to study the Bible. He was an able song leader and led the singing in two gospel meetings I preached in successive years (1958 and 1959) at the Loudon (TN) Church of Christ. Bob was blessed with a number of skills. He could build just about anything and repair just about anything. By nature, he was a helpful person, always willing to lend two strong hands and an able mind to anyone desiring or needing his help. His neighbors always knew that he was available to help and that he had the tools for almost any job that needed to be done.

In addition to his four children (mentioned above) and their spouses, Bob is survived by seven grandchildren, two step-grandchildren, five great-grandchildren, and two step-great-grandchildren. He also is survived by his two sisters and their spouses, as well as nieces and nephews and great-nieces and great-nephews, all of whom had great love and respect for “Uncle Bob.”

Bob and Carolyn were the first of Jan’s and my siblings or their spouses to pass from this life. Jan’s sister and her husband are still with us, as are my sister and her husband and my brother. Yet, as the late great gospel preacher Guy N. Woods often said at the conclusion of his sermons, “It will be soon for some of us; it cannot be long for any of us that we will lay aside this mortal coil. When that day comes it will not make any difference what our occupation was, where we lived, what we wore, or what we drove. There will loom up over the vast horizon only one thought: ‘Am I prepared to meet my God?’ ” We all would do well to ponder that sobering question.

Hugh Fulford

February 16, 2016