Guestbook

I remember the first Lubbock High Battle of the Bands, circa 1985, where the Rude Boys : Bobby, John, Bumpy, and Hal my brother, won the night! We were all chronicling our teenage angst via musical performance, searching introspectively, and exploding extrovertedly. We all partied one night at Oxford Avenue, and Bobby shone as one who could laugh at self and encourage others' artistic pursuits. I will always appreciate these qualities manifest in this unique individual who spoke of peace and unity before most of us, I at least, had encountered empathy in our own development. Godspeed, Bobby Patterson!

I've known Bobby for over 20 years ago. I was in the 4th or 5th grade and did the production 'Wizard of Oz' with him. I had the biggest crush on him and I remember all of the younger girls (munchkins) in awe of this cool college boy. To tell you the truth, I don't remember if he was a good actor or a crowd favorite (kids my age don't really care about that) but I can tell you he is one of the only people I remember. There has to be a reason for that. He was VERY FUNNY and so kind, and always included the younger kids. He made me feel that I was an important part of the play. He was just a neat guy. I've seen him once or twice since then but not gotten to really visit. I can picture who he turned out to be. If it's anything like he was in "the wizard days", God is having fun and definitely laughing with Bobby.

Bobby was an amazing child and adult. He will be remember and honored by many friends.

Although I didn't stay in touch with Bobby for long, I learned a lot from him. He introduced me to outsider art and one of my now favorite spots, The Webb Gallery in Waxahachie. To this day, I still have a postcard from a Webb Gallery artist Bobby told me about magnetized to my fridge.

Bobby was such a unique, lively and creative person and a witty conversationalist to boot, he definitely made a lasting impression on me.

Tommy and Jeannie, you are our dearest and closest friends. Both of you are in our thoughts every day. I have never known two people who have dealt with such a horrible tragedy like you two have. Your strength is incredible! Bobby was such an outstanding and unique young man. I know your memories are happy ones. We love both of you and continue to admire your courage. Always remember the cross on the ceiling at New Year's. It was truly a "God thing" especially when the colors appeared on it...blue is for healing, gold is for the presence of the Holy Spirit. Peace and love always, Tom and Polly

I was introduced to Bobby Patterson's work almost a year ago through his mother Jeannie. While I did not get the chance to know him personally, it is not difficult to see what an impact his life made not only through his relationships with others, but through his paintings, which ensure that he will live on in the thoughts of those who view them for a long time to come. My thoughts and prayers continue to be with you and your family Jeannie, I am so glad that this website exists so that others might continue to know your son and see the impact that one person with a vision can create with just the stroke of a brush.

My blessings to the patterson family. I share alot of great memories of bobby and I traveling through the orient and carousing through the halls of Lubbock High. God bless!

Tark O. Middleton

Jeannie,
Thanks for sending the Program for the Lubbock Fine Arts Festival dedicated to Bobby. How perfect, I know he is smiling. Dolo said you are taking a trip this summer. Hope you have a wonderful time! Camille will be in Austin July 7-14 if you find yourselves this way.
Hugs to Eddy, Tommy and Kirsten!

It is funny how one forget's the smaller things in life's passing only to have them all surface at once when reason to recall them has arisen. My reason to recall is a sad one. I remember the day in 1983 the hallways of atkins junior high would change forever, as would my life. Growing only closer in high school and burning our path towards a unique independence Bobby and I would share things that I know at this moment in time I will bottle and forever cherish. I saw the determination and the drive of an artistic soul wanting to break out and project. The hours we put into "Indian wants the Bronx", the entire set designed by Bobby. (Mind you this is high school.) But the summer to follow, the summer of graduation, Bobby and I shared ourselves, tried to see through each other to better understand ourselves. We shared things that will go on only with me, hopefully one day for Bobby and I to laugh at once more at our soul's crossing. Everything else, I would love to share with all. I miss you my dear friend and shed many tears for you, but once again Bobby Patterson you have inspired me deep inside, something you tried to bring out in me one summer night at an all night coffee outing at the IHOP. Thank you my dearest friend for shining light in a shadow, you have helped me find what I have been looking for, now it is up to me to do the rest. And thank you for coming to me in my sleep to say "goodbye"

Isn't it funny that I have lived in the same town for 29 years and never knew Bobby Patterson. I only met him once, but after viewing this wonderful website I feel we could have been close friends in life. But as his spirit touches friends & strangers, isn't it compelling that his words & script have such a continuing impact? I think that's what each one of us wish for. Thank you for this opportunity to know him.

Have been thinking of you guys (Jeannie, Tommy and Eddie) so much the past week and just wanted you to know. What a wonderful web site this is and how comforting to read the special notes about Bobby. All of you are always in our prayers! We love you.
Suzanne and John

Jeannie and Tommy, Gladys has been sharing with me funny stories that Ila Ruth had told her years ago. Bobby was such an incredibly special little boy to his grandmother. One story goes something like this, Ila Ruth was up early and in her usual "festive" mood, she said (loudly I'm sure:-) "Good Morning Bobby!" Rubbing his eyes, Bobby moaned something like "Don't talk to me yet Nonnie......" Another one was Ila Ruth said to Bobby after he had been especially insightful about something, "Bobby, where did that come from?" Bobby said, "I don't know Nonnie, I guess God put it there!!!" It's obvious that Bobby was a special person to many people, I regret that we never knew him except through Ila Ruth's stories. Our hearts and our prayers go out to you as you heal. We love you guys.

Pat and Richard and Gladys

Jeannie,
Thank you for sharing Bobby with me through this beautiful website. I wish I had known him. It is truly amazing to understand the impact he has had on people's lives. Experiencing Bobby has given me such hope and peace for what God has in store for my family. Thank you, dear friend.

Bobby was one of my best friends. We always wanted to be partners in a gallery and i'm saddened it will never happen. Bobby" Its A Beautiful Night!! " The Train kepta rollin all night long. I'll never forget you.

Bobby Grandjean

Jeannie and Tommy, We want you to know you are in our thoughts and our prayers.

Carol and Alec

i was deeply saddened to learn of bobby's passing. i only knew him as a friend of my boyfriend back in the early 90's but always liked bobby and always remembered him fondly. actually, i always remembered his smile and his bright spirit. he was naturally kind and playful -- great energy. i am sorry for all of you who knew and loved him. please know he is in my prayers for eternal peace on the other side.

denise fierro collins

Just checking the site to read what other friends have said, (and to feel close.... with love to the loved ones:)

What a wonderful tribute to Bobby and how privileged I feel to have this glimpse of his adult life. My memories of Bobby are from an easier time. I remember flag football on crisp fall days, summer days that seemed like they'd never end, family dinners, chocolate chip cookies, and lots of love and laughter at the Patterson home. I can see through Bobby's beautiful works of art and through the pouring out of so many hearts that the love and laughter remained with Bobby. What more can we ask for in this imperfect place? Tommy, Jeannie, and Eddy - my heart aches for each of you and for your sweet Bobby. Through the grace of God an awkward peace will emerge. You all remain in my thoughts and prayers. Always with love, Dawn

To the Patterson Family, what a special soul you brought into the world. I know Bobby mostly from childhood, we performed in the Music Man and Jesus Christ Superstar together. We had those wonderful conversations about our newest crush. He vowed he would never tell I kissed King Mahon backstage. He drove me crazy in Jesus Christ Superstar always changing the blocking mid show and taking me up to the highest scaffold, when I was afraid of heights. And I loved him dearly as awnry as he was! I send blessings to whatever his next role may be... With love, light, and gratitude, Shelley

The first time I ever saw Bobby was when he played WInthrop in The Music Man. I was blown away by how talented he was. Always after that, even to when I saw him last July 4th, I think of him as a little boy performing on stage. He was always a bright spirit and always made me laugh.