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The Class of 59 extends its condolences and prayers to Charlotte and her family on the passing of her husband and our class mate, Bob Delmore, on November 15. Below is a writeup of his life, as submitted by his wife, Charlotte.
Bob Delmore, age 72, passed from life here to life Eternal on Nov 15,2012.
Bob was born in Decatur,Alabama on Nov.13, 1940 the son of Mae Livingston and Leonard Delmore.
He graduated from Decatur High School in 1959. He enjoyed Band and Chorus. He served in the U.S. Army. After returning from Turkey, he worked 20 years in the construction industry at home and abroad. He also worked in the transportation industry, as dispatcher, operator and owner, retiring in 2001.
He served as music director in several Baptist churches and was a faithful member of Bible Study Fellowship in Knoxville, Tn. for 10 years.
He is predeceased by his parents, his sister Mary Charles Bubbett and brother in law Victor Bubbett.Jr.
His survivors include but are not limited to: Charlotte Burks Delmore, Robert L.Delmore, Concord, Tn. John P. Delmore, Shreveport, La. Daniel M. Delmore, Hoover, Al. his constant companion Bama (African Grey Parrot) Nephews: Victor Bubbett 3rd, Ben Bubbett, and Jon Bubbett other relatives and many friends.
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Richard Allen
Like most folks in our class, Bobby was a good Guy. I first met him in the 6th grade when kids from Sommerville Road school were moved to Gordon Bibb. Bobby's best friend then was Thomas Walker, sadly also deceased. One day the two of them put on a little skit to entertain Mrs. Short's class--it was something they had learned in Scouts. They got another student, don't remember who, to go to the front of the room with them and get down on their knees. They told him he was going to learn a secret Indian ceremony, and he was to repeat after them the the secret chant. They proceeded to intone "owaa tagu siam," real Indian lingo we all thought, and the victim repeated it with gusto. Again a little louder and faster "owaa tagu siam ," and the victim enthusiastically responded. This went on for several minutes until the red faced victim and the laughing class realized what he was really saying was "O WHAT A GOOSE I AM." Keep in mind we were 6th graders and things were just funnier back then. Several weeks ago I had several of my grandchildren over to cook hotdogs and roast marsmellows over a camp fire. Before starting the feast, I made them sit in a circle on stones around the fire and I told them we were going to start with an old Indian chant used before every meal, and they eagerly repeated "owaa tagu siam." Thanks for the memory, Bobby and Thomas, where ever you are. Richard Allen