Life Story for Robert Hollis Barrett Jr
Robert "Rob, China, Masterchief" Barrett left this world to be with his Lord in heaven on January 1, 2018 surrounded by his loving wife, Mother, Son, and Sister. When he arrived in heaven, looking dapper in his dress blues, he was greeted by his father, Robert Barrett Sr, and Brother, David Barrett. With a surprised look on his father's face, he asked... A bit early aren't ya? Bacon's still cookin' but coffee's ready."
Rob was born on May 31, 1948 in Memphis, Tennessee. He will be remembered as a caring and amazing man filled with world experience, and a Zen-like nature. He was a devoted husband, and unsurpassed as a father. He was a beloved mentor while serving in the U.S. Navy as a Masterchief. Retiring from the Navy after 30 years of dedicated service to the Country he adored, he continued that service in a civilian capacity as a Logistics Management Specialist for an additional 20 years.
Outside of work, he loved going to the movies, watching sports, keeping up with his favorite shows, and cruising the Freemont Experience in Downtown, Las Vegas.
He leaves behind a wife, Teresa Barrett, sons, David and Errick Barrett, mother, Minnie "Libby" Barrett, sister, Carol Sebring, and numerous nieces, nephews, and friends. He also leaves behind an honorary granddaughter, A Pekingese named Athena, who will dearly miss "grandpas" belly rubs and playtime.
Rob will be most remembered for his loving nature, and ability to reduce life's complicated fractions to their simplest terms - His love for family, His love for friends, His love for Country, and His love for life flowed through his veins with every beat of his heart until it could beat no more. Though not as spartan, His understanding of life and what mattered the most would leave Henry David Thoreau envious.
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms...”