Note: This past week, my grandfather passed away. This is his obituary. I’m publishing it here because I loved my grandfather and I think he should be commemorated.
Charles Robert Stillman (Bob) passed away on January 31, 2012 surrounded by his family and friends following a short, but courageous, battle with cancer.
Bob was born August 29, 1924 to Garrie Wayne and Florence Stillman in East Millcreek. He graduated from Granite High School and the University of Utah with a Bachelor of Science in Business Administration. He served in the U.S. Army from 1944 to 1946 as a medic in the Pacific Theatre of World War II. His brother Richard, a pilot, lost his life in the same war.
Bob married his college sweetheart, June Clark, on November 3, 1950. They were married for 60 years prior to her passing in the Spring of 2010. They have two beautiful daughters, Susan and Wendy Oakes (Gene) and four grandchildren, Robert (Marie), Rachelle, Jordan, and Tyler. He is survived by two sisters, Frances Fehr and Marilyn Stillman, and preceded in death by his brothers, Garrie and Richard.
Bob joined his father in the family business, Standard Supply Company, in 1946. He loved his work at Standard Supply. He enjoyed spending time at the office, visiting with clients, working with the staff, and enjoying the success of his lifelong efforts. He was at his desk just a few weeks prior to his passing. He shared a tremendous bond of friendship with his colleagues at Standard Supply and considered them to be members of his extended family.
Bob loved being out of doors. He was an avid sportsman and fisherman who tied his own flies, filled his own shells, and actively helped to manage the family duck club. He was happiest when on the water or in the wild with family and friends.
His other great passion was golf. He came to the game late in life, at age 50, but played for over 35 years. He was a lifetime member of the Alpine Country Club and a founding member of Bloomington Country Club. He enjoyed every aspect of game, except for the sand and water hazards, and even made his own golf clubs.
It was in his avocation as loving father and doting grandfather that he was happiest, though. He was loved tremendously and will be missed greatly.