W.W. "Bill" Wythe Roberts

W.W. “Bill” Roberts, Jr. went to be with his Lord onNovember 12, 2006.Graveside services will be at Greenwood Cemetery inWeatherford, TX on 11:00 A.M.  at East Greenwood Cemetary with MurphyPhillips, of the South Main Church of Christ officiating.Bill Roberts was born on August 21, 1927 to W.W. “Wythe” Roberts Sr. and Lois Spann Roberts in the Dicey Community.  Mr. Roberts graduated from Weatherford High School, attended Weatherford Collegeand Texas Tech University before joining the Merchant Marines.  Once he was old enough, he joined the UnitedStates Navy, where he served aboard the U.S.S. Clamagore, a diesel submarine.  In 1951 he married the love of his life, Mary Drake and operated a dairy near Lake Weatherford for many years. In 1967 he changedcareers and began working in the aircraft industry for Southern Airways in Mineral Wells.  In 1968 he movedto Amarillo, TX to work for Bell Helicopter Textron, later moving to Tehran, Iran with Bell.  Upon hisreturn from Iran, he finished his aircraft career with General Dynamics in Ft. Worth from which he retired in1992.Mr. Roberts was preceded in death by his parents, his eldest son, Tuffy Lee Roberts, and his eldestgrandson, Terry Lee Roberts.Mr. Roberts is survived by his beloved and devoted wife of 55 years, Mary of the home, his daughter,Naomi Roberts Woodard and her husband, Mark of Amarillo, his son, William Wythe “Bill” Roberts, IIIof Galveston, his sister, Anne Blackmon of Ft. Worth, his grandchildren, Tracy Garvin and her husband, Troy,Danica Woodard, Nathan Woodard and his wife Miranda, W.W. “Billy” Roberts IV, Randy Roberts, Paul Robertsand Ella Kathryn; his great grandchildren Ashleigh and Bayleigh Garvin and Benjamin Lee Jacobsen.  He is alsosurvived by Janice Roberts Gilliland and her husband, Al, Paula Roberts, many nieces, nephews, friends andhis faithful companion, Suzy.His rugged smile,Invites you to sit a while.This handsome man,Who many times was kissed with a tan.With a mind so sharp,And He always had heart.He never was mean, And his wit’s were keen.We will all miss him,The lips that kissed him.The arms that held him,The hearts that loved him.Let his hope be ours,Higher than the stars.Of life eternal,It began with faith small as a kernel.We look to see him,This wonderful man we called father, husband and friend.  

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