Robert T. Padilla, Jr.
Apr 19, 1955 – May 27, 2017
Preceded in death by father, Robert T. Padilla, Sr.; brother, David. Survived by wife, Kim Padilla; daughter, Andrea Abrahamson (Kris) son, Adam Padilla; grandchildren: Isaac, Charlie, and Ali; mother, Delores Padilla; siblings: Steve Padilla, Theresa Stoldaka (Paul), Diana Poole, and Annette Williams (Dwight); sister-in-law, Linda Padilla; nieces and nephews; other relatives and many friends.
The family will receive friends Tuesday, May 30th from 5pm to 6:30pm, with VIGIL SERVICE at 6:30pm at the Bel Air Chapel. 12100 W. Center Rd. Memorials will be directed by the family.
Robert Thomas Padilla, Jr., the first-born son of Delores and Robert Padilla, Sr., was born in Omaha Nebraska, on April 19, 1955. He and his five siblings—David, Stephen, Theresa, Diana, and Annette—grew up in South Omaha attending Our Lady of Lourdes school and parish, followed by South High School.
Robert joined the military at age 18 and served in Korea. Upon returning he began working at Thompson, Dreessen and Dorner and was a surveyor for 20 years. His crew at Thompson, Dreessen, and Dorner became family, and we all still hold them close to our hearts. His passion for surveying and for that company were so apparent that his son, Adam, followed in Bob’s footsteps and also works for TD2. At age 35, Bob earned his college degree in electronics and served in the electrical union through various companies. He worked tirelessly throughout his career to provide for his family, always putting their needs ahead of his.
At the young age of 22, Bob married the love of his life, Kim, and they spent the next 39 ½ years growing up together, loving and supporting each other. Their Love Story is one that rewrites expectation, and they were always sure to remind each other how much they loved one another. Dad was a romantic soul, often telling Kim he loved her beyond the moon and the stars…which became their symbol. They had two children—Andrea, born in 1981, and Adam, born in 1985. The family enjoyed frequent vacations to Colorado and South Dakota, which always meant long car rides and lots of laughter. The family was close—always talking and telling stories around the kitchen table. Often times this ritual involved trying to teach dad about having a filter. This was a mysterious concept to dad because he always said whatever was on his mind, appropriate or not.
Bob was a grandfather to Isaac (16), Charlie (8) and Ali (6) and got to relive childhood again by being their playmate. Bob never really grew up and still loved toys, games, and being silly, so the job of “papa” was a perfect fit. When papa came to play, there were always funny faces, silly noises, and jokes to be shared. When the grandkids entered the room, there was always a booming HELLLOOOOO that papa would give to make them smile.
Robert had an inherent love of music and he liked it loud. Rush, Genesis, Cat Stevens, Peter Gabriel, and Yes were some of his favorites, but he loved all genres. He played the guitar and the drums, and some of the family’s favorite memories were created “jamming” and singing together. His most prized possessions were his instruments, and his guitar collection grew to be most impressive. This passion lives on in his children and grandchildren who always sing like no one is listening. He also loved old classic movies, musicals and spook movies. He loved being scared—and he loved scaring others. Halloween was Bob’s favorite holiday and he always dressed up and scared kids on the front porch.
The lasting memories of Bob are simple: a hard-working, passionate husband and father who never waned in his support or love of his family, and who soldiered on, even when times were tough.
Bob, thank you for everything you’ve given us—and the warmth we shared during your precious time on earth. We know you will be forever watching over us.