Bobby D. Brandon, 76, passed away Monday, January 2, 2017, at his home in Cape Girardeau.

He was born July 4, 1940, in Bragg City, Missouri, to Bob and Katherine Tate Brandon.  He and Allie Rebecca “Becky” Friedrich were married April 15, 1992, in Eureka Springs, Arkansas.

Bob served honorably in the U.S. Army.  He worked many years at Proctor & Gamble and was then self-employed as a utilities contractor.

Loving survivors include his wife of 24 years, Becky of Cape Girardeau; three children, Philip Brandon of Marble Hill, Missouri, Steve (Amy) Brandon of Ft. Lauderdale, Florida, Anita (Donald) Moore of Cape Girardeau; a step-daughter, Audrey Jerrolds of Cape Girardeau; six grandchildren, Abby, Megan, Cole, Samantha, Jessica, and Maggie; three brothers; and three sisters.

He was preceded in death by his parents and two brothers.

Visitation is Saturday, January 7, 2017, from 11 a.m. to service time, at McCombs Funeral Home in Cape Girardeau.

The memorial service will be Saturday, at 1 p.m., at the funeral home, with full military honors.

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  2. Robert Hale

    Bob was a good man. He always had something positive to say and had a great sense of humor. He will be missed. May he rest in peace.

  3. Shannon

    Uncle Bobby will be dearly missed. We love you all.

  4. David Denton

    God speed Bobby. You were a friend and mentor to many. You will be missed in this life and rewarded in the next. Love and miss ya my friend.

  5. Jan Brandon

    Our thoughts and prayers are with you at your time of loss. Remembering Uncle Bobby with love and fondness. Love to all, David & Jan

  6. Audrey Jerrolds

    My dearest (and only) Step-Dad. Boy were we stubborn and hard headed sometimes weren’t we?! From the day we met when I was 16 years old and you married my mother until 2009 when we nearly lost her, we had our guard up most of the time. Eight years ago, it all changed when by the grace of God, we united out of love for mom, the fear of losing her, and dare I say, true grit…

    I don’t know how I would have survived that period of time without your unconditional love, support and humor. We talked a lot about making amends and forgiveness. I began to realize that the weight of the negative baggage I was carrying around for all of those years could be lessened if I chose to put it down and travel lightly. You said during that time that you always knew that the way things look today are not always how they have to end up being. You were right. Time is a funny thing and it goes oh so quickly. Thank you for ALL 24 of those years. The bad ones included. They made the past eight years seem like an unexpected miracle of great proportions because there were some really bad times. We were not perfect. 😉 Thank you for teaching me the loving power of forgiveness and that it is okay to be imperfect and messy on every possible level at times. Thank you for giving me your experience, strength, hope and time during some of my darkest hours. I’m still here and know I must have more work to do and lessons to learn which will be a little bit easier with what I have gained from my time and experience with you. I love you ‘Buffalo Bob’ off the Oregon Trail. Until next time, your loving, hard headed step-daughter, me.

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