Robert Alan DePetro, 56, very well known as "Uncle Rob," left us to walk with god, Wednesday Evening, May 16, 2007.
Robert was born February 21, 1951, in Marquette. A son of Rocco and Corrine (Brunelle) DePetro.
A loving husband, father, brother, and friend, Robert is survived by his wife, Lori Ann (Erath) DePetro, whom he wedded July 2nd, 1988 at Halfway Location; Son, Derrick DePetro of Marquette; Two sisters Joyce (Jack) Brugman and Phyllis (Eddie)Voet both of Marquette and Donald (Ellie) DePetro of Shelbyville; his mother-in-law and Don Erath of Marquette; sister-in-law Cathy (Tom) Erspamer of Marquette; Brother -in-law, Dan Erath of Ishpeming; and 'lots of nieces and nephews.
Robert was a lifelong Marquette resident. Who attended Bishop Baraga HighSchool where he played football and was a member of the class of 1969 whom was the last class to graduate from the school.
Early in life Rob developed a great passion for sports which carried out through his adult years. An avid hockey participant and fan, he coached Marquette Junior Hockey for 17 and also played in the Men's Senior League hockey. He Coached Marquette Little League Baseball for numerous years. Hockey and baseball were his passion and never tired of equiping the youth he coached with the priniples and love of the game. He was a very enthusiastic fan, following performances of his nieces and nephews in their hockey and baseball endeavors. Apart from that he had a great passion for RV'ing, camping, cribbage, bowling, and spending long, late nights around campfires. He always made sure our family and friends made it home safely from a late night on the town.
Robert was employed at the Public Service Garage for 19 years, as manager of the parts department.
A Poem By Cathy Erspamer:
I'll Always Remember
I'll always remember when you met your wife and you became her life. I'll always remember when your son was born and there was no need for more. I'll always remember you were always there to fix our cars and pick us up from the bars. I'll always remember camping trips to the Bay on Labor Day when fun and games were planned and you were always there to lend a helping hand. I'll always remember how the kids couldnt wait for the nap to end and for the wraps to begin. I'll always remember the late night fires that you soo desired. I'll always remember how far you travel to watch a game, to see our kids claim fame! I'll always remember how no one was in need, because you were always doing a deed. I'll always remember-you leaving us, tore us apart, We all have a broken heart! I'll always remember that you taught you taught us to stick together if you can, and be like I am! I'll always love you and i'll never forget! I'll always remember!