Robert C. Eveland (Bob) age 79, of Albany, Oregon, passed away peacefully at home on December 31, 2024 surrounded by his loving family. Born on May 17, 1945 Robert lived a life full of love, laughter, and adventure.
Bob’s greatest joys were his family, the great outdoors, and his building projects -which he loved to complain about. Bob was a loving husband to Terri with whom he shared 58 years of marriage. Together, they built a life filled with love, understanding, and respect for one another.
He was a proud father of Kevin and David. As a grandfather, he was a source of boundless adventure for his three grandchildren, who will forever remember his stories, hugs, secret handshakes, summer vacations, and unwavering support. Robert was an authentic friend, always ready to cast a line in the river, visit for hours on the back deck, or to lend a helping hand. He was involved in Mercy Mt. Shasta Auxiliary, Ducks Unlimited, California Waterfowl, Elks Lodge, Dementia Warriors and many other organizations.
An avid hunter and outdoorsman, Robert found his peace and purpose in nature. Whether trekking through the woods, calling in a duck blind, casting a line, or busting brush and playing cards at the RRR Gun Club, he felt most alive under the open sky. He shared his love for the outdoors with everyone he met, teaching the importance of respect for nature and the value of camaraderie in the wild. Robert was also a dedicated hunter safety instructor, passing on his knowledge and passion to the next generation. His adventures took him far and wide, hunting in Africa, Arizona, California, Canada, Colorado, Idaho, Oregon, Wyoming, and Utah creating memories and stories that his loved ones will treasure forever. He also loved fishing on the Sacramento River, from the Headwaters to the Delta, where he found tranquility and joy in its flowing waters. One of his favorite traditions was gathering with his friends for their annual Lost Callahan Rifle Golf tournament -a time of laughter and camaraderie.
Bob had a special talent for capturing moments and preserving memories. After every hunt or fishing trip, he joyfully shared a photograph -typically with notes on the back, ensuring that their adventure together was cherished.
Bob’s life was deeply rooted in his strong faith in God.
As a devout Catholic, he found strength and guidance in his beliefs, which were a cornerstone of his life. His faith inspired those around him and provided a foundation for his kindness, generosity, and unwavering moral compass.
He served with pride in the United States Air Force from July 1965 to February 1969. He was stationed at Lackland Air Force Base, Amarillo Air Force Base, Keesler Air Force Base, Biloxi, Mississippi and Takhli Air Force Base, Thailand, He served during the Vietnam War as a Chaplain Services Specialist. His service was marked by his deep faith, compassion, and unwavering commitment to supporting the spiritual and emotional well-being of his fellow service members.
Bob treasured the relationships he formed in his work at the Yolo County Sheriff’s Department and as a realtor; he was a familiar face in Yolo County, always ready to lend his time and talents to those in need.
He leaves behind a legacy of love, strength, and cherished memories. Bob is survived by his wife Teresa, son Kevin (wife Mandy), son David (wife Heidi), granddaughter Paisley, grandsons Hunter and Gunner, and sister Marlene Stout {Steve}, Also survived by brothers in law and sisters in law: Michael Carrere (Sherry), Beth Carrere, Lori Barry (Regan), Karen Sutherland (Steve) and Kevin Carrere and many nieces and nephews who loved him dearly and were touched by his warmth and generosity.
In lieu of flowers, the family requests donations to Dementia Warriors C/O Peace Lutheran Church, 2540 Applegate St., Philomath, OR 97370, California Waterfowl Association, or Holy Rosary Church New Church Building Fund, Woodland, CA in Bob’s memory.
Bob will be deeply missed but never forgotten. His spirit will live on in the ever-flowing waters of the Sacramento, the wingbeats of waterfowl, the rustling leaves of the Oaks in the west and the Cottonwoods of the Rockies, and in the hearts of all who knew him.