Robert (Bob) Charles Yeoman, born September 26, 1961, passed away early Sunday morning, April 5, 2020 at the age of 58 while under hospice care. Robert was the much-loved firstborn son of Robert Wells Yeoman and Evelyn Julia (Canfield) Yeoman of Collegeville, PA. He was the beloved husband of Maria Yeoman. He is survived by his father Robert, wife Maria, sister Barb married to Bud Wimer, brother Bill married to Tanya, cousins, nieces, and nephews.
Bob was a music lover and played trumpet in his school years. While in marching band, the shy Bob “performed” his first stork imitation which made everyone laugh, earning him the nickname “Stork” for a long time. After high school, Bob studied for four years at Temple University, graduating with a degree in electrical engineering. Bob never found work related to that degree, but he did find that he really enjoyed working for Rittenhouse Book Distributors, becoming a supervisor and faithfully serving there for about 30 years. Bob loved to both play various sports and to follow teams like the Cincinnati Reds with his dad and brother. He also very much enjoyed participating in league bowling which he did for many years. Bob was so skilled in this game that he mastered getting a perfect score of 300. Caring for dogs was another favorite in Bob’s life and each dog he ever had was very special to him. On his Saturdays off, Bob was an avid yard sale shopper, sharing his love of that activity with his mom who was also a huge fan. Bob would often search for and buy things he could potentially resell for a profit. Collecting and eventually reselling records was an area of focus in his yard sale shopping, again reflecting his love of music.
Bob will likely be remembered as a more quiet, reserved person, who loved his wife and his extended family. Some of the most thoughtful cards others received for birthdays and holidays would come from this one who often found it difficult to verbalize his feelings. He will be missed by all.
I remember the early morning rides up to the school for band practice. The carpool between a few families that allowed us to participate in something we all loved. I remember the summer I saw Bob and realized that I was looking upward at him as he was on his way to nearly 6 and a half feet in height. I remember slap fights with Bob and always losing because of his enormously long arms. I remember waiting as Mr. Carfagno handed back our calculus exams, wondering how I did, and finding out that Bob ‘set the curve’. I remember intramural bowling league; Bob always had the best average. I remember driving home from class, as I commuted to school, struggling to figure out college in general, and stopping to see if Bob was home. I don’t think he knew it, but Bob helped me then. I often think about those times and how lives go in different directions, through our own choices and through circumstance. Thanks, Bob, for the help you gave me. Thanks, Bob, for the fun, for the laughs. I’m sorry that our lives didn’t coincide more, but thanks, Bob, for setting the curve.
I am so sorry..when are were memorial services?
I will always remember our many conversations about different musical bands and TV shows , while waiting for our turn to bowl. we certainly shared many common interests. My deepest sympathy goes out to your loved ones. Rest in Peace my friend. You will be missed