Memories of Mr. John Robert White

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Mr. John Robert White

Scottsdale, Arizona, USA

1942 - January 1, 2021

1942 - Jan 1, 2021

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Olga Doldan-White

Love you and miss you, Bob... Wish you are with loved ones at Peace in Heaven!- Olga

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Dotty White

He was the father of our four amazing children and our seven grandkids. Were were married for thirty wonder filled years. He is dearly missed by all who knew and loved him...

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Dotty White

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Eduardo Villarreal

Singapur

Eduardo y Bob

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Olga Doldan-White

Javier Villarreal Doldán

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Eduardo Villarreal

This picture in Singapore is one of many that I have with Bob, one of the places where we were together with... Read more This picture in Singapore is one of many that I have with Bob, one of the places where we were together with our wives. It is ... Read more This picture in Singapore is one of many that I have... Read more

Silvia Doldan

Beijing, China

Eduardo, Silvia, Bob y Olga

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Olga Doldan-White

Javier Villarreal Doldán

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Silvia Doldan

I remember Bob as the strong and happy person he had always been, one that had enjoyed life and family relations.
I met him for the first time in our house in Santa Fe, Argentina. He enjoyed sitting with us in the patio, playing the guitar and singing for everyone’s delight. It was a magical moment. He repeated his unbelievable performance in his many visits to Argentina.
When he was at my home here, he liked to watch us in the domestic bustle. He enjoyed it and pondered our efforts.
I can still see his hidden smile, as one that is doing an irrepressible mischief, when he ate a cookie or a candy and Olgui could not see him, or she pretended that she had not seen him.
I remember his hands, always clean and neat, clipping slowly newspaper articles in his green bluish armchair, as well as when he carefully rolled plastic bags, as if he didn’t want to damage them. I can also see his strong hands, taking the wheel safely in our trip to Las Vegas.
I can also evoke his eyes, in a calm but attentive look to what was going on around him, or when he answered a question that somebody asked. He gave his opinion: an honest and appropriate one.
His conversations were generally measured, with exceptional outbursts, when he felt passionate with the topic considered. He had chats on deep subjects with my children, María Constanza and Javier which they still remember with great affection. He certainly left a mark in their lives! He praised María Constanza’s art. He also gave the first ok to Sergio as future María’s husband, in his first visit to him in Scottsdale. In the same way, he advised Javier on his studies and other activities. My son always praises Bob’s teachings, since they were relevant, clear and realistic. There was a mutual love between Bob and my children, later shared by Sergio and Ornela, at the time their boyfriend and girlfriend, now their husband and wife.
He had an amazing rapport with Eduardo, my husband. They had a high esteem for each other, which added to Olgui’s and my own happiness. The four of us travelled many times together, in memorable trips: to Salta, Buenos Aires, Paris, Las Vegas, the Grand Canyon, in Germany, Thailand, China and Singapore. These were moments of shared laughs and conversations.
Olgui played a vital role in weaving this network of relations. She integrated Bob to our family, as we all also did. He responded in the same way: he was one of us!
We will remember his presence, kindness, and his honesty, as well as his love for the Latin culture, his knowledge and experience in life. His and our happiness to meet each other will always be present in our hearts and we treasure above all the love we shared.

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Javier Villarreal Doldán

2009, Luxembourg, Luxemburgo

Bob and Javier

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Javier Villarreal Doldán

Fernando Doldan

Olga Doldan-White

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Javier Villarreal Doldán

This is one of the thousand pictures I have with Bob since we first met and I was a little kid (around 9 or so). I remember him walking at the restaurant and looking huge with his coat. As soon as he looked at me he introduced himself the "Bob's way" (as I like to say) saying with a calm and kind face: ‘Hi, I am Bob’. 
As life kept on going, we always find a way to talk about everything and anything. Through his eyes I learned about life in the US (He is the reason why I love watching Football  and the Steelers) but also about… life.

This picture found us in Luxembourg in one of our many trips and adventures together… always with funny anecdotes that we would laugh about, later, sitting on the couch or having an early coffee (I am also a morning person). Anecdotes and histories in Pitt, Lexington, Scottsdale, Bonn (loved Bonn), Rome, Singapore, or some other of the 100 places we have been together

It is difficult to put in order every memory that I have, specially being so emotional, but the bottom line is that he was my uncle, he care for me, he advised me when I needed it the most and, more than once, helped me to reflect on my actions and options to choose paths in life.
He was my Uncle… with ‘huge’ capital U.

This is one of the thousand pictures I have with Bob since we first met and I was a little kid (around 9 ... Read more This is one of the thousand pictures I have with Bob since we first met and I was a little kid (around 9 or so). I remember him... Read more This is one of the thousand pictures I have with Bob... Read more