Bobby Glen Daughtry was born January 18, 1936, in Childress County, Texas, to Elmer and Opal Daughtry.
He spent most of his childhood growing up in Whitney, Texas, with his three brothers Kenneth, Billy, and Boyd, and his sister Joyce. In high school, he said he was somewhat of a rebel causing a little mischief for his teachers. A few years after high school he met Norma Joann Laycook. They were married in Durant Oklahoma on August 5, 1957, and together they had three boys, Joey, Robert, and Kelly. Bobby was honest and kind and always had the deepest respect from his boys. He taught his sons to not take crap off of anyone or back down from a fight. Even the whippings when his sons were fighting were distributed equally amongst the three of them. He said that way he knew he got the one who started it.
He was a father with the patience to teach his three sons to drive a vehicle with a manual transmission.
That's when he noticed his first gray hairs. He was a man of few words, but when he spoke, his sons listened. He was a man of action and spoken words were often unnecessary. Bobby's work ethic was second to none, passing this same devotion to a job well done onto his sons. He was a grinder by profession where the most complex jobs were always given to him. Sadly, this devotion to working hard and providing for his family meant that he missed out on spending time to enjoy life. However, he LOVED family get-togethers and holidays. His family hardly saw his face because it was always behind a camera! Following everyone around just to record the memories, yet not wanting his own picture taken. Bobby had 4 granddaughters, 4 great grandsons, and 1 great granddaughter, whom he all loved very much.He was always loved by others, even those who weren't his direct family. One time he went to his daughter-in-law's family reunion. Everyone there was concerned about keeping up with him as they went tubing down the Guadalupe river. They all called out "What About Bob?"Bobby was passionate about his politics and even more so, his genealogy. Spending hours compiling books of family lineage and pictures. Why is it we always wait until they're gone to try to find our past? Bobby was a generous man who gave selflessly without expecting anything in return. He was always ready to help a family member, friend, or even a total stranger if they were ever in need.
He looked after Joann and devotedly took care of her until her death. He was a little lost after that, until he started going to the Mansfield Community Center, where he began creating amazing pieces of art in their Seniors Program. Who knew he had so much talent? He was such a true artist, even his kidney stone was beautiful. The doctor that removed it said it was so beautiful that he was going to keep it!
It was at the Community Center that he met the love of his life, his true soul mate, Martha. They were two peas in the same pod. They fell in love while cutting glass and pouring ceramic mud. Whether painting pictures, or eating hotdogs out at the lake, they were always together. They found each other and devotedly took care of each other for 9 years, only to share their love with their little dog, Buddy.
Buddy and Bobby were best friends, always playing with toys or going for walks. Buddy will deeply miss his Daddy. It only seems fitting that this humble, quiet, and generous man left this world while committing an act of kindness for a neighbor while walking his Buddy.