A Tribute to my Dad, Bob Longmore

Bob Longmore
7/28/1933-2/3/2003
Bob was best known as “the Head Cock-a-roach”, a term of endearment bestowed by the “Bandits". He was the glue that kept the group of golfers organized and happy. Bob coordinated the team assignments, kept the score board up to date and often organized other activities for the “Bandits”.

When I first came to Jupiter Dunes to try golf two + years ago, it was Bob who took me in and made me feel as though I was instantly a part of the group. He introduced me to all the other golfers, explained how the “Bandits” worked and made sure I had a good time. On a daily basis, he was the “life of the party” with his infectious laugh - a laugh which always put other golfers in a good mood. Bob’s medical difficulties slowed him down quite a bit in the past year. As his foursome would leave a green and head to the next tee, there was the inevitable “you know, it’s funny”….. this was Bob’s way to slow down his playing partners so he could tell a story about his recent cruise, about the family, about some golf story he saw on TV, whatever.

The other “slow-down” was his quote “that wife of mine”….this was always a story about what Pat had bought at her most recent Saturday morning garage sale hunt. Pat found many interesting items in her travels but probably none that Bob liked more than his Greg Norman “Shark” black straw golf hat. Bob looked very debonair in his fancy chapeau, a garage sale find that Pat bought for $2, I believe. Bob liked this hat so much, he wore it daily for almost a year. The summer sun took its toll and bleached the hat out almost gray. I jokingly told Bob he ought to spray paint his hat – well, Bob didn’t take that as a joke and showed up the next day with his fancy hat, now dark black again, and returned to it’s previous splendor. Bob was an expert at making the most with what he had - we won’t even discuss his ongoing golf cart repairs – I think Bob had the same cart (with a multitude of cannibalized parts) for the past 20 years :)

Bob was more than just a friend, 
has was THE Bandit. 
We’ll all miss him and his "Texas Wedge" - 
Wherever he is, I'm sure....
"he's putting" :)