Robert "Bob" Stirling Logan Jr.

Mr. Logan was born in San Francisco on May 11, 1931. He grew up on Cabrillo Street near Golden Gate Park, with the fortune of having his grandmother living right across the street. It was she who taught him how to drive in a car with a rumble seat. When Bob's father was away on business, his Uncle Bill (a former bootlegger) would often take him to San Francisco Seals baseball games, and treat him to ice cream.

Bob attended George Washington High School, where he excelled at football, playing alongside his friend and future NFL Hall-of-Famer Ollie Matson. He continued his career at Marin Junior College (now College of Marin), where he earned "All Northern California" honors as a guard. Logan used to say that he was the fastest guy on the team for the first ten yards, but that it dropped off pretty quickly after that.

It was at Marin Junior College that he and several friends thought it would be funny to stage a fake murder in front of the Rafael movie theater. The "victim", who had a phony blood pouch in his breast pocket, was dragged into a getaway car. They made it about three blocks. The stunt was all over the local paper, the police weren't amused, and Logan did a summer of community service.

Bob Logan transferred to Cal Berkeley in his junior year, where he played football and rugby, and was active in the Delta Upsilon fraternity. There, he made many of his lifelong friends. After graduating in 1953, Mr. Logan joined the Navy, and upon finishing Officer Candidate School in Rhode Island, served as first lieutenant on the U.S.S. Maddox. He was so well liked and respected that on his last day of service, when a boat came to take him from the Maddox, the entire crew stood at the bow, waving, cheering, and wishing him luck.

Mr. Logan married Janice Hungerford in 1956, and in the early sixties, had two children, Andy and Susan. They settled in San Rafael, where they would live until the early nineties.

Bob continued to play rugby for San Franciso's Olympic Club, but would grudgingly retire at 35 when, due to the high contact nature of the sport, his ears started separating from his head. (Never short on toughness, he, years later, after suffering a burst appendix, would drive his dog to a kennel on the way to the hospital.)

Bob worked as a salesman for over 30 years, specializing in selling steel pipe and fittings to the oil industry. After moving to Santa Rosa, Mr. Logan was a wine pourer at Chateau St. Jean. It was there that he would meet Peanuts cartoonist Charles Schulz, and strike up a lasting friendship.

A huge Cal Bears supporter, Bob maintained season tickets to football games for many years. He was one of the last surviving members of "Pappy's Boys", the group of Bears football players who played under the legendary Pappy Waldorf. Logan's Cal merchandise included shirts, posters, pennants, records, pint glasses, and a bottle opener that played the Bears fight song.

Bob Logan was a lover of sailing, and an avid fly fisherman, often tying his own flies. He always used barbless hooks, and released the fish he caught. He was also a lover of music, his tastes ranging from show tunes to Delta Blues to Django Reinhardt and Doc Watson. Bob had a true, but slightly gravelly singing voice, and was an accomplished spoons player, often employing soulful syncopations while playing along with songs.

When his children and grandchildren were small, Bob would entertain them with his terrific animal impressions. Possessing a very expressive face, he could impersonate a baboon and (his favorite) a large fish. With his eyes rolled back, his gaping mouth, and his hands fanning out like gills, he would stoop behind a glass door to simulate an aquarium, and assume the role of a giant grouper, to roars of laughter.

Bob also created imaginative bed-time stories, particularly ones involving a sister/brother detective team, Simone and Garfinkel. He would dim the lights and begin. "Tonight's episode: 'The Mystery of the Singing Sword.'" Logan would always end with a cliffhanger, much to the disappointment of the listeners, who did not want to go to bed.

Mr. Logan's quick wit was legendary. Once in the early seventies, at the height of the women's liberation movement, he smiled and opened the door for a woman as they were entering a bank. He was immediately berated. She was a "liberated woman." How dare he?

His response: "If you wish to be treated like a gentleman, perhaps you should act like one".

Robert Logan is preceded in death by his wife, Janice, and is survived by his children, Andy and Susan, his grandchildren, Emily, Alec, and Robbie, his nephews, David and Bruce Gerard, Geoff Bridges and David Hungerford, and his nieces, Alice Gerard and Amy Pernick.

The family wishes to thank Legacy Village of Hendersonville, TN, and NHC of Hendersonville, TN for their wonderful and compassionate care in Mr. Logan's final stage of life.