Robert F. Hill, Jr.

It is with a deep ache in our hearts to announce the passing of Robert F. Hill Jr.  Affectionately known by his family and friends as Bob Jr. or Bobby Jr.

Bobby Jr. resided in Chatham (Cape Cod) Massachusetts and was just 59 years old. He was born on February 11, 1963 in Weymouth, MA to his father Sgt. First Class Robert F. Hill (R), born in Roxbury MA, a native of, and currently residing in, Pepperell Massachusetts; his mother, the late Edith Hill (Mauder) born in Mecklenberg, Germany resided in Kingston, Massachusetts; and his stepmother, the late Sharon Elaine Hill also of Pepperell, Massachusetts. He is also survived by his three sisters, Susanne (Susie) Hill Mendez of Kingston, MA, Tania L. Granberg of Milford, NH and Angela N. Hackney of Townsend, MA as well as his best friend and brother-in-law Billy J. Hackney also of Townsend, MA; his nephews William N. Hackney and Blake N.W. Stone, and niece Cally L. Stone; his cousins James “Jimmy” Hill of Woburn, MA (and wife Luanne Hill), Tommy Hill of Chelmsford, MA, Jacqueline Hardy of Tartons Springs, FL, Barbara McFarland of Carver, MA; his Aunt Janet Willy (and husband Clifford Willy) of Abbington, MA; and lifelong friends Bill Reid, Matthew Duggan and Julie Livadas.

Bobby Jr. Had a passion for all things with wheels and motors from muscle cars to motorcycles. This passion, at a young age led him to a career in the Automotive Industry for 40 years as a Master Mechanic and he was most recently employed with Dan's Auto in Chatham, MA. He considered Dan and his wife Patty, his family. He also considered the landlord of his Chatham cabin and owner of the neighboring Short & Sweet Ice Cream Shop, John Newton and wife Jan Newton, as his extended family.

His skills not only included fixing vehicles, but showing and destroying them as well. He acquired many trophies and awards over the years in demolition derbies and was a proud member of the Cape Cod Classic Car Club, always proud to enter his most current prized possession, a ‘72 Pontiac Grand Prix, in many local car shows. Most recently, it could be seen with his Dad at the wheel (and his proud sister riding shotgun) in our Pepperell July 4th parades, car shows, and in his nephew Will's 8th grade graduation car parade. He never missed the chance to selflessly drive the five hour round trip for family time or to withhold his title of the personal traveling Mechanic for his father.  His talents didn't stop under the hood of a vehicle. He loved to cook and had such a talent for it that he also attended and graduated from Culinary School and worked at quite a few upscale restaurants before retiring his spatula for a wrench full-time. His family were the lucky recipients of many a lemon meringue pie and other signature Bobby Jr. Dishes. He never showed up to our gatherings without his one and only handled blue cooler with a marinated meat of some sort, shrimp, and of course his Bud or Miller Lite.

He loved music, vinyls and listening to his 60's and 70's favorites with his family or alone in his favorite place, his cabin on the Cape.  Amongst his many favorites was Lynyrd Skynyrd, and the songs "Free Bird" & "Simple Man". Bobby Jr. was just that. Though he had a seemingly hard exterior if you did not know him, those of us that did will fondly remember him as just that, a "Simple Man" who led a simple life. Unmaterialistic and genuine, thoughtful and generous, we knew him to be a keeper of his word. If Bobby Jr. said he was going to do something, he always did. He was the kind of funny you could never guess was in there. Although cautious and guarded, he had the warmest heart. He loved his small circle of family and friends, his beloved German Shepherd dogs he spoiled throughout the years, fishing on the ocean, boats of all kinds, his Harley Road King, and football. It also was apparent that his father was his hero.  The thing about Bobby Jr. is, I don't think he knew how cool he actually was. But he was. He will be so very sadly missed and never ever forgotten.

Services for Bobby Jr. will be held privately.