Obituary of Bobby Alfred Gieck
On November 4, 1950, JoAnn and Alfred Gieck welcomed their first son Bobby Alfred Gieck to their home in Matheson, CO. Bobby then welcomed his younger brothers Randy (Jeanne), Michael, and his sister Holly to the family. The Lord took Bobby to his eternal home on July 20, 2017. Bobby is preceded in death by his grandparents Edward and Lydia Allison; Dan Gieck; Bertha Pruner. Numerous Uncles; Donald, John, Red, Dean, Roy, Bill, Louie, Verlan, and Jim. Numerous Aunts; Margaret, Delma, Lila, And Edith.
Bobby spent most of his life in Matheson. After graduating from Big Sandy School in Simla, Bobby attended drafting school in Denver. He knew how to design the homes he would later build. Bobby’s curiosity led to many hobbies including Mountain Man Rendezvous; he had his own eight-person teepee with a cook stove.
Even though Bobby did not have any children, he is a much-loved uncle by his nieces (Keri and her husband Matt of Matheson) (Jillian and her husband Nate of Bellevue, WA), nephews (Jason of Denver, Tyler of Colorado Springs), great niece (Izzy of Denver), and great nephews (Dylan of Denver, Brayden and Ashton of Bellevue, WA). Since Bobby loved being around children, he is an honorary uncle to many of his friends’ children too. After Bobby found a Santa costume, he delighted the kids with surprise visits from Santa.
Bobby was a craftsman in many areas of his life. As part of Gieck Construction, he helped build or remodel many homes in this area. He loved the outdoors, especially hunting and fishing. On the morning the Lord called Bobby home, he was going to meet his friends for what he called his “annual, once-in-a-lifetime trip,” to fish in Canada. He loved to see the beauty of God’s creation. In his younger days, he took motorcycle trips to New Orleans, California, and Alaska with his good friend Eddie. Bobby and Danny are friends who thought of each other as brothers. Their early morning antelope hunting trips became the source of many great stories. Bobby understood how “things” work, but more important he cared about people. Bobby made time for his friends and his family plus a few strangers he saw stranded on the roadside.
Holidays were often spent with family at the mountain cabin. Not only did Bobby chop then stack the firewood and shovel snow outside, he would be the first one up to make the fire so we were all toasty warm inside. He always brought inner tubes to take the kids sliding down the hills. Since Bobby wanted to instill a love for nature in the kids, he took them off-roading in his Jeep and guided many camping trips to Ruby Lake - very seldom taking the same way twice.
To honor Bobby, do something he loved: start the day by reading your Bible, help a friend, share a smile, play a practical joke, go fishing, practice target shooting (then clean your gun!), take a hike in God’s splendor, and spend time with your family.
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