Robert Hughes “Bob” Parrott • January 29, 2019

Robert Hughes Parrott (Bob), age 98, died peacefully Tuesday, January 29, 2019, in Pensacola, Florida, where he lived with his beloved daughter, Tina Sass.
Bob spent most of his working life self-employed in construction. He worked for Texas Gas Corporation in Jeffersontown, KY., for 18 years. A long time member of Jeffersontown Baptist Church and Perdido Bay United Methodist Church, he always had a strong belief and faith in his Christian heritage.
He outlived his entire family, Ben and Gracie Parrott (Parents), Gertrude Russell (Sister), Brothers Henry, William, Joe, and Jess. His stepson Robert H. Winburn (Marie) also preceded him in death.
Bob is survived by his son, R. Joseph Parrott (Sherrin) of Columbus, Ohio, and Tina Sass of Pensacola, Florida. He leaves two granddaughters, Angela Shroyer (Rodney) and Ashley Parrott-Lindsey (Charles), four great grandchildren, Connor Shroyer, Olivia Shroyer, Anna Shroyer, and Harper Lindsey. He is also survived by three step-grandchildren, Troy Winburn, Sean Winburn, and Jill Winburn. He is also survived by many, many loving nieces and nephews.
Among his proudest achievements was his service in the United States Army during WWII, reaching the rank of Sergeant. He was a Tank Commander in combat with the First Armored Division during the initial invasions of North Africa and the Italian Campaign. He fought bravely and gallantly until he was grievously wounded in July, 1944. He earned the Purple Heart, the Good Conduct Medal, three Campaign Medals.
A memorial service will be held at a future date. In lieu of flowers, please make a donation in his name to your favorite charity.
The family offers our sincere thanks to Minnie Lindsey who provided special care during his final year and Hospice of , the VA for their care and compassion and his nieces and nephews accepted his calls as well as calling him to brighten his day.

  1. TOM RUSSELL says:


  2. Gene Coy says:

    Bob, Used his cane to walk to the other side of PBUM church so he could shake my hand as I sat on the far side of the church by myself. We were good friends I am sorry that I did not get to see him after I gave up driving. He was not only a good friend but a good man. We would talk for hours about WW2. I miss him.

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