I remember Robert as one of my best friends in high school. We played together in "The Continentals" and had such a blast.
June - Yes, I remember vividly the "spin-the-bottle" game at Robert's (I seem to remember it at your house, too) and you were going with George Angel at the time. What a memory!
Robert's dog, Laddie, was one of the constants in his life and in his buddies' lives also. Another good memory!
Lynda - Tell your husband this is a great website. He's obviously a pro at this - very impressive!
Robert McCoy's obituary appeared in the Charleston Gazette (I think) on March 18, 2007. The first paragraph reads:
Robert T. McCoy, 61, of South Charleston, died March 10, 2007, after a lengthy illness. He was born Septamber 7, 1945, in Charleston, the son of the late P. Taylor and Peggy McCoy.
I believe myself to have been one of his best friends in high school. We played in the Continentals rock-and-roll band and had huge amounts of fun performing and rehearsing. Besides, we made some nice money as well.
I was beloved by his parents. Once his dad called me his number 3 son (the first, Robert, of course and second, John Cooper, also of our class).
When we were sophomores in the spring of 1961, Robert approached me and asked (1) Do you have a traps set? and (2) Do you like rock-and-roll? To the first, I answered "yes" and to the second, I lied and said "yes". Then he asked if I'd like to join the Continentals. Ater an audition with him, I became its new drummer. At that time, the Continentals had a falling-out and their previous drummer and guitar player had quit.
Robert was the person who really helped me come out of my shell. For that I'll always be grateful.
I saw him a few times after high school including at the SCHS '63 25th reunion. He had brought his third wife along; I saw a case of pint vodka bottles in his trunk at that time. It hurt me to see the kinds of medical problems he was cursed with. As a result of some of these treatments, he lost the capability to remember short-term information--several minutes after I'd answer a question of his, he would ask me the same question again.
All in all, I believe that he was a good man and would tell him today if I could how grateful I was for his help and friendship. I shall miss seeing him at our upcoming reunion.
Lynda Spoon (Happe)
Robert was such a fun guy and always so happy
David Andrews
I remember Robert as one of my best friends in high school. We played together in "The Continentals" and had such a blast.
June - Yes, I remember vividly the "spin-the-bottle" game at Robert's (I seem to remember it at your house, too) and you were going with George Angel at the time. What a memory!
Robert's dog, Laddie, was one of the constants in his life and in his buddies' lives also. Another good memory!
Lynda - Tell your husband this is a great website. He's obviously a pro at this - very impressive!
Ralph Cash
How and when did Robert die?
Stephen Lothes
Robert McCoy's obituary appeared in the Charleston Gazette (I think) on March 18, 2007. The first paragraph reads:
Robert T. McCoy, 61, of South Charleston, died March 10, 2007, after a lengthy illness. He was born Septamber 7, 1945, in Charleston, the son of the late P. Taylor and Peggy McCoy.
I believe myself to have been one of his best friends in high school. We played in the Continentals rock-and-roll band and had huge amounts of fun performing and rehearsing. Besides, we made some nice money as well.
I was beloved by his parents. Once his dad called me his number 3 son (the first, Robert, of course and second, John Cooper, also of our class).
When we were sophomores in the spring of 1961, Robert approached me and asked (1) Do you have a traps set? and (2) Do you like rock-and-roll? To the first, I answered "yes" and to the second, I lied and said "yes". Then he asked if I'd like to join the Continentals. Ater an audition with him, I became its new drummer. At that time, the Continentals had a falling-out and their previous drummer and guitar player had quit.
Robert was the person who really helped me come out of my shell. For that I'll always be grateful.
I saw him a few times after high school including at the SCHS '63 25th reunion. He had brought his third wife along; I saw a case of pint vodka bottles in his trunk at that time. It hurt me to see the kinds of medical problems he was cursed with. As a result of some of these treatments, he lost the capability to remember short-term information--several minutes after I'd answer a question of his, he would ask me the same question again.
All in all, I believe that he was a good man and would tell him today if I could how grateful I was for his help and friendship. I shall miss seeing him at our upcoming reunion.