In Memory

Robert Shannon Vernon "Rsvp" Pack

I'll never forget the MG TD he and his brother shared.  Like Rob, one of a kind.  I'm sorry he left us so soon.

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04/24/15 12:19 PM #1    

Craig Russell

Robert Shannon Pack

Born:  1 Nov 1946  Died:  29 Mar 1977

Buried:  Mount Olivet Cemetery, Salt Lake City, Utah

I have not been able to find an obituary but the Social Security Index, Family and Find A all list the above information.

His is listed on The Olympus 1965 Class Reunion web site as having died in 1966, which is incorrect


08/05/15 08:56 PM #2    

Stephen Pace

A truly great person.  We spent many early evenings in his backyard building dams and small cities below them  so we could cut open the dam and yell "Its the Mississippi!" and watch the city get wiped out.  I guess you had to be there.

Steve Pace 

08/29/15 03:10 PM #3    

George Carman

Steve, I have several early Oakwood pictures of Rob on my profile page. Memories include cub scouts could that be true?



08/29/15 05:58 PM #4    

Stephen Pace


Cub scouts.  My first and last military experience (not counting Vietnam demos.)  My mom was a den mother as was Pack's and Plenk's.  I don't remember if yours was or she was in charge of those tiny soap box derby replicas we'd race down a short incline at Holladay Community Church.


09/02/15 11:43 AM #5    

Craig Hansell

Rob had an amazing ability to put a smile on your face. We skied, both water (thanks Den) and snow, and hiked the hills. After one trip to Alta, Rob drove his VW into our carport with the skis still on the back. I recall the sound of my Head skis banging off each roof beam. The Heads were much better soft-snow skis after that.          I remember some of the song lyrics he made up for tunes he shared with his guitar.                                          Once Rob had romance on his mind and parked his red VW beetle on a hillside in what is now a subdivision near Little Cottonwood Canyon. Afraid the car would roll over if he drove it off the hillside, he called us to provide uphill ballast hanging on the uphill side while he gingerly drove the VW to flatter ground. The spot was lovingly renamed "Pack's Point".                                                                                                                  Rob didn't waterski with his glasses on. One day at Rockport Reservoir, Rob took a big swing, crossed the boat's wake and headed for the beach. He misjudged the distance and his speed. Rob hit the beach, took three full steps with his water skis on before before the skis came off and he somersaulted into the sagebrush. Fortunately he was unhurt because we were laughing so hard we couldn't have provided much aid                            Rob was a great guy. 

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