Robert Pratt

Obituary of Robert Pratt

Pratt, Robert M. “Kiddo”

Rochester: June 24, 2018, at the age of 85. Robert is predeceased by his wife, Joanne (Marshall) Pratt. He is survived by his children, David R. (Tina) Pratt, Paul J. (Christine) Pratt & Pamela P. (Timothy) O'Sullivan; grandchildren. Andrew Pratt, Mathew Pratt, Nicole Pratt, Danielle Pratt & Joanna O'Sullivan; sister, Margaret Russi; sisters-in-law, Barbara Smith, Mary Patricia Pratt & Joan Pratt; brother-in-law, James Feeley; several nieces, nephews & cousins. Robert was a retiree of Xerox, where he devoted 35 years of service. 

Robert’s visitation will be held 4-7 on Friday, June 29th at the funeral home, 1411 Vintage Lane. His funeral service will be celebrated 10:00 am on Saturday at the funeral home. Interment in Holy Sepulchre Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, donations may be directed to the Alzheimer's Association, 435 E. Henrietta Rd., Rochester, NY 14620 in Robert’s name.

Robert's LIfe Story

Childhood:

Talked lovingly about cleaning and trimming his father’s fingernails for him when he arrived home from work.

His mother often made him a dinner different from what the others were eating, as he was a bit finicky in his tastes. (That definitely changed when he grew up!)

There was a stable on Lyell Avenue, not far from where they lived, He would help out, grooming the horses and mucking stalls to earn money, but also because he loved horses. Never learned to ride as there was not enough money for that.

Teen/Young Adult years:

Attended Aquinas High School. His favorite subject was history, especially ancient Roman history.

Was planning to be a priest, but after one week in seminary (in Pennsylvania), he was so homesick, he had to come home.

Career:

Joined the Haloid Company, which later became Xerox and spent his entire career there, working as a troubleshooter on various lines. Worked on their first color printer (1970’s), which bombed because there was no market for it.

Was asked to visit Xerox Canada in Toronto, where he met with an international team and he was asked to give his expertise on the model copier they were currently developing.

Family:

Loved his wife devotedly. Same for his children.

Supported his children in their various sports pursuits—tennis, wrestling.

Loved to hunt and fish with his sons.

Had a dog—Pepper—for hunting pheasant. Or occasionally for just running around and barking like a loon.

Made sure all three had a good Catholic education through high school, and supported each as they went through college.

Took the family on vacation each year early in August, all around New York State and southern New England.

Was assistant troop leader for the Boy Scout troop to which Dave and Paul belonged, and camped with them every year at Massawepie. Each year brought home coffee mugs—eventually got rid of close to 2 dozen of them!

Events:

25th wedding anniversary: we surprised them with dinner at Red Osier and a special cake made by a good friend.

Retirement party: Held at son Dave’s house, it was an epic family gathering.

Royal Caribbean Cruise: a week-long sojourn through the Caribbean (on Royal Caribbean line). My mother spent weeks telling us about the food.

Activities:

Baseball, softball, tennis, running, hunting, fishing, golf,  skeet shooting, euchre.

Favorites:

He loved music, especially Irish/Celtic music and folk music. He loved to sing along, too, and had a fairly decent tenor voice when he was younger.

He would watch almost any baseball team, golf tournament or fishing show. When he watched football, it was the Dallas Cowboys, and later the Cleveland Browns.

He enjoyed both Scotch and Irish Whisky, but his drink of choice was a Manhattan—with three cherries.

He loved to eat steak and prime rib.

He loved chocolate ice cream and black cherry custard at Abbott’s when they had it.

He enjoyed chocolate candy, but his favorite was Snickers.

Personality:

Generally low-key and amiable. A good friend, husband, sibling, son and father. He was not worried about accumulating “things”—at a point that they could have moved to a larger home in the suburbs, he and my mother chose instead to make sure we got the best possible education, and he gave us something more important—time.

He was a quiet, sweet, humorous, loving and much-beloved man.