ROBERT R. TREVINO

Robert R. Trevino entered eternal rest on Tuesday, August 23, 2022, in Midland, Texas surrounded by his family. Family and friends will gather to celebrate his adventurous life at 1:00 p.m. Saturday, September 10, 2022, at Gonzales Funeral Home in Lamesa, Texas. At the request of the Trevino family face mask is required to attend the Memorial Service. Robert was born on February 17, 1954 in Gonzales, Texas to Maria Rivera Trevino and Hipolito Trevino, Sr. Robert loved life and loved his family. He had a passion for music, the piano, singing and his guitar. Robert was part of several music bands with the last band being Mas Pesado Band alongside his brother Paul, where he was a singer and played the guitar. He enjoyed taking trips to Holy Ground Ranch and going to the lake to fish and relax. Robert also liked going to garage sales and antique stores with the love of his life, Nancy. Robert was a beloved Son, Father, Brother, Uncle, Comrade, Grandpa, and Friend. One might say Robert was a “Free Bird” and standing right next to him leading the pack was his brother David. Living everyday as if it were their last. They spent many years working in Kansas, North and South Dakota, Wyoming, Utah, and many other Northern areas. Working in Seismographing and jumping out of helicopters. Being the rebels they were, this surprised no one. “I’m pretty sure that’s where the dynamite shenanigans started”. Bringing it all the way back to Texas for strangers who were brave enough to step foot on their land. It's almost impossible to talk about Robert without talking about David and vice versa. An incredible bond that you rarely see these days. True comrades, true brothers, true men who loved and lived their lives the way they wanted to. Never needing the approval of anyone but the land they stood on. But like anyone else, the Desperados missed home. They were soon back on the road again, coming in hot on those dirt roads of Patricia, Texas, blaring “Sweet Home Alabama” at three in the morning. Their Mother peeking out the window rambling something off in Spanish as they always seemed to bring back a hitchhiker, girlfriend, friend or something strapped to the top of their little car. Perhaps it was a sled, dynamite, or sleeping bags, who knows. Robert always spent time with his brothers and sisters. Whether it was watching Marty and Jimmy under those Friday night lights as they played in the State Playoffs. Screaming and hollering from the sidelines like he was the proudest brother on Earth. And of course, running off his sister’s boyfriends or finding some funny way to embarrass them. Robert always had a way of entertaining you. Whether it was making you laugh with a sarcastic comment or warming your heart as he and Paul sang to our family standing by the traditional family campfire. But when it came to just the “boys”, it was a whole different ball game. For instance, taking Marty, Jimmy and Jack “Cha Cha” out to party and listen to music. It was all fun and games until a big thunderstorm came. I guess the music was touching his soul and Robert couldn’t control himself any longer; He got out of his car, jumped on the hood and started to play air guitar and sing as the rain came pouring down and the lighting was all over the place. Marty, Jimmy and Jack got out of the car and started playing and singing too! Marty and Jimmy were waving their flashlights at Robert as if they were all at a rock concert. Then you have Jack jumping around acting like he was Gene Simmons. Such a fun night with brothers in the middle of a bridge on a dirt road in Greeley, Colorado. Another one for the books. Many years later after “The Captain” passed away in 2008, Robert knew that the only place to go and heal was home. Where the flag, though worn, still flew proudly. Where one would go to find themselves in peace…. The Hide Out. Robert spent years carrying on family traditions of working in the garden, raising chickens and farming. You could always find him sitting in his truck listening to music or relaxing under a shade tree enjoying his favorite drink. He didn’t need much but a place to lay his head, a homemade fire, the stars and of course his guitar and music. He is survived by his partner of 30 years, Nancy Ortiz of Lamesa, Texas; his daughter Crystal (Vinay) Prasad of Katy, Texas; his sons Bryan (Ann) Trevino of Richmond, Texas and Shaun Garcia of Odessa, Texas. His brothers: Paul (Mary) Trevino of Midland, Texas; Jimmy Joe (Diana) Trevino of Andews, Texas; Marty (Rosemary) Trevino of Midland, Texas; Polo (Brandy) Trevino of Midland, Texas and Ralph Trevino of Midland, Texas. His sisters: Linda (Bob) Cortez of Houston, Texas; Becky (Terry) Braly of Dickens, Texas; Irma (Ralph) Rodriguez and Esmeralda Trevino (La Quarrie Scott) of Midland, Texas. Grandchildren: Lexi Ortiz, Joshua Prasad, Ayden Bryan Trevino and Mary Jane Brown. Many nieces, nephews and extended family. Robert is preceded in death by his mother, Maria Rivera Trevino; his father Hipolito Trevino, Sr.; Sisters: Carmen and Victoria Trevino; Brothers: Hector, Larry, Timmy and David Trevino. “Desperado, Why don’t you come to your senses?” Come down from your fences. Open the gate. It may be rainin’, But there’s a rainbow above you. You better let somebody love you. Oh, take your time don’t live to fast. Troubles will come and they will pass. All that you need is in your soul. And be a simple man. Now, don’t hang on, nothing last forever but the earth and sky. If I leave here tomorrow. Will you still remember me? For I must be traveling on now. Cause there’s too many places I’ve got to see. Say a prayer for me. This is my last fight. God will keep us free. Where the skies are so blue. Lord, I am coming home to you”. “For all we are is dust in the wind”. OVER AND OUT!

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ROBERT R. TREVINO

February 17, 1954 - August 23, 2022