Robert Jachym, “Bob - Bobby – Jach”, of Westfield is someone we will all miss incredibly. He was the “cats ass”. He was taken too soon by an aggressive cancer that he went head to head with and sadly lost. If you knew him and his competitive nature he so badly wanted to win. Bob was born in Sharon, PA from his late parents Edmund and Helen Jachym who he loved to the moon. He grew up in Westfield with his sister Beverly who he adored. He called her “sister” Beverly - when you have the most loving, kind and Giving human as a sister, they should be a nun was his words (His way of saying she was the best) Beverly married Daniel O’Brien who Bob called. “The man” they traveled together. Laughed and loved uncontrollably together. Beverly never left Bob’s side through this nightmare, but was with him through the amazing adventure we call life. Bob was an amazing athlete who also took an interest in airplanes. He decided in 1967 to join the Air Force with his best friend Frank Cwirka (to later be the best-man in his wedding) This is when he learned how to fly planes and became an aircraft mechanic for US airways for over 30 years. And here comes Toots. (Noreen) He married the love of his life In 1975 on Oct 4th. They will be married 44 years this Friday. Bob would tell anyone who would listen how fabulous and perfect Toots is and always give a fun or serious example. Her love for him and his golfing. His love for her and her shopping with Beverly who just so happens to be her best friend. Her love for the grandkids. Her being a perfectionist and being kind to everyone she meets. He called her his Angel! “Shes the glue that holds our family together and even extended family, and god I love her”. She’s. The. Best. Bob and Toots xoxo. They had 2 children and a son in law. Mark Jachym (Liz Emmett) and Amanda Rogers who he was so proud of he would scream it from the rooftops. Or at least the 9th hole. They were his pride and joy. His kids were in his words. “Something to write home about”. He is their hero and the love of their lives. Travis Rogers he considered a son, he golfed many, many holes with, Built cribs and play scapes (only 15 hours) and more importantly shared many laughs, hugs and eye rolls. Bob’s 3 grandchildren Erin Jachym and Paisley & Piper Rogers were what lit up his life. He mastered the ponytail many years ago when he had his special Wednesday’s seeing his first granddaughter Erin off to school. He loved to watch her swim from the minute Mark taught her in great grandpa’s pool to her joining the swim team and having that intense competitive Jachym gene. They had one special relationship that’s for sure. 12 years later Bob was reminded how it was to have a colic baby like his daughter Amanda. His “Paisley Pants” arrived loud and proud and Bob put on his super grandpa cape and learned how to read the paper while rocking her with his foot, talking about sports and how to work a mower while giving his daughter a break. They had a special bond immediately. He just finished teaching her the proper softball stance in April where she nailed the ball and you could hear his famous “ Yoooooo Baby!”His “Pipes”. Piper called him Bompa - he left too soon for her to master the G. He gave him a run for his money when he would watch her alone when Toots would bring Paisley to school. He even changed diapers! He always said. She really just owns the room doesn’t she. They were a team. Lastly, Bob would like to remind everyone......“Slow is Cool” Memorial service for Bob will be held Saturday, Oct. 5th at 1pm at Firtion-Adams Funeral Service, 76 Broad Street in Westfield. Calling hours will be held before the service from 10 am till 1 pm. In Lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the D’Amour Center for Cancer Care, 3350 Main Street, Springfield, MA. 01107.