Robby D. Woods (Pete) was born on January 1, 1949, to Galvesta Mavis Woods in Hope Arkansas. He was the first born of four children to this family. He relocated to Port Chicago California with his m other, and later the family moved to Pittsburg California. He Attended school in the Pittsburg Unified School District until his graduation from Pittsburg High School in 1967. He began his military service in the U.S Army July 1969 and later served a tour in Vietnam, he was honorably discharged in August 1972.

Robby D. Woods married Yolonda Joy Davis in 1972, and from this union two sons were born, Robby D. Woods and Brandon D. Woods. He was known as a "jack of all trades master of none" and began his career with PG&E where he held several positions ending that career as an Engineering Estimator. He later began a new career at Lockheed Martin in Sunnyvale CA as an AutoCAD Draftsmen, and relocated to Palo Alto CA. He met and married Jacqueline Hill, no children were born to this union. After ending his career at Lockheed Martin they relocated to Tracy CA. Robby was an avid fisherman, enjoyed gardening, landscaping and home remodeling. He was kind and generous to all, developing and creating many projects, and always willing to help others in need.

He leaves to cherish his memory: his beloved sons Robby D. Woods and Brandon D. Woods; grandsons Dante' M. Woods, Kalen D. Woods; three sisters Judy Forrest, Barbara Jones, and Marilyn Scott; an inherited brother Billy Ray Scott; his blended family Chanai Catarich, Tamara Johnson, five grandchildren, and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and friends.

The family of Robby Woods would like to express to each one of you our sincere gratitude for your prayers, words of encouragement, support, generosity, respect during our time of loss, sorrow and bereavement.

May GOD richly bless and keep each of you, now and always.

Gone Fishing

I finished life's chores assigned to me,

So put me on a boat headed out to sea.

Please send along my fishing pole

For I've been invited to the fishin' hole.

Where everyday is a day to fish,

To fill your heart with every wish.

Don't worry, or feel sad for me,

I'm fishing with the Master of the sea.

We will miss each other for awhile,

But you will come and bring your smile.

That won't be long you will see,

Till we're together you and me.

To all those that think of me,

be happy as I go out to sea.

If others wonder why I'm missin'

Just tell'em I've gone fishin'

~by Delmar Pepper