Robert Bruce Terwilliger

Robert Bruce Terwilliger was one of the worst people I have ever known. He was hateful, abusive, violent, disgusting, and perverted. He raped me repeatedly; he beat me; he tried to kill me multiple times; he tried to kill his children; he threatened all of our safety repeatedly, including the safety of my friends and parents; he was addicted to incredibly graphic and disturbing porn that he would watch under the children’s Google accounts. The police reports, witness statements – including his own, court transcripts, and court documents against him that I have fill a ginormous box. Multiple women in various states have protection orders against him – some of the women were his lawyers and had to quit due to fears for their safety. Some of them were *my* lawyers who also had to quit for the same reason. I am not sad he is gone. The children are not sad he is gone. I’m only surprised that he lived this long.

I am so sad to hear about the passing of Robert ( Bob) Bob was an outstanding friend/family member to our family; he made it very clear right from the beginning that he was loyal and honest and would always have your back. He loved our boys and us to the moon and back, and we loved him. He never had much, but what he did have, he would happily give it away if it meant that it would help you out. He had such a big heart. And there was no question about how much he loved his children, and he would send us photos every time he was given a chance to update them. He talked about Sean, Ricky, and Piper every time we spoke. He missed them dearly. He also loved God and country, we shared many conversations on both subjects. We will miss Bob, but we will she him again. And in sure that he is chatting with a long list of people up in heaven and asking many questions. Love you Bob ❤️

I lust learned of my old friends passing a few weeks ago. I had the pleasure of spending face time with him Christmas Day of 2020. I never would’ve dreamed that would be the last time I’d speak with him. He was a mentor to me when I was a young man. We had countless late night walks and talks (walkie-talkies) that sometimes were painful to have, but that was Robert. He never liked to let matters go without finding some resolution, even if sometimes that meant picking the scab off.
I miss you my brother. I miss our long talks. But I look forward to having them again one day when we meet again…on the other side.