Phil Robertson passed away

Just saw this.

I had the honor of meeting him many years ago at a DU event. This was back when you went to block buster to rent their vhs tapes.

Duck community lost a great one. A true man of God. RIP

I met him years ago before he became famous, pedaling his Duck Commander calls @ Parrino’s Sporting Goods in Bunkie. Was certainly his own man, and a very interesting character…

A great American!

Phil Robertson was American success story. One paved by perseverance, hard times, ingenuity and a love of God.

I first met him in the late 80’s, and by 1992 I was running camera for him. After I moved on with my career, we will still work together from time to time. I would see him at trade shows where he always took time to speak and visit with me.

When fame came calling it became harder to reach him, but that was okay. He deserved it.

He was one of the single most intelligent men I ever knew, capable of talking about politics, religion, science, astronomy, and just about any topic that would come up.

I’m richer for having known him. Go rest high, DC.

You could not be more wrong in your assumption! You said you never met him, you would have a different opinion if you did. He was the most real a d genuine person you could ever know.

RIP. Great man

Not going to say anything about his character because I don't know any reason to doubt it. But I could not stand to listen to him talk on camera. Wasn't what he said it was just his delivery. Not sure if its something he developed for TV or he'd been like that his whole life.


Maybe reminded me of black/southern preachers who like to make everything they say sound like some profound statement.

anyway, RIP.

Here's another I met Phil story. On the way home from working on a pipeline in Turkey 2005, Houston airport, headed to Monroe. There was Phil and his two boys, sitting alone at our gate. I knew him from DU Banquet and Beouf WMA 1990's, so I plopped down with them. While we chatted, an announcement informed our flight has been switched to another terminal. Not a different gate, a different terminal. I told them let's head to the tram. When we got to our destination, the PA announced prepare for sudden stop. One of the boys stuck his arms straight out and the force from the stop pushed the back glass out of the tram. Phil, with his monotone delivery, states "son, you done tore up the train." I was crying, as it was only plexiglass and the other people were freaking out.