Robert John Schindel Jr.

Robert John Schindel Jr., age 52, of Mauston passed away on August 21, 2026. He was born on February 17, 1974 in Beaver Dam and lived in many places throughout his life. But wherever Bobby was, home was never really a place, it was the people he loved and the people who loved him.

He went by many different names, Robert, Bob, Bobby. Each name belonged to a different part of his life and each came with its own role: son, husband, father, papa, brother, and friend.

Bobby loved the simple things in life: grilling, fishing, having a beer or two or ten, telling dad jokes, and cheering on the Dallas Cowboys. And like every true Cowboys fan, he believed every year was going to be their year. He was unapologetically himself, loud, witty, and never afraid to say exactly what he thought. But more than anything, Bobby loved his people. He showed that love every chance he got, not just in what he said but in what he did. When he loved you, he loved you completely. He was the person who showed up when it mattered, without hesitation or needing to be asked. He gave his time, his help, and his heart freely.

He married his high school sweetheart, Jennifer, and their life together was built on a loyalty and love that never wavered. He was the kind of husband and father who found countless ways to show the people he loved they mattered. He was always looking out for his girls, whether that meant making breakfast in bed—sometimes consisting of his own questionable food creations—or simply calling to say, “I love you”. Those were the kinds of things Bobby did—not because anyone asked him to, but because loving his people was simply who he was.

At 6’5 Bobby was physically hard to miss. But his presence went far beyond his height. His strength, his loyalty, and the way he cared for people made him truly unforgettable. To so many, Bobby was the person they could depend on, the one they called when they needed help, and the one who seemed capable of handling anything. He was a hero, a protector, and a rock. It was easy to believe he was invincible. But beneath that larger-than-life presence was just a man, a man who loved deeply, laughed loudly, and gave generously. A man who left an enormous mark on everyone lucky enough to know him. There will never be another person with his heart, his humor, his advice, or his resilience. He was impossible to miss and even more impossible to forget. His friends and family will miss his voice, his jokes, his stubbornness, and the comfort of knowing Bobby was always there.

He is survived by his wife Jennifer; his parents Robert Sr. and Carol; stepfather Eric; his children Tiffany, Corey, Brandon, and Amanda; his seven beloved grandchildren Brooklynn, Nathan, Emma, Charlotte, Blake, Miles, and Madelyn; his siblings John and Tanya; his five spoiled pets; and many others.

He leaves behind not only the many people who loved him, but countless memories of a man who showed them, simply by being himself, what a good man could be. His life was far too short, but the love he gave was anything but.