Motorcycle officers from the Tracy Police Department led a funeral procession through the Central Valley, delivering Bob Prosser to his final resting place.
All that was missing Friday morning was a ceremonial stop at Prosser’s favorite lunchtime hangout.
Taco Bell was his weakness.
“He needed his 11 o’clock Taco Bell every day … come hell or high water,” laughed Kim Ysit, a friend and former colleague at the Tracy Police Department.
A police officer for more than 30 years, Manteca-native Bob Prosser was remembered this week as a God-fearing, law-abiding, truth-telling man who loved family.
And yes, food.
“Dad kept a tight schedule,” his son Stacey Prosser said. “He ate breakfast early. He ate lunch early. He ate dinner early. When it got to be 10:45, he’d tell you to start thinking about what you wanted for lunch.”
The younger Prosser will miss that about his dad.
Bob Prosser died on March 10 in his home near Woodward Park at approximately 10:30 a.m.
He went into the garage to retrieve a tool and collapsed from a heart attack. He was found by Sandra Prosser, his wife of nearly 49 years.
On Friday morning, family and friends said their final goodbyes.
Three Tracy Police motorcycles led family and friends to the San Joaquin Valley National Ceremony in Gustine, where Prosser was given a veteran’s send-off.
Prosser was a veteran of the Vietnam War, and he later served the city of Tracy for 32 years as a police officer before retiring in 2002.
More than 500 friends and family attended his viewing, memorial and funeral services.
“I went to the (memorial) and there wasn’t a dry eye there,” said Ysit, who supervises Tracy’s traffic safety unit. “He was a good man that was loved by many. He was fun to work with, too.”
Ysit organized the motorcycle processional. She says it is customary for the department to honor its fallen officers in such a way.
“People mentioned how much he had meant in their lives,” Stacey Prosser said. “He was a mentor to many, many people, and that’s what’s so difficult about all of this.
“You’re not just losing a dad. You’re losing a best friend. That’s a whole new factor of pain.”
Many of his former colleagues recalled Prosser’s loyalty – to the shield and his odd diet.
Prosser served as Lieutenant Greg Farmanian’s field training officer for a stint. Though the two often worked separate shifts, Farmanian recalled with clarity the news of Prosser’s retirement.
“It’s a small department; very much like a family,” he said. “It’s always sad to see somebody go. I’m facing that right now. It becomes a part of your life. The people you work with are like your family; you have a bond you can’t explain.”
That bond often meant nothing was off limits, including Prosser’s craving for fast food.
“He faithfully ate at Taco Bell every morning he worked,” Farmanian said. “He’d go there every morning. We’d always give him a hard time.”
The Prosser family hosted one last feast in his honor on Friday, catered by Frank Fagundes and Fagundes Meats.
“Just taking care of friends and family. That’s what it’s all about,” Fagundes said. “I know they like to eat this good stuff, so I figured I’d help out a little bit.”
There was tri-tip and chicken, macaroni salad and rolls, but not single taco or burrito.
“Don’t worry,” Stacey Prosser laughed. “A bunch of us got together a few days ago and did that for Dad.”