Robert Stonegraber
April 6, 1933 ~ August 10, 2010
Rochester: Tuesday, August 10, 2010. Predeceased by his aunt & uncle, Ella & George Schaible; sisters, Helen Vandenberg, Evelyn Wemple. Survived by his beloved partner, Mary Pierce; his children, Robert, Todd & Mark Stonegraber; Lisa (Patrick) Klos, Lori Johnson; 12 grandchildren; 4 great-grandchildren; brother, Laverne Stonegraber; sisters, Mary Selover, Doris Brown; several nieces, nephews and cousins. Bob was a master craftsman in woodworking, loved helping people and spending time with his family.
No prior calling. His Memorial Service will be held Saturday Aug 28th 10:00 AM in the funeral home chapel of Vay-Schleich & Meeson Funeral Home, 1075 Long Pond Road, Greece Chapel. Interment, Mt. Hope Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to Serenity House, 1278 Brace Rd., Victor NY 14564 in his memory. For more information or to sign Robert's guestbook please visit MeesonFamily.com.
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**Correction: ‘Her Favorite’ was the name of the Dad’s tobacco. That was a long time ago!!
Bob was a Really Cool Guy! He was one of those Dads that You could Hang around with & Treat as One of the Gang! I Always Enjoyed His Company & Share in the Family’s Grief with His passing. My Sincerest Condolences to Mary, Mark, Todd, Rob, Lori, Pat & Lisa and Everyone in the Stonegraber Clan.
Dad you will be truely missed and loved by many for years to come. R.i.p. xoxox
Lori and family,
I didn’t know your dad but please know that my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
Use your family and friends for support. Time, strength, and cherished memories of your dad will help you through this.
Take care and God Bless,
Chris Becks-Burke
May you rest in peace, Dad.
Love Always,
Your Girlfriend, Patty
So many memories’¦’¦.hanging with you in the basement amidst the sawdust watching you create beautiful pieces of art from mere scraps of wood, the endless rides to the mall and the skating rink, your beautiful handwriting that school thought I was forging on my excuses (like I could even come close), the aroma of ‘Your Favorite’Âť in your pipe, donuts at Buckman’s and you flirting with the waitresses, garbage plates at Nick Tahou’s, the red Ford truck with the five cab lights on top, trips to Henderson in the station wagon while we all fought over who would sit by the window, the cross-country trek during my relocation, the months on end you would spend with me and Nik in Texas’¦’¦
I never wanted more than to have you near me. I will cherish these memories of you, Dad’¦..and many more. I love you.