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Robert J. Kribs III

Chicago, Illinois

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Robert J. Kribs III, age 22, suddenly, Moraine Valley Community College student. Beloved son of Robert J. Jr. and Jan, nee Brubach; loving brother of Heather and Brett; dear nephew of Ronald (Rita) Kribs, James (Sherry) Kribs, Kimberly Brubach and Dawn (Thomas) Goss; fond cousin of Kevin, Brian,...

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We are all remembering you today, the day of your passing. We received a sweet text from Julie. She always sends us one on this day. Brett also sent a text. I remember you every day, but of course especially this day.

I remember many great days and times together, Sox games, snowmobiling and one day in particular when you were playing in Bronco league baseball. You were having a hard time at the plate and losing confidence in yourself. (I wonder where you got that from) ...

Hey there buddy, I think of you so often and always brings a smile to my day. I miss your bright energy and all your crazy ideas. You were just the brightest light with the biggest heart. The only person that could climb through my window in the middle of the night and my grams did not ever care. She loved you so much and as did you. The bond you created with me and my family will always have a special place in my heart. Missing you on this random Sunday and cherishing the fun and hard times...

Hey Bob. It’s Brandon. I’ve spent a lot of time pretending that I just got over your death. I look at this page. No one has.And neither should I. You were an amazing friend. You just emitted an aura. And I will never forget that. I’m going on 42 years old. I’m a Paramedic for the Chicago Fire Department. If I had you here right now you’d probably tell me how I went soft. You’d be right. I did. I love you Bob. I always will. Your family was always great to me when I needed it. It hurts me to...

This is a few days late becaause my original submission was not accepted.

The date of your passing has come and passed again. I'm sure I've said this every year now for 19 years. I have some horrible memories of that day and night that will never leave me. Mom and I tried everything we could think of to keep this from happening and I'm sure you know that. And I hope you forgive us for anything we could have or should have done differently.

There will always be some...

Dear Bobby, Although I remember you every day, the memories come flooding back even mor on this day, your birthday. This would be your 41st birthday. I like to think about what you would be like at this stage of life, mature, but not middle aged yet. I think about how great it would be if you were still here, probably raising a family of your own. Of course, I will always have the guilt of not having done more or differently to avoid our tragedy. But that which has passed cannot be...

I always send a message on the date of your passing, 10/28, but I am a couple days late this year. Mom, Brett and I visited your gravesite on Saturday to remember you some more. Mom put some nice Fall flowers there. She always takes good care of it and all of us. It is a difficult day for all of us. The memories of that horrrible day come flooding back even though I try to block them, I really try to just remember the good times. It's been a very stressful year for all of us. ...

This horrible day has come again. It's unbelievable that it's 17 years now. You would have been 39 years old this year. The thought of that boggles my mind. But, here it is again. Mom and I met at the cemetery because I had a Patriot Guard Honor Mission of a WWII veteran that was buried at Chapel Hill today. As usual, Mom brought some beautiful fall flowers for you and cleaned up your headstone. We don't say much to each other when we're there because we are both thinking about...

It's a dreary, rainy day; I guess appropriate for the feelings that come on this horrible day. Brett, Katie and our namesake Bobby are here with us and that makes these times better. Unfortunately all of the memories of this date16 years ago are so very hard to deal with. I'll try to force myself to remember the good memories. There are some awfully nice ones. Our day to meet again is another year closer and I'm looking forward to the hug we will share. I love you. Dad

No words...all emotions. I wish you were here to share them with me. October always unlocks the memory floodgates. So many promises and so much hope. Save a seat for me. Tell my ma I said hi.