Robert "Bob" Striker
October 30, 1949 ~ June 16, 2019
Age 69 of Wyoming. Passed away peacefully surrounded by family on June 16, 2019.
Preceded in death by parents, Bud in-laws, Warren & Lois Roach. Survived by beloved wife of 35 years, Sharon (Roach); son, Evan (Diane); many close relatives & friends.
A Celebration of Bob’s life 6 PM Tuesday, June 25th with visitation beginning at 4 PM at Roberts Family Life Celebration Home, Forest Lake. A special thank you to the U of M medical team and the lung transplant support group. In lieu of flowers, memorials preferred to the American Lung Association.
So very sorry for your loss my thoughts and prayers to you Sharon and Evan Bob was a wonderful man I felt truly honored when he went to management at Home Depot and requested me to be his Supervisor loved working with him and the chats from time to time when he left
One of our favorite memories of Bob was when both of our families went to Lanesboro to tour the caves. We were toward the back of the tour and were told ‘don’t touch anything.’ Naturally, we touched EVERYTHING! We had such a laugh. We will also cherish all of the memories at Townline and Ramblers. Bob is greatly missed 💕
Bob was the best man at my wedding in 1972 back in White Bear. He used to love to laugh and we always had a great time together. Now I am sad because I have missed those wonderful days since moving to the West Coast. One unforgetful memory was on our wedding day and Bob was to drive Lynnie and me from the church and someone had planted whistles and bombs in his spark plugs of his 73 dodge charger (Which he loved) when he tried to drive the car made all kinds of explosive noises and then would not move. The culprits had mixed up the spark plug wires and Bob was none too happy. God’s blessing to his family and I look forward to seeing Bob in heaven some day.
This is Lynnie Cournoyer writing this memory. Bob was the best man at our wedding in September of 1972. The entire summer prior to the wedding, we spent nearly every weekend with him and his date. Larry used to make him laugh so hard over so many things. One weekend in particular Bob talked us into canoeing UP the St Croix River. We trusted Bob when he said there was a great island for a picnic and it was just up river a bit. after 2 or 3 hours of exhausted paddling we annoyingly continued asking Bob.. “Where is this island” to which he kept telling us , “I Think it is right around the next bend”. Long story short, after 4 or more hours we finally landed our canoes and had barely the energy to eat. From that point on, during anytime of impatience, Larry would look at Bob and say “Just around the next bend” You had to be there. 🙂 We loved Bob and always will cherish his memory.