Robert King passed away at home on January 30th at home. He is survived by his loving wife of 25 years Mary Christine King (Chris), his sister Patricia, his ex-wife Yvonne King and their children. Brenda husband Tom, Steven's, partner Rachelle, Susan, husband Steve, Mary, husband Dan.
Chris's children Cheryl and John. Grandchildren: Charles junior (CJ), Kayla, Nicholas, Katie, Ben, Jason, Joe and Leona.

Robert was a loving father and grandfather.

Robert loved life. Between riding across the country with Jim Brodkorb on his motorcycle, having his private pilots license and his love for sailing, he made sure to live life to its fullest. There are so many warm loving memories, but here are just a few.

His daughter Susan recited a lovely memory involving her, her father and their dog named Puppy "I would use Puppy as a mailman. I would write a letter to my dad and put it puppy's collar and have him go to my dad, he would then read the note and reply sending it back to me once again using Puppy as the mail man."

His daughter Mary gave us this lovely memory to share.
"I remember loving to go grocery shopping with Dad. He would always get me a treat. From chicken wings and Jo-Jo fries from the deli or to having a sugar daddy that would get stuck to my teeth it would always be a fun moment I will never forget.

I remember once being half way convinced this sugar daddy was going to pull out my teeth. When I got the candy out and no teeth came out I was relieved and then the process started all over again… they were so tasty!"

One of Stevens's fondest memories is the talks they would have that could go deep into the night. They would talk about philosophy and history and what it's like live in what can be at times a chaotic world. Those talks are what would become the foundation of what it takes to be a man, and he still holds those lessons to heart.

One story that he remembers fondly is a story on how his father earned a bronze star. He was in the air force during the Vietnam War when his base came under a mortar attack. They were pushing a generator used to start aircraft out of harm's way when he was hurt.

His eldest daughter Brenda shared her feelings about him. Dad loved the outdoors, literally land, sky and water, bringing us camping on vacation to the Dakotas. He also loved his Minnesota Vikings and thunderstorms.

He never lost his humor; he involved all of us at one point or another for his jokes and pranks. He so enjoyed sharing with his kids and grandchildren.
Early years he would take us camping to Camperville; to this day I am there every weekend in the summer months.

He worked hard to keep all his children engaged, being both grounded in reality, but yet not afraid to reach out beyond their ability even if they failed."