On July 16, 2024, the world was "Rob-bed" as Robert Roy Stuart, 61, of Nampa, Idaho passed away from a heart attack while hiking Loon Lake in McCall. Rob was born March 25, 1963, in Boise, Idaho to Robert Leslie Stuart and Donna McKercher. Rob was the youngest child of three boys. Rob grew up in Eagle, Idaho and was always known as a class clown and jokester. He once put Alka-Seltzer in his brother's water and was promptly beat up because Jimmy thought it was poison. He spent his childhood making memories and playing with his brother Wes. As far as school was concerned, Rob dropped out of high school before graduating but was able to get what he wanted and do what he wanted for his life and career. He had regrets but made a lot of memories and earned respect by working hard and was a master at calling out someone's B.S and quickly knowing the true character of someone when it really mattered. Rob worked at a lot of different places throughout his career, some being Plexus, Winco Foods, MCMS, United Airlines, Chonie's Sport's Bar and was even part owner of a sport's bar (which was always a childhood dream). Rob was a loyal employee that always worked hard. He was proud to have worked for Plexus for over 30 years. Rob loved to spend time with family and friends and spent many outings drinking alcohol and betting, many times even winning when he was the underdog. AJ, Rob's daughter, shared that he recently told us how his boss was practicing "corn hole" throughout the workday (my dad had never played). His boss bet $5 on who could get closest to the hole. My dad won, grabbed the money, and said something basic like "See you Monday" and walked away. Rob loved movies, messing with people, different "affairs", gambling in Vegas and Jackpot with friends, customers and his kids. He loved to scare his kids by pretending to veer off the road while driving or jumping off the Robie Creek Bridge. Rob will always be remembered as being witty, playful, hardworking, kind, generous, and an all-around genuine good guy, that enjoyed having fun and was accepting to all. Rob loved his family. AJ remembers when she was six, Rob told her to go out to the car and get a yellow envelope, she didn't find an envelope, what she found was a perfect chihuahua puppy waiting for her. She also recounts countless times growing up where Rob would throw her, Michael, Jake, and maybe even Carissa and Kristen off the balcony on the trampoline. Rob is survived by his children; Jake Stuart, Andrea (AJ) Stuart, his brother, James Stuart and Aunt Patricia Hicks. Rob is preceded in death by his mother and father and brother Wesley.

Thoughts from AJ… On the 6th of July my dad told me he was done with women for good, and I said, "men??" and he snorted..I loved to make him laugh and he loved to make others laugh. He would be hypocritically telling me to stop crying over him, move on, get out of bed, go on, and fix my life. "Just be happy." That is all he ever wanted for everyone (mostly) but especially for me. That's what he told me the most. Jake was the good one and I was the bad one, but my dad somehow always found a way to forgive me and love me no matter how badly I messed up. I am so grateful for our weirdly honesty and trying to make each other laugh relationship (especially over inappropriate comments, much to the chagrin of others, usually my mom or brother). I LIVED for when I made him laugh, retell a joke I told him, or when I was bartending for him. I made his coworker who NEVER laughs, laugh. He literally wanted to see the footage because he could never make him laugh. That's how funny my dad knew he was, and maybe shocked anyone could be funnier, even for a moment. We didn't have a public viewing for him, he would have hated to be seen that way. That is the only thing I hope to forget. He was cremated and will be linked forever with the cremated remains of his beloved dog, Sagras. I think he would have loved that. We have ideas for a part of his ashes but would love others input. Table Rock is definitely on the list, but there are many places he should be, and anyone traveling to Jackpot or Vegas soon, and willing to take him and his best friend, let us know. He would rather make everyone laugh than cry, and when we pick a memorial date, we want to include as many friends and coworkers to be there who want to be. We want to hear everything about my dad that you want to share. Online, in person, letters, in any form. Besides being cremated with Saggy, I asked for a picture of his highly secret and shameful tattoo that I haven't seen since I was six or seven, and they obliged (amazingly), Please remember the kindness, generosity, and humor. This is the final roast of Rob Stuart, Laugh, Smile, Cry and always remember his true character. Say what you need to, only time he'll give you the last word. In honor of Rob, we invite everyone to go play the lotto, drink a Mike's Hard, or go to your local dive bar and order a "duck Fart"