Thomas E Roberts
April 18, 1954 — December 28, 2025
April 18, 1954 — December 28, 2025
Thomas E Roberts passed peacefully on December 28, 2025, surrounded by his loving family. Born on April 18, 1954, Tom grew to become a man of remarkable character, unwavering loyalty, and boundless love for his family and friends.
Tom was a proud Ohioan through and through. His passion for Cleveland sports was legendary—he was a devoted fan of the Cleveland Browns, Cleveland Indians, and Cleveland Cavaliers. On Saturdays in the fall, you could find him cheering on his beloved Ohio State Buckeyes. His enthusiasm was contagious, and watching games with him was an experience his family will always treasure.
Beyond sports, Tom found peace and joy in the great outdoors. He was an avid hunter and fisherman who cherished early mornings in the deer stand and quiet afternoons on the water. These pursuits weren't just hobbies—they were traditions he loved sharing with family and friends, creating memories that will last for generations.
Tom was a loving father to Nicole, Massimo, and Olivia, and a proud grandfather. His laughter was infectious, his loyalty unwavering, and his love for his family knew no bounds. He had a way of making everyone feel welcome and valued.
He is survived by his children Nicole and her husband Chris, Massimo, and Olivia; his grandson Noah; his siblings Robert, Robin, Michelle, Kim, and Jill; and countless friends whose lives he touched. Though we mourn his passing, we celebrate a life well-lived and a love that will never fade.
"Those we love don't go away; they walk beside us every day."
"Dad always had this way of making everything feel like an adventure. I remember early mornings when he'd wake us up before dawn to go fishing. It wasn't about the fish—it was about watching the sunrise together, sharing stories, and learning that the best moments in life are the quiet ones spent with people you love.
Whether we were cheering on the Buckeyes together or sitting quietly by the lake, he taught me that loyalty and love go hand in hand. I carry that lesson with me every day."
"Dad's love for the outdoors was something he passed down to all of us. Some of my best memories are of deer hunting with him—those cold early mornings in the stand, waiting in silence, learning patience and respect for nature.
He taught me that it wasn't about the hunt itself, but about being present in the moment and appreciating the world around you. I'll carry those lessons and those memories with me forever."
"Dad wasn't one for long speeches, but his actions spoke volumes. Game days were sacred in our house—watching the Browns or the Cavs together, sharing in every triumph and heartbreak. He taught me that loyalty means sticking with your team through thick and thin.
That lesson extended far beyond sports. He showed me what it means to be there for the people you love, no matter what. Thank you, Dad, for always believing in me and showing me what true devotion looks like."
"Poppa had a way of making every moment special. Whether we were watching the Buckeyes play, going fishing together, or just sitting and talking, he made me feel like the most important person in the world.
He taught me about patience, about loyalty, and about loving the people and things that matter most to you. I'm so grateful for every memory we shared. I love you, Poppa, and I'll carry you with me always."
