Robert S. Jiacobbe
May 1, 1984 - July 7, 2023

July 7, 2023. Robert is predeceased by grandfather, Leroy Schmidt; sister, Kimberly Turner. He is survived by his wife, Sarah (Williams) Jiacobbe; son, RJ Jiacobbe; parents, Rob & Melinda Jiacobbe; grandparents, Bob & Lucy Jiacobbe, & Beverly Schmidt; nephew, aunts, uncles, cousins, and many friends.

Robert's life story will be shared during his visitation at the funeral home, 1411 Vintage Lane (Between 390 & Long Pond Rd.) Wednesday, July 12th, 12-3 PM & 6-9 PM. His funeral service will be celebrated Thursday, July 13th, 10 AM at the funeral home. His interment will follow in Parma Union Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, donations may be sent to Strong Memorial Hospital Palliative Care Unit, 601 Elmwood Ave, Rochester, NY 14642 or https://tinyurl.com/yc8rsnma.



Remembering Robert

Robert S Jiacobbe was born on Tuesday, May 1, 1984. He was a beautiful, healthy boy that would grow up to be a wonderful man that would leave lasting impressions on the hearts of everyone he met.

As a child, he would bring joy to those around him with his sweet smile and goofy personality. He also caused quite a few gray hairs due to his love for fun and getting into trouble. He went on many adventures with his family and friends, and loved to tell the crazy stories that came from those adventures.

As a teen, he developed an unmatched work ethic that carried over to his adult years. His love for getting into trouble also grew over the years. Nothing too serious, but just enough to cause grief to his parents. Robert loved to tell the stories of his days riding wheelers with his friends and all the ruckus they caused along the way.

If you were to look up the phrase, "work hard, play hard", you would probably find a picture of Robert. Whether it was snowmobiling, boating, or riding wheelers, Robert had one speed. Fast. From an early age, Robert spent time on offshore racing boats. He loved every minute of it. As an adult, he was fortunate to be able to keep the love going and always looked forward to going on poker runs and spending days on the boats with his friends.

As much as Robert loved boats, he loved snowmobiles even more. It was a passion he shared with his family as a child, and with his own family as an adult. Robert didn't just ride snowmobiles, he raced them. Whether it was grass drags, snocross, racing down the snow filled trails, he always had to race. Snowmobiling wasn't just a winter sport for him, it was something he enjoyed all year long.

Jiacobbe's Outlaw Grass Drags was something Robert looked forward to every year. The Jiacobbe name became synonymous with grass drags, and Robert loved it. He loved knowing that when people heard his name, they thought of fun times with family and friends and racing. If you ask any snowmobiler about Jiacobbe's, they will be able to tell you some wild and crazy stories.

As an adult, most people know Robert has a trucker. If you called him and asked what he was doing, the answer was usually, trucking. He loved his job, he loved his coworkers, and he loved all the people he met along the way. Robert would travel all over New York state, into Pennsylvania, and even beyond that when he needed to. He would spend countless hours on the phone with his fellow truckers just so none of them were ever truly alone while they were on the road. Trucking was something he missed doing after his diagnosis. He would talk every day about wanting to get back into his truck and getting on the road.

Robert had many, many friends. There was something about Robert that would suck you in and make you want to be around him. Once you became friends with Robert, you were a friend for life. If you consider yourself a friend of Robert, know that he cherished your friendship. Through the good times, or the bad, he always loved his friends.

Maybe you have been friends with Robert since he was a kid. Maybe you became friends with him as an adult. One thing that everyone can agree on, Robert would keep you on your toes. He never sat still, he always had to be on the move. Boredom caused Robert to do some crazy things. Jumping off of the roof into the pool, riding dirt bikes through the house, random boat days, spontaneous vacations, you never knew what Robert had up his sleeve. All you could do was sit back and embrace the chaos. All the craziness has made for some very good stories to tell. Too many to tell here, but I am sure we will all be telling them for years to come.

Robert loved many things, but he loved nothing more than his family. He didn't always get to see his aunts, uncles, and cousins, but he loved them dearly. He talked to his grandparents often and spent cherished time with them through the years. Robert embraced his in-laws with open arms. He loved having extra family members around and enjoyed being with them. He had close relationships with both of his parents. His mom was always there for him when he needed her. He talked to her daily, and always appreciated that she would drop anything she was doing to help Robert out. Robert had a very close relationship with his dad. They worked together for many years, enjoyed many of the same hobbies, and spoke to each other every day.

Robert's favorite part of his day was going home to his wife and son. He spent 19 years, 15 of them married, to his wife, Sarah. They did many things together in those 19 years, but the best thing they did together was raise their son, RJ. RJ turned 13 this year and loved his dad more than anyone else. His dad was his hero. They loved spending time together whether it was playing video games, out riding toys, or just hanging out with each other. Robert's goal was to make sure RJ grew up to be a good, honest, hardworking man. He knew that RJ would be all of those things and would grow up to make his dad proud.

Robert was so thankful for everyone's support this past year and a half. He knew he would never be able to repay the kindness that so many people showed to him and his family. Robert may be gone, but his memories will live on forever. When you see a car hauler truck drive by, you can think of him. When you go snowmobiling or boating, you can think of him. As we all watch RJ grow from a boy to a man, we can think of him. Just think of Robert, and smile.

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