Jesse Robinson, 67, of Mahomet died Wednesday afternoon Sept. 21, 2016 at his home.
He was born June 1, 1949 in Champaign to Jesse Leander and Charlotte Robinson.
Surviving are his children Renee Robinson, Jeanette Lemon (Jeff), Jess "ZBo" Robinson (Dachia), Gabe Robinson, Jared Robinson, six grandchildren and one great-grandchild. Also surviving are his brothers Robert Robinson (Kathy) and Donnie Robinson (Celia) as well as numerous nieces, nephews and cousins.
He is preceded in death by his parents, his brother Jim, and his sister Patsy.
Jesse's passion was motorcycles - whether it was racing at an early age or riding with friends he loved to be on his bike. He also loved to be around his family and friends and was always the life of the party. Jesse was a retired member of Local 149 Plumbers and Pipefitters, retired from the U of I in 2010, and was an avid attendee at the YMCA.
Please stop by the Salvation Army Church on Prospect Ave. in Champaign on Wednesday September 28 between 4:30 and 8:30 to share stories with the family.
Memorial contributions may be made to the Salvation Army.
View the online obituary and send condolences to the family at www.HeathandVaughn.com.
Our thoughts and prayers are with you all.
Lance and Laura Burnam
Dear Jeanette and Family,
I have searched for words of comfort,
in spite of my feeling that there are no words
that will ease the sorrow. Yet I offer these:
First a hug.
Suddenly you are on a journey, on a road you did not choose. We can’t even walk it with you, but must remain here on the side waiting to give you a hug, share a tear, and encourage you to find your strength in your altered world, to discover a sense of peace, and to take comfort from the many of us who care for you.
Of all the deaths of loved ones we experience,
I think the sudden, unexpected death is the hardest to adjust to.
Instantly that person we knew, loved, laughed with and
cried with is no longer there with us.
“It’s a sadness
we’ll just have to
not get over.”
Sarah Lindsey, a former student, writing about her father’s death. The truth that there is no closure, no getting over, resonates with me.
Your dad’s death makes me even more aware of how necessary
it is for me
to say, “I love you”
to do those things that are important today
to look for those bits of light in the surrounding darkness.
In total to live, not just merely exist.
Finally, feel my arms surround you again in a hug
as a reminder that you are still alive, a survivor…
Wishing you well.
(Acquaintance of Jesse at the Y, client of Jeanette.)
I know that me and the rest of the boys are going to miss seeing Jesse at the Y. I definitely understand the ‘life of the party’ statement describing him! He was a very nice person, a lot of fun to talk to, and I’m glad I got to know him over the past 5 years or so.
God Bless his soul and my prayers are with you.