Lloyd Rolland Robinson

It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of Lloyd Rolland Robinson, known to those who loved him as Rollie. He left this world peacefully on February 17, 2025, at his home in Milwaukie, Oregon, surrounded by those who cared for him deeply.

Born on August 17, 1935, in Portland, Oregon, to Dallas and Zetta Robinson, Rollie was a man of quiet strength, loyalty, and kindness. He grew up in Portland and attended Benson Technical School, setting the foundation for a life of hard work and dedication. After serving in the National Guard, he began his career as a teenager, working at local gas stations. His journey led him to Ohio, where he joined Republic Steel Company, later transferring to LTV Steel, where he spent the remainder of his career selling steel bars. His commitment to his work was evident, and he retired content, knowing he had given his all to his profession.

Rollie was a man who had a deep love for life’s simple pleasures. As a child, he attended the Apostolic Faith Church, and though he drifted from the faith in his teenage years, he found his way back later in life, finding peace with God before his passing.

An avid lover of classic cars, Rollie had a particular fondness for his 1964 ½ Mustang convertible, which he lovingly stored for nearly forty years before passing it on. His passion for these beautiful machines was just one reflection of his spirit—nostalgic, thoughtful, and full of appreciation for the good things life had to offer.

In retirement, Rollie found joy in his daily visits to Mocha Express and later, The Pit Stop, where he became a familiar face and made lasting friendships with the baristas. Even when he could no longer drive himself, he found a way to keep those traditions alive. His final months were filled with the comfort of these cherished routines, and a moment of kindness at The Pit Stop—a coffee on the house—was a testament to the affection his presence had cultivated.

Those who knew Rollie well will remember him for his dry, sarcastic sense of humor. He had a unique way of delivering his witty remarks—always sharp, sometimes teasing, but always with a foundation of love and care. Whether making light of a situation or giving a subtle, yet thoughtful piece of advice, his humor was a reflection of his character—a man who loved deeply but wasn’t afraid to show it in his own way.

In the last chapter of his life, Rollie was lovingly cared for by Tina Weaver, Susie Scriber, Greg Buss, and his great-niece, Destiny Biggs. He often expressed his gratitude to them for their unwavering support and tender care, leaving behind a legacy of appreciation for the people who stood by him.

Rollie was preceded in death by his brother Robert Robinson, sister Dorothy Jean Robinson (Buss), and niece Gale Robinson (Stookey). He is survived by his nephews and nieces, Steve Robinson, Sharon Vanlaningham (Robinson), Christina Weaver (Buss), Kathy Buss, Carol Yunker (Buss), Susan Scriber (Buss), and Greg Buss, as well as many grand nieces and nephews who will forever remember his gentle nature and the love he shared.

Rollie’s memory will live on in the hearts of those who knew him—a man who worked hard, loved deeply, and found joy in the small, meaningful moments. He will be missed, but never forgotten.

Rest in peace, Rollie.