Agnes McRoberts
Agnes McRoberts, 94, of Springfield, died at 4:20 pm, Wednesday, October 19, 2011 at her home. She was born March 1, 1917 in Joliet, to George and Agnes Movrin Babich. She married Jack McRoberts on December 5, 1942 and he preceded her in death on September 26, 1997.
Her parents and step-father, Matt Barbarich, also preceded her in death.
Survivors include one daughter, Karen (Robert ) Miller of Springfield; three sons, John (Rose Ann) McRoberts of Edgewood, WA, Jim McRoberts of Bettendorf, IA and Michael J. (Cheryl) McRoberts of Waconia, MN; ten grandchildren; several great-grandchildren, one sister, Mary Ascher of Springfield and several, nieces and nephews.
Agnes was a member of Church of the Little Flower. She was formerly active in the St. Theresa Guild and also had volunteered at St. John’s Hospital and Griffin High School. In her youth she played the organ at St. Barbara’s Catholic Church.
She attended Brown’s Business College and had worked as a legal secretary before having children and becoming a homemaker.
Visitation: 4-6 pm, Sunday, October 23, 2011 at Staab Funeral Home with a prayer service at 4 pm.
Funeral Mass: 10:30 am, Monday, October 24, 2011 at Church of the Little Flower with Monsignor John Ossola officiating. Burial will follow at Camp Butler National Cemetery.
Memorial contributions may be made to Church of the Little Flower.
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Cheryl McRoberts posted on 10/27/11
Agnes was the very best Mother-in-Law that in the world. Kind and generous, if her children or grandchildren needed something...a poor boy, a visit, a hug...she gave it. We always enjoyed visits from Jack and Agnes, most of which included a meal at a restaurant. Jack would always over order, and while Agnes was still working on her own meal, he would push his plate in front of hers and say, "Here Babe...eat this?" Her response would always be to have the meal wrapped up to go. They would bring it to our home and put it in our refrigerator with the intent to take it with them. Without fail, we would watch them leave, and the next morning, find the meal still with us. I'm still not certain if Jack and Agnes were being consistent or persistent I miss them both so very much.