Obituary

Kirk Perrin Robinson, 67, passed away Saturday, November 3rd, 2018 at his home in Boise, Idaho. Kirk was born July 24th, 1951 to Allan and Winifred Robinson in Santa Monica, California and resided in Idaho for the past 45 years. He received a BS in Architecture from the University of Idaho in Moscow before moving to the Boise area and accepting a position with Americold Logistics in Nampa where he worked for 32 years.
Throughout his life he maintained a strong work ethic that taught his children to be responsible, determined, and caring. His passion for the outdoors was shared with his family during the many trips they took to go camping, hiking, and fishing. 
Kirk is survived by his wife Deborah Robinson of 48 years; sons Scott Robinson, Stuart Robinson, and Brandon Robinson; daughter Kristin Morris (Robinson); and many loving grandchildren, and extended family. Kirk was a loving father, husband, grandfather, and friend to everyone. He was preceded in death by his father Allan Robinson; mother Winifred Robinson; and half-brother Jay Robinson
A private memorial service will be held under the direction of Bowman Funeral Parlor. 
The family will also hold a private celebration of Kirk’s life.

Eulogy

Decency, reliability, dignity, respect: these are all qualities that our father taught us during his time on this earth. 
He was a serious and disciplined man, but he could never resist the opportunity to have a laugh with friends and loved ones, given half the chance.
Other than his half-brother who passed away at an early age, Dad was an only child, who lived in and around the Boise area most of his life after moving here with mom.
They met and married young and remained happily together for almost half a century.
As a father of four, dad was often happiest when he and mom would take the family on camping trips into the Idaho mountains. Some of our fondest trips included Kennally Creek Campground and South Fork Salmon River Campground. There we hiked, fished, rode motorcycles, watched the salmon spawn, occasionally shook a cat out of a tree (Alabama) and enjoyed family fun around the campfires.
At home, dad was a simple, private man who found comfort spending time with mom and watching TV. One of his favorite shows was Walker Texas Ranger. Dad also enjoyed feeding the squirrels, eating tacos, and planning the best way to destroy a bottle of Tabasco.
Dad was a straightforward man who demanded little from those around him, and who expected only the best for his four children. Our work ethic and values were instilled at an early age. Dad often spent Sunday mornings scribbling down a list of chores for the upcoming week while burning incense and listening to music.
It’s difficult to imagine him not being around and we’re not sure how we will all cope.
We will all miss him dearly.