Toby Rudolph Stroud, Sr.

Toby Stroud - Rochester, NY - Rochester Cremation

Rochester, NY:  Toby Rudolph Stroud, Sr, passed into the light on January 28th, 2019, at 69 years of age.

Born November 18th, 1949, Toby lived his life accented by one theme: Peace, Love, & Rock ‘n Roll. Toby is predeceased by his parents Abram and Jane (Gibbs) Stroud. Survived by his sisters, Rose Crandall and Linda Chappell; his children Christopher Stroud, Jessica Stroud Sapia and Toby Stroud, Jr; six grandchildren and numerous nephews and nieces.

The family will be holding a private Celebration of Life at a later date. In lieu of flowers, the family is asking for donations to be made to Shepherd Home, 1959 Five Mile Line Road, Penfield, NY, 14526.


5 Condolences

  1. Christopher Stroud on February 4, 2019 at 9:18 am

    “There’s only two people in this world I trust ….that’s me and you and I ain’t too sure about you “ …. I love you dad so much and it’s times like these that I realize your never as strong as you think you are 💙😢

  2. mom on February 4, 2019 at 4:15 pm

    Ex-wife and devoted friend: Peg Comardo Stroud

  3. Jaylene on February 4, 2019 at 10:20 pm

    Like a father to me since I was 13. Anytime I needed somone to talk to I just had to call and you where there. You gave me light in the darkest times. I have loved you most of my life pops and I always will. I will miss you dearly and live my life the way you always told me to. With as much love and peace as I can possibly have. Until we meet again. XO

  4. Angie on February 5, 2019 at 12:21 pm

    Thought you would be writing your thoughts to me but….all my Love, Peace, Happiness on the other side my friend. Till we meet on the other side of life as the Moody Blues stated……

  5. Tyler on April 30, 2021 at 9:07 pm

    I still remember every inch of that smoky house.. Every time I’d go to see my grandparents, the place I was really most excited about going was always down the street to uncle Toby’s.. At 33, what I know as an adult from family members, I understand a lot more about what he was going through, I always wondered why he was always at that table of his, smoking away, never going anywhere, never real close to anyone.. But I knew he cared. I could feel it, I could see it in his eyes..

    He had a familiar vibe.. One I understood.. and now I know why.. We were a lot alike, had a lot of the same problems. I practically followed in his footsteps without even knowing..,

    Hey Uncle Toby, if dead men can read web pages, I thought of you today.. I graduated the other day.. I got my meds, too, and they work. Maybe I can get up and leave *my* table now, without being tempted to do the wrong things..

    Love you. Thanks for being an inspiration.

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