With deep sorrow and enduring love, we announce the passing of a devoted wife, mother, grandmother, sister, and friend, whose presence touched countless lives.
Roberta was the beloved wife of nearly 40 years, a partnership built on love, strength, and unwavering support. Together, they created a family that was the center of her world. She was a proud and loving mother to her two sons, Robert and Steve, and cherished her daughters-in-law, Katelyn and Sarah, as her own. Her greatest joy came from her three beautiful grandchildren, Avery, Rylee, and Lewis, with another precious grandchild on the way—a blessing she eagerly anticipated.
Born in Pittsburgh, she carried the warmth and resilience of her roots wherever she went. For the past 30 years, she made her home in St. Louis, where she became a beloved member of the community and left a lasting impression on all who knew her. It is said that no matter who you were, you felt like she was your best friend—and that was a gift she gave so freely.
She was the cherished daughter of the late John and Rita Perulfi, and a loving sister to her brother, Robert Perulfi, and his wife, Latitia (Tish), and nieces Ashley and Alexis of St. Louis. She is also fondly remembered by her cousins, Eric and Katie Stegemann of Florida. She shared a special bond with her mother-in-law, Rose Biros, and brother-in-law, Jeff Biros, who held her close in their hearts.
A woman of remarkable intelligence and determination, she had an engineering degree and after raising her two sons she went on to complete her master’s degree in accounting and then obtain her CPA. She built a successful career as a CPA and proudly ran her own business for the past 15 years. Through her work, she not only demonstrated professionalism and expertise but also compassion and integrity, earning the trust and admiration of her clients and colleagues.
Her life was defined by kindness, generosity, and an extraordinary ability to connect with others. She had a way of making people feel seen, valued, and loved—a rare and beautiful quality that will never be forgotten.
She will be deeply missed by her family, her friends, and the many lives she touched. The void she leaves behind is immeasurable, and her memory will be cherished forever.
Visitation on Friday, May 8, 2026 from 11:00 AM until 2:00 PM at Kutis South County Chapel (5255 Lemay Ferry Road). Interment following at Park Lawn Cemetery.
What a kind, generous and wonderful woman! She touched so many. My condolences to Ed, Robert and Steve.
Roberta was a wonderful neighbor and a good friend. It was a privilege to know her!
Roberta was a wonderful neighbor and friend. She always had a smile and kind word whenever I would see her. She will be dearly missed. With deepest sympathy to Ed, Robert and Steve.
I had the pleasure of working with Roberta and becoming fast friends with her years ago – she was so incredibly intelligent, kind and funny. My wife and I continued to work with her the last few years and we will miss her terribly. We pray for the repose of her beautiful soul, and for her family that she loved so much.
Tribute to Roberta Biros–By Jeff Biros, Her Brother-in-Law
It was July 1980 when my brother first introduced us to a teenage girl named Roberta Perulfi. Even as a snot-nosed, know-nothing, 12-year-old, I could see she had this warm, infectious grace. I remember thinking, “She’s really cool… I just hope my brother doesn’t mess it up!”
Well, as we all know, Ed managed to hang on for the ride! That introduction sparked 46 years of friendship and 39 years of marriage. When I think of their life together, I am reminded of their special song, “Through the Years” by Kenny Rogers. There’s a line that says, “You’ve never let me down / You turned my life around.” That was Roberta. She was “the rock”–not just for my brother, but for our entire family.
She wasn’t just my sister-in-law; she was the sister I chose. She was my ultimate life consultant—though her ‘consulting’ often felt more like an unscheduled performance review. I’d want a quick chat with her and instead left with a three-point plan, a list of ‘action items,’ and a very clear understanding of exactly where I’d messed up. She was the only person who could call me out on my nonsense–but she did it with such empathy and grace that I’d thank her for the feedback. She was like a human GPS—but one that wasn’t afraid to yell ‘Recalculating!’ if she saw me making a bad turn. But, as Ed and Roberta’s song says, ‘Through the years, you’ve taught me all I know.’ Roberta gave me enough empathy and wisdom to last me the rest of my life.”
Another line in their song says, ‘It’s better every day, as the years go by.’ That was certainly true of our bond. I’m going to miss walking into a room and being met with that spirited, high-pitched, high-energy: ‘How’s my Jeffy!’ It didn’t matter if I was 12 or much, much older—I was always ‘Jeffy’ to her. She was the only one who could get away with that, and frankly, it always made me feel at home.
But no matter how busy or ‘intensely productive’ Roberta was, she always had time for everyone–she was a powerhouse who led with her heart. She constantly had an ear to lend—and usually a full set of directions to match. And you had to be quick to catch those directions, because Roberta didn’t just live life; she sprinted through it. She moved with a level of urgency that made the rest of us look like we were standing still. Between her Olympic-level power-walking and her ‘express lane’ driving style, being around Roberta was like being part of a NASCAR pit crew—fast, high-pressure, and slightly terrifying if you didn’t have your seatbelt fastened. Nowhere was that care more evident than in the way she looked after her amazing father. Even with her whirlwind energy, she always found the grace to slow down for him—serving not only as his devoted daughter, but as his caregiver and companion, ensuring his final journey was filled with comfort and love. And fittingly, Ed afforded her the same compassionate journey. It’s that exact whirlwind of energy that brings a certain quote to mind.
In my history and government classes, I often talk to my students about the weight of leadership and what it means to leave a legacy. It feels especially fitting to remember Abraham Lincoln’s words: “In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” Roberta understood the true meaning of vocation and productivity better than anyone I’ve ever known. To her, being our “rock” wasn’t just a role—it was a calling. At 63, her life was shorter than any of us were prepared for, but the “life” she packed into those years—the counsel she gave and the love she led with—is a legacy that would fill any history book.
And, while Roberta took great pride in her professional work, she poured that same spirited energy into her greatest vocation: her loving family. That legacy lives on in her amazing sons, Robert and Steve; her adoring daughters-in-law, Sarah and Katelyn; and her precious grandchildren, Avery, Rylie, and Lewis. Though she won’t be here to hold the new baby arriving this June, we know she’s already busy being a guardian angel—likely calling a staff meeting, ‘bending the ears’ of the powers that be, and making sure the clouds are organized by priority. Knowing Roberta, she’s probably already streamlined the process at the pearly gates. Soon, she’ll have the clouds color-coded, the harps tuned to a more productive frequency, and a list of operational improvements for St. Peter to review by Monday morning.
Roberta had every gift—except the gift of time. But looking back at her 46 years with our family, we can truly say, as Ed and Roberta’s song says, ‘I’m so glad I’ve stayed right here with you.’ Through those years, she gave us enough love and guidance to last us for the rest of our lives.
So, as we grieve our unspeakable loss, let us also remember what we’ve gained by knowing her. She inspired us through the sheer decency of her life. She taught us how to stand firm in a storm, lead with a smile, and make every moment count. We gained a lifetime of advice, a few good financial tips, and a sense of belonging that only a ‘How’s my Jeffy!’ could provide. The “rock” may have shifted, but the strength she gave us is ours to keep.
We should also take comfort knowing that she isn’t just watching over us, but that she’s finally reunited with her adoring parents. After more than thirty years apart, she’s back with her mother, Rita—and she’s got her father by her side again. They are all together now, exactly as it should be.
We love you, Roberta, and we will miss you. We’re so glad you signed on for the long haul in 1980… and that you didn’t let my brother mess it up! We didn’t know it at the time, but we really needed you. So, thanks for the glorious journey “Through the Years.”
Roberta was an amazing person and one of the best human beings I’ve ever known. She was incredibly kind, loyal, thoughtful, hard working, compassionate…the list could go on and on. There is no question that the world will be a lesser place with Roberta gone.