Obituary of Robert M. Archambault

Robert “Robby” M. Archambault, 34, of Phoenixville, PA, left us far too soon on July 13th, 2025 — likely in the middle of telling a joke, pulling a prank, or plotting his next great scheme.

Born on October 1, 1990, in Bryn Mawr, Robby was the beloved son of Debbie Battista and Gene Archambault. He is survived by a big, lively, and slightly chaotic family who adored him — his parents Debbie and Gene (Veronica), his siblings Danielle Cerbara (Vinny), Lexi Battista (Joe), Marley Battista (Jordan), Brianna Battista (Jake), Vincent Pantalone (Kayla), Victoria Lorello (Mike), and Dominic Pantalone (Megan). He also leaves behind his partner-in-crime and girlfriend of five years, Abriana Nolan, as well as his treasured nieces Vera, Hazel, and Camille Cerbara, and his grandparents, Anthony and Alice Varallo. And of course, a whole battalion of loving aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends who may never fully recover from the loss of his unforgettable presence.

He was greeted on the other side by his grandparents, Eugene and Kathleen Archambault, his Uncle Dan Logue, and his cousin JC Flynn — no doubt with a scratch-off ticket and a sarcastic grin.

Robby proudly carried on the family trade as a member of the Local 5 Elevator Union, following in the footsteps of his father and grandfather. He was a Member of the International Union of Elevator Constructors. He played hockey with grit and heart from age 10 all the way through college at Kutztown University — though his real passion might have been sneaking frosting straight from the tub or putting ketchup on things that definitely didn’t need it.

Known for his loyalty and ridiculously big heart, Robby showed up. Every time. No questions asked. If you needed a hand, a laugh, or someone to bet on the Eagles with, he was your guy. He had a way of making people feel like family — even if you only met him once.

A private service to celebrate Robby’s life will be held in Phoenixville. 

In lieu of flowers, the family asks that you honor Rob in true fashion: by placing a bet on your favorite team (responsibly, of course), or eating dessert before dinner. He would’ve approved.