Matthew Michael Kloos, 46, of New Market Township, passed away unexpectedly on June 9, 2026. Born on April 13, 1980, Matt lived a life rooted in faith, family, hard work, humility, and a genuine love for others.

Matt was the beloved husband of Kristy and proud father of Charlotte (12), Jackson (10), and Mason (8). While he loved fishing, hunting, and the outdoors, nothing in this world meant more to him than his family. He was the kind of husband and daddy who made sure everyone else was taken care of before himself. Whether it was a late night run for our favorite ice cream, or a craving for gummy bears, he never said no. His love was found in the little things—the things he did without being asked and without ever expecting recognition.

Growing up, Matt and his sister, Becky shared so many sibling memories, from fighting non-stop to most famously the time Matt punched a hole in her bedroom door and then covered it with a poster so Dad didn't find out. They also enjoyed spending their week with Grandpa and Grandma at the farm in Canby each summer, most notably washing the rocks by hand from a five gallon pail while Grandpa left for the casino.

Matt and Kristy shared a love story filled with laughter, adventure, and unwavering devotion. It was only fitting that Matt proposed while they were fishing together. As Kristy was slaying crappies, she turned around to ask why his line wasn't in the water, only to find Matt down on one knee holding a ring. Together they built a beautiful life centered around faith, family, and love. Matt worked tirelessly to provide opportunities for his family and took great pride in building their dream home on a beautiful piece of property they loved. He supported Kristy's dream of becoming a nurse and spent years lovingly tolerating her animal obsession, often pretending to object whenever another animal appeared, only to eventually embrace it as part of the family. While goats and chickens may not have been his idea, he loved seeing the joy they brought to her, frequently asking " I've been looking all over for you, let me guess, you were sitting with your goats?"

While Matt's perfect vacation involved a fishing rod and a quiet lake, he lovingly embraced Kristy's love of the ocean and family adventures beyond his favorite fishing destinations. He would have happily spent every vacation at Lake Kabetogama or in Canada, yet he gladly traded fishing boats for beaches sometimes,  because it made his family happy. Matt and Kristy were looking forward to celebrating their 15th wedding anniversary with the kids on a trip to Ireland, a place they had wanted to go since they first met.

An avid fisherman, Matt felt most at home on the water. Some of his happiest memories were made at Lake Kabetogama, where family vacations became treasured traditions. He looked forward to annual fishing trips spent alongside his dad, uncles, cousins, and close friends, creating memories and stories that would be retold for years to come. He treasured every opportunity to fish with his boys and was excited for the day Jackson would be old enough to join the school fishing team. He also loved hunting and spending time outdoors, always looking forward to his hunting weekends at the farm.

Matt shared a special bond with his father, Greg. He had immense respect and admiration for him and would do anything asked of him without hesitation. The lessons he learned from his father shaped the man he became, and Matt often shared with Kristy that his Dad was the best person he'd ever known (despite the daily summer chore list that needed to be done before they did anything else).

Matt's mom, Deb, always made sure the holidays were memorable. One of their long-running family jokes involved Matt receiving sewing patterns wrapped up as gifts for Christmas that she hadn't gotten around to making yet. Every single year, Matt would remind everyone that he was still waiting to receive those items. It was the kind of light-hearted memory that never failed to make him laugh.

Nothing made Matt prouder than his children. He was Charlotte's biggest fan, cheering her on through every softball game and challenge she faced. He loved engaging in friendly cooking competitions with her, while the rest of the family served as judges to determine who had created the better meal. He never imagined becoming a soccer dad, but because Jackson loved soccer, Matt quickly grew to love it too. He dreamed of the day Jackson would become a professional walleye angler and often joked about retiring to fish full time while traveling the country to watch his son's tournaments. One of his favorite ongoing battles involved Jackson's determination to have bigger muscles than his dad. More than once, Matt found cotton swabs on his nightstand accompanied by notes from Jackson suggesting he use them as weights so he could catch up. Matt loved those notes and the laughter they brought. He also proudly encouraged Mason's dream of one day playing for the Savannah Bananas, surprising him with banana ball tickets and a Bananas bat for his birthday this year.

Matt often told Charlotte that she could achieve any softball goal she had, including someday playing professionally. When that happened, he said he would retire, fish every day, and travel the country to wherever his children were competing so he would never miss a game, tournament, or event.

Matt had a rare gift for making people feel welcome. He never met a stranger for long and seemed to become fast friends with everyone he encountered. Whether it was a coworker, neighbor, another parent at a ball field, or someone he met on a fishing trip, Matt's kindness and genuine interest in others left a lasting impression.

Some of his longest and most treasured friendships began in childhood. Stories of the adventures—and occasional trouble—he got into with Heieren during his younger years, and then Uecker and his college buddies as he got older now provide an unending source of laughter, and memories to be shared. He valued friendship deeply and had a way of making everyone feel like they belonged.

He never hesitated to help a friend, assist a neighbor, or lend a hand to someone in need. He was a beloved coworker, a loyal friend, and a man whose presence made every room feel warmer. Anyone who knew Matt also knew he could easily lose track of time wandering the aisles of Scheels, dreaming about the next fishing trip, outdoor adventure, or piece of gear he absolutely (didn't) need.

Despite all he accomplished, Matt remained remarkably humble. He never sought praise, attention, or recognition. He simply did what needed to be done because he cared. He measured success not by personal achievements but by the happiness and well-being of the people he loved.

Matt's faith in Jesus was woven into every aspect of his life. He loved his Savior and sought to emulate Him through his actions. His kindness, humility, generosity, compassion, and servant's heart reflected the faith he held so dearly. He didn't just talk about his faith—he lived it.

Anyone who knew Matt also knew his collection of memorable "Matt-isms." Whether he was declaring that "dancing is for the birds" or "who ruins a sausage McMuffin with an egg!?"

Preceded in death by grandparents Audrey and Lawrence Kloos, and LaVerna and Alvin Knutson, Aunt Andrea Dietz, Uncle Don Knutson, and beloved cousin and friend Tyler Kloos.

Matt is survived by his loving wife, Kristy; his children, Charlotte, Jackson, and Mason; his parents, Greg and Deb Kloos; his sister, Becky (Mike); his brother-in-law, Justin (Nikki); sisters-in-law Caitlyn (Jake), Amanda, Alexis (Austin), and Hannah; his mother-in-law, Lori and mother-in-law, Darcy; his father-in-law, Mike; and his cherished nieces and nephews Kylie, Breanna, Layla, Brooklyn, Lainey, Harvey, Maverick, Brooks, and Alden, all of whom held a special place in his heart. He also leaves behind many loving aunts and uncles, cousins, Grandma Ann, countless friends, coworkers, neighbors, fishing and hunting buddies, and loved ones who will miss him dearly.

Matt lived his life fully. He loved deeply, worked tirelessly, laughed often, served others humbly, and built a life centered around the people he loved most. Though his time here was far too short, his legacy lives on through his three beautiful children. In Charlotte's determination, Jackson's adventurous spirit, and Mason's big dreams, pieces of their dad will always remain. His love, values, faith, humor, and generous heart are woven into who they are and who they will become.

His absence leaves a void that can never be filled, but the love he gave so freely remains. The world feels a little dimmer without Matt in it, but those who knew and loved him are better because he was here. Matt will be missed beyond words, loved beyond measure, and remembered forever.

Funeral service Wednesday, June 17th at 2 PM with visitation beginning at noon. Farmington Lutheran Church 20600 Akin Rd. Farmington, MN. Please come as you are, or wear your favorite fishing or hunting shirt. In lieu of flowers, donations to the GoFundMe page are preferred. Any donations received will be used toward the care of Matt's children.