Uncle Ron, whenever our families gathered together; usually at Gramma & Grampa's Home in Stratford, on a Sunday afternoon, you always had cheerful words to say to us "kids" as you roughed us up in headlocks and beaners on top of our heads. Over the years, whenever we met, you had big smiles and nice things to say.....Always!!
I saw yesterday, at your Memorial gathering, the highest caliber of family you leave in your wake. Truly the measure of a good life lived, is in the eyes of family you leave behind.
Your work is done here, it is time to move on
Rest well my friend,.......till we meet again.
