Thursday, August 22, 2019
This is a sad day. I met Ron at SLU. We both loved to water ski and snow ski, and as he would often say, "we both became better skiers as a result of skiing with each other". He was more than my best ski buddy, he was my best friend, and after graduation, understandably, he was my "best man" at my wedding. Later as life and distance made getting together more difficult, the times when we did meet were always memorable, we lived life "large." We took ski trips that included heli-skiing deep powder in the Canadian Rockies, and on 2 occasions, we coordinated our family ski trips to meet Ron, Marty and their father in the Alps, in Austria, at a place his father would describe as "Heaven on Earth." It was heaven, and if not, it was certainly living the good life together with our families. So why Ron had to suffer a series of medical issues to spoil what should have been his best years, I will never understand. Will I miss our adventures together? for sure. I have been missing him since he became ill and I will miss him for the rest of my life.
