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Monday, January 29, 2024
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Joseph Sampson posted a condolence
Saturday, January 27, 2024
"His merry heart did him good, like a medicine!" He was a medicine to us all. His kind loving soul touched anyone who knew him. I will miss his genuine hellos and infectious joy. We mourn the loss of a good man but rejoice at his reunion with our Lord and Saviour. Well done, good and faithful servant!
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Heidi Burroughs posted a condolence
Wednesday, January 24, 2024
I first met Ronnie when I was in college in 1988-1992. I worked in his house. He surprised me what he could do and his genuine happiness. No matter what life brought him he enjoyed himself in the moment and made sure others were too. I remember how he’d make me laugh talking as we walked the block of his house. A few years later I got to marry into the family and had the privilege to be related to Ronnie.
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Stephen Carpenter posted a condolence
Wednesday, January 24, 2024
He possessed a gentle and kind spirit. The purity of how he lived each day was a blinding light for the rest of us.
Somehow, he was unencumbered which for most of us is a dream too far to be grasped.
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Patrick Sampson posted a condolence
Tuesday, January 23, 2024
Ronnie
A true story:
I had returned to Dryden after at least a decade to attend Grandma’s funeral. In the church, I walked up to Ronnie and said, "Hello Ronnie." He immediately responded with absolute clarity, "Hello Pat." It wasn't Joe or Jake or David, which many people would have mistaken over the phone. It was "Hello Pat." It felt like he had just talked to me the day before. "Hello Pat" echoed through the vaulted ceiling and through my soul. As often is the case, a divine awakening in God’s sacred sanctuary had occurred. "Hello Pat." Ronnie’s vision of God’s plan was so much more insightful than my own. None of us would be here today as we are if Ronnie was not exactly the way God intended. "Hello Pat." Ronnie has completed his mission and is now rejoined with his mother. Arms interlocked, walking towards their maker… eyes wide open.
"Farewell Ronnie."
I wrote the below poem in honor of my Uncle Ronnie.
A Glorious Reunion
My beloved uncle. My soul weeps.
An extension of Grandma's arm is where he keeps.
Cowboy wallpaper on his childhood wall, a queen-sized bed, my resting stall.
His eyes had no sight, but he was far from being blind. Other senses capture and define.
Same world, just interpreted differently. His sight may be dim, yet his spirit's affinity.
Anyone who spent time with him knows. He was exactly the way God intended. Every Sunday regardless of snow. Divine Dwelling he always attended.
I'm so grateful for having had Ronnie as my uncle. I'm a better person, teacher, and hopefully a better nephew.
Life lessons I've learned from knowing Ronnie, are forever engraved in my soul. Now that I'm an uncle, I follow his example, and continue that role.
I weep with joy. Knowing that Grandma is anxiously… waiting… with open arms… for her son… Ronnie.
A glorious reunion.
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Tuesday, January 23, 2024
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