I grew up just down the street from Ron, and to this date, I think “I hope I’m the kind of neighbor he was to me” some day. I rode my bike all over the neighborhood as a kid and seemed to always find my way into Ron’s garage while he worked on his various wood projects. Looking back now, I’m sure I was annoying at times but I always felt welcome! He called me Nickelodeon. I moved out of the neighborhood 15 years ago and hadn’t seen Ron much in that time, but did see him and the family at Bloomers a few months ago, and now I’m really thankful that I got to say hello. Now that I’m grown and have a son and a house, I love when the neighbor kids stop by to play while I’m doing something outside or in the garage. It’s the “Ron Way.”
Nick Brincks
I grew up just down the street from Ron, and to this date, I think “I hope I’m the kind of neighbor he was to me” some day. I rode my bike all over the neighborhood as a kid and seemed to always find my way into Ron’s garage while he worked on his various wood projects. Looking back now, I’m sure I was annoying at times but I always felt welcome! He called me Nickelodeon. I moved out of the neighborhood 15 years ago and hadn’t seen Ron much in that time, but did see him and the family at Bloomers a few months ago, and now I’m really thankful that I got to say hello. Now that I’m grown and have a son and a house, I love when the neighbor kids stop by to play while I’m doing something outside or in the garage. It’s the “Ron Way.”
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