I knew Ron as one of Tim’s best friends. Gary, Ron and Tim just always seemed to be together. Our house in Niagara-on-the-Lake (like most) never had a locked door. With 8 kids in our family both front and back doors were like revolving doors so friends just pranced inlike the rest of us. I remember Ron arriving late one summer day on his motorcycle, upon returning to town from one of his short loner camping trips. I greeted him in the driveway, but he just jumped off his bike, ran past me and into the house saying “Get outta the way, I haven’t shit in 4 days!” It was classic Ron. I laughed so hard. 
I have hundreds of memories of him. All good. All heart warming. All make me smile. He was so unique, always happy, always smiling - in spite of the pain we knew he had. He made me and all around him smile. He will be missed.