A Spectator Unto Yourself

In Honor of My Good Friend Ronnie

When it rains, it pours.

Just two weeks ago at my father-in-law’s funeral service I was speaking with my good friend Ronnie. He looked fine and was in great spirits.

Ronnie had heard about our loss through a mutual friend and telephoned us immediately. One of the first things he said to me was, “How can I help?”

That was Ronnie, always wondering what he could do to help others out.

Ronnie was one of my first really good childhood friends. We did a lot together and had some great experiences. The kind of experiences that can never be fully understood except by those who you share them with.

You know there’s something magical about childhood friendships. Maybe it’s the innocence, the fresh perspective or the freedom of youth. I’m not sure, but I can say with certainty that these relationships are very special and will last forever.

To my recollection Ronnie never had a bad thing to say about anyone. Regarding me, he always did whatever he could to support and stand by me, even in difficult times.

Ron was a solid family man. I have met his son and daughter, both college age and can attest that both he and his lovely wife did an excellent job raising them. They are both very well-rounded and likable kids.

Ron was also about the hardest worker that I’ve ever met. He owned several successful businesses and was very passionate about all of them. He devoted himself completely to their actualization and success.

Although over the years we had lost touch with each other, my good friend was never very far from my thoughts. You see, we live over a thousand miles away from each other. Yet in spite of this great distance, we had recently begun to reignite our friendship. The kids are all grown up now, and we were looking forward to and excited about the future and getting to spend more time together.

Unfortunately, the future can never be accurately predicted.

Ronnie became very ill on a Sunday night and had a massive heart attack and died that Monday morning.

To my good friend Ron, rest in peace.

I’ll miss you deeply and if possible will see you again someday.

But I hope not too soon. So please be patient.

In the meantime you will always be in my thoughts and I will always consider you to be my good friend.

To good friends,
Tony D’Agostino

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