From Justin Bonar

In my memories of Ron, over the 35 years since Chris and I were young boys at Camp Ahmek, through our high school years and into our adulthood, at your dinner table, skiing, and at weddings, I remember Ron simply as gregarious and smiling, and, clearly, a hard working provider. I also remember him being “cool”, into jazz and other genres of music, driving his sports cars, and being stylish. To me, he was a curious and welcome contrast to my frequent experience of other parents and adults who seemed overly-formal and distant. As I write this, I shed tears for a family that I have known for so long, often at too great a distance, but yet somehow so bonded to me across multiple generations.