Thursday, December 31, 2020
Remembering Uncle Ronnie always wearing his neatly pressed white tee shirts. He worked for the state roads back in the day when we were little growing up. One of my dearest memories is when school would be closed due to the snow. He would already be out plowing the snow when my mom dropped us off on her way to work.
Sometimes we would get there wee hours in the morning before you left, Aunt Bunny would be packing your lunch and filling that old green thermos with hot coffee. We would all chat around the kitchen table, us kids would be so happy.
We would always be there to see you in the evenings. Five little ones running around the house, there would be your two little ones Ronda, Leanna, and your wife's sister, Margaret's three kids. What a house full. Missing those good old days! Uncle Ronnie, Fly high into the Heavens, and receive your Angels Wings! Praying for comfort for your heavy hearts Aunt Bunny, Ronda, Leanna and extended family.
With all my love,
Tracy Schimone Samples, Zach Samples, and Gary Blake
