Ronnie was a happy baby and grew up to be a fine teeneager always looking for fun and excitement.  He loved his cars (Hot Wheels, Models & Remote Controlled) and had a passion for airplanes.  He would take his cars apart and other toys to rebuild them into more fascinating electronic items.  He also loved gardening and took great care of his plants and flowers.  His last summer alive he grew tomatoes, kale greens, strawberries and onions along with blooming flowers.  Ronnie loved sports and won several trophies for baseball and basketball.  He loved to draw cars and design athletic shoes and clothing.  He was fascinated with politics at a very young age.  He also loved riding his bike, practicing stunts that he learned from his uncles Trevar and Timothy.

When Ronnie was a toddler his favorite song was "Brick House" A song from the 70's (The Commodores).  When he was around eight years old, he wanted to know what the song meant by calling a woman a Brick House "a very curvacious woman".  When he found out, he was tickled.   Whenever he was aksed his age as a toddler, he always answered with the age of 17 years old.  He always wanted to be a big boy.  

I will end this with a poem that always helped keep my spirits up as a teenager, but I never got the chance to share it with my son.

 Keep Going
There's no skill in easy sailing, when the skies are clear and blue
There's no joy in merely doing things that anyone can do
But there is great satifaction, that is mighty sweet to take
When you reach that destination that you thought you could't make.

(Author unknown)