Tuesday, November 13, 2018
I remember being disappointed when I first met Ron, as my sister told me he was Native American. He didn’t show up in leather and feathers! Ron became a mentor to me for all things outdoors, tree identification, edible plants and eventually, hunting. He taught me to shoot a bow. As the years past, we saw less of each other, but when we did meet up, the conversation seemed to pick right up where we left off, either gardening, woodland adventures or, of course -trees. I think I’ll have to plant one more in his memory.