A Montana Reject and Proud Raving Lunatic
A Montana Reject and Proud Raving Lunatic
A friend died today ... a dear friend. Ron and I go wayyyyyy back. I met him within months of being discharged, and he and I both worked for the same company. He (like I) was newly married, and both of us were entirely full of ourselves.
Youth is such a marvelous thing isn't it? Marvelous in that in youth, one feels invincible. The mere thought of being mortal and fragile is not something one can comprehend at 21. We conducted ourselves according to our invincibility, our im-mortality, and our im-maturity. Life was good.
When young, alcohol played a big part in the establishment of my place in the pecking order. It also played a large part in Rons life. As I aged, I discovered after numerous errors, that I was beyond squirrelly while sober, and absolutely a maniac when drinking. I consequently decided one day that alcohol would no longer play a role in my life, and I quit drinking almost overnight. Ron did not, but it did not matter. He and I were friends, and he laughed at me drunk, and he continued to enjoy my particular humor and personality when I was sober. I always enjoyed Ron's company, his zest for life was never impaired when he was drinking. He was intelligent, a great conversationalist, a loyal friend, and an honorable man.
I will miss him. Most of all, I will miss the notion that somewhere in this world Ron is walking around spouting his particular brand of bullshit and then smiling at you in that crooked way he had which told you he didn't mind that you knew it was crap. He intended for most of what he did to shock you ... that was Ron's schtick .... he wanted you to be as amazed by living as he was.
Go with the wind my friend. I know you will always have a cold one in your right hand, a smoke hanging out of one side of your mouth, and a joke spewing from your lips. I also know that the spirit which you denied while alive, now enjoys your company. God needed a good laugh in these trying times, and that is why you were taken now. Go with the wind, Ron Beeler ... and goodbye dear friend.
A friend died today ... a dear friend. Ron and I go wayyyyyy back. I met him within months of being discharged, and he and I both worked for the same company. He (like I) was newly married, and both of us were entirely full of ourselves.
Youth is such a marvelous thing isn't it? Marvelous in that in youth, one feels invincible. The mere thought of being mortal and fragile is not something one can comprehend at 21. We conducted ourselves according to our invincibility, our im-mortality, and our im-maturity. Life was good.
When young, alcohol played a big part in the establishment of my place in the pecking order. It also played a large part in Rons life. As I aged, I discovered after numerous errors, that I was beyond squirrelly while sober, and absolutely a maniac when drinking. I consequently decided one day that alcohol would no longer play a role in my life, and I quit drinking almost overnight. Ron did not, but it did not matter. He and I were friends, and he laughed at me drunk, and he continued to enjoy my particular humor and personality when I was sober. I always enjoyed Ron's company, his zest for life was never impaired when he was drinking. He was intelligent, a great conversationalist, a loyal friend, and an honorable man.
I will miss him. Most of all, I will miss the notion that somewhere in this world Ron is walking around spouting his particular brand of bullshit and then smiling at you in that crooked way he had which told you he didn't mind that you knew it was crap. He intended for most of what he did to shock you ... that was Ron's schtick .... he wanted you to be as amazed by living as he was.
Go with the wind my friend. I know you will always have a cold one in your right hand, a smoke hanging out of one side of your mouth, and a joke spewing from your lips. I also know that the spirit which you denied while alive, now enjoys your company. God needed a good laugh in these trying times, and that is why you were taken now. Go with the wind, Ron Beeler ... and goodbye dear friend.
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