Ronald Edward Boes' Obituary
A faint signal still seems to linger in the air, the kind that drifts long after the radio has gone quiet. It is the echo of Ron Boes, steady and unhurried, moving through each of us who shared his frequency.
Born on August 9th, 1946, Ron learned early how to tune into life’s simple tones. He served three years as an Army radio technician, trusting crisp code and clear words more than polished speech. Those years shaped a man both resilient and humble, a straight line in a world that often bends.
Home brought other rhythms. Scratch tickets slid across his palm with a flick and a grin. Evenings settled into movies and old television shows, the soft glow of the screen matching the calm he found in familiar stories.
Mealtimes with family were his quiet anchor. A cheeseburger, a cold Coca-Cola, and a cigarette marked his place at the table, proof that comfort can be found in plain things. He called himself a tough SOB, yet his honesty and resolve felt gentle to those who knew him.
Ron now joins his parents, Hank and Vera Boes, his sister Judith, and his brother Paul in rest. His nephew Brett Miller carries forward the clear-spoken spirit that was Ron’s signature.
The static has faded, the screen has dimmed, yet the memory of his steady voice stays bright. May we keep our own receivers open, listening for the quiet wisdom he left behind.
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