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It was 2:16
one bright and
beautiful afternoon:
And then:
A drunk driver swerved across the median on a major
highway crashed into my car
and took my life!
As told by sister, Betty Quast
It was just one year ago that I
retired from my rewarding career as a Police officer.
So now was the time "my time" to do all
those wonderful things that we so often put off until
"retirement." Left behind were all the memories
from a very fulfilling career that had often led me
to meet many special people and go to special places.
I truly loved my life and tried
to cram every possible joy into each and every day.
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I had my family who I loved very much,
we planned to share my retirement days together, and then…
there were those many special friends to visit too. Every
single day was supposed to be a really good one. I had so
much love to give away, so much to share. My family and friends
often told me "I was a loving and caring man and so much
fun to be with." These words always made me smile both
inside and out. BUT THEN.. that all changed when a drunk driver
took my life and brought so much devastation and pain to those
close to me.
I kept myself in very good shape by participating
in a variety of sports and competitive workouts. Being athletic,
I managed to do (power lifting) regularly. I always loved
it when my niece would tell people "My Uncle Ron is the
strongest man in the world" Called it my warm fuzzy feeling.
At this time in my life, I planned to put
those finishing touches on my "street rods." For
many years I loved tinkering, working on and showing them.
I loved watching the enchanted faces of those who shared my
love of these "cool cars." My heart aches now for
a broken promise I made to my nephew, we were to go for a
ride together in his favorite "street-rod." We both
lost that opportunity, when a drunk driver took it away from
us!
One of my personal passions was to promote
healing and training for anyone in need. I found my niche
caring about the many that were subjected to violence and
personal abuse. Throughout the years I continuously developed
my "life saving skills" and was dedicated to saving
lives in emergency situations whenever I could. Do you find
it ironic, now that I was free to enjoy my life to the very
fullest, that all these skills in the hands of others couldn't
save my life?
My life ended from the "BLUNT FORCE INJURIES" received..
when a drunk driver crashed unexpectedly into my car….
Because you are still
alive… You still have the choice to NOT Drink and Drive!!!
"Be Responsible"
The life you save just may be your own or someone you truly
love…
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