Having known Ron’s daughter Beverly for 34 years, I encountered Bev’s Dad on occasions, especially when I made a phone call to the house to speak to her, it was always him who answered the phone like the true gentleman he was. At one point fairly recently, he took me for a tour of his garden, one summer when it looked stunning, and he was rightly proud of his beautiful hard work.  His legacy lives on in Bev, who is a keen gardener herself, and I have a piece of Ron in my own garden, the rhubarb that was so lovingly tended by them both. Ron will be greatly missed by Joan and Bev, but have left them wonderful memories xxx