Ronald Wayne Campbell: February 19, 1963 - November 23, 1995

Father: Ronald Campbell

Mother: Lynda Anne  (Boshear) (Campbell) Perkins 

 

Ronnie

With the abundance of love I have from those around me, there is a place in my heart that can never be filled until I hold you again.

Love, Mom

 

Ronnie, born of circumstances beyond his control, from early adolescence strived to find an inner peace that seemed to forever be just beyond his reach.

He was of above average intelligence, and was never satisfied to just live life as it was dealt to him. His mind was always working in overtime, trying to improve on ideas, or invent a better way to do just about anything. In this way he reminded me very much of my oldest brother Walt.

Always the loner, it wasn't until just a couple of years before his death that he fell in love for the first time. Donna had two small children from a previous marriage. I had never pictured Ron as the father type, and was amazed at how quickly he was willing to accept these children as his responsibility, and with the love, tenderness, and devotion he so freely gave them.

The tragedy of his death is that after struggling for most of his life to find peace and happiness, he was taken from us just as he was beginning to find his way.

After his memorial service, my brother Jerry said something to me, that in essence summed up the sorrow of Ron's life in one sentence....

"All these years I've never been able to figure out who Ronnie favored until I walked in and saw him laying there. He looked just like Daddy."