Birth date: Jun 27, 1937 Death date: Aug 10, 2008
Ronald Anthony Adenau died on August 10, 2008 at his home in St. Helens, Oregon at the age of 71. He was born in Chicago, Illinois at Cook County Hospital on June 27, 1937 to Francis & Marie Dawson Adenau. When he was 17 he joine Read Obituary
I will Miss the wonderful e-mails i would get every day, You were able to lift my spirits with your funny e-mails when i was dealing with the cancer and also when i had the knee replacement's. You are so missed and loved by all of us,God Bless You and Your family.##imported-begin##Diana and Paul Mason##imported-end##
From the moment we met Ron and Jean, we knew we had made a connection with relatives we called close family. We looked forward to our trips to see them. Bill always enjoyed spending time with Ron in his shop, working on projects. We will miss Ron's humor and the twinkle in his eyes, but we will always cherish memories of him in our hearts.##imported-begin##William & Judy Dawson##imported-end##
Our friendship,love and prayers are with you at this difficult time##imported-begin##Carol /David Young##imported-end##
I am so sorry for your family's loss.##imported-begin##Sara Remmers##imported-end##
Dear Ones , please know that we share your loss. We will miss Ron & all his jokes. We will miss his almost daily e-mails. I Will miss the Beautiful & sometimes funny birthday cards that Ron made for me every year. God Bless each of you. We all know that we will see Ron again one day. I hope that the Angel's checked behind the doors before they went through after Ron arrived in Heaven!!! I know that there had to be a lot of laughs when he got there!! It is such a comfort to know that Ron has now looked on the wonderful face of Jesus!! Love love you all. Ed and Lu##imported-begin##Ed & Lu Parshall##imported-end##
Sandy,
I want you to know you have been in
my thoughts & prayers.
Lossing a parent is so hard.
I miss my Mom & Dad so much.
You are missed at work like you can't believe.
Love,
Mary##imported-begin##mary williams##imported-end##
We always enjoyed our visits. You and Ron were both so welcoming. We admired you both for your courage in face of overwhelming problems that you had no control over.##imported-begin##Jim & Diane Leichtnam##imported-end##
To my brother who cried for the little baby duck instead of the little chick. May God give you your hears desire. Love Sonny##imported-begin##Francis Adenau##imported-end##
Ron, you adopted me into your family with open arms 22 years ago when your daughter Karen become my very best cherished friend.
You were always there for me. Pointing that darn finger at me when I messed up!! Did I ever say thank you for fixing my red coffee pot??? Thank you. Working beside you in your shop to fix that old thing was the highlight of my day. You treated me like one of yours from the very beginning...
I will see you again. I love you.
Susan##imported-begin##Susan Sanford##imported-end##
My Dad, My Hero
I remember when I was 6 or 7 years old. Daddy used to take us to Longâ??s store and let us spend $1.00 on whatever we wanted for our birthday. It made me feel so special to have that time with just me and my daddy. I donâ??t remember what I bought, but I do remember that the clerk gave me back too much change. It was only a couple of pennies, but Daddy made me go back into the store and return the money. He was always so honest and taught us by his example.
I remember going to my Dad when I found out I was pregnant at 15. He was so calm and caring. That was just his demeanor, nothing really shook him up.
Twenty or more years ago I went to my Dad, hurting from a bad break up. I remember him telling me, â??I can fix almost anything which he could, except a broken heart. I wish I could just fix it for you.â?
We grew up in a house where there was never any fighting. We always sat together as a family at the kitchen table for dinner and prayed before our meal. Not many families are like this anymore.
I went with my dad to his last couple of doctors appointments. Here we were, discussing his symptoms of which he never complained. I am sitting there, devastated and praying that the doctor wonâ??t deliver any more bad news such as how long he had to live and there is my dad, who isnâ??t concerned with himself, but canâ??t wait to ask the doctor how his vacation was.
All of the receptionists and nurses at the office knew my dad and he always spoke to all of them and even teased one nurse about her hair. I donâ??t know how he was always so strong in the most difficult of circumstances. He was always thinking of others.
In his final days, he laid there in bed, and never complained. How uncomfortable he must have been. He welcomed visitors and family and was the best patient you could ever ask for.
My Dad is my hero. He was so strong, patient, and kind to everyone. I am proud to be his daughter.
Peggy##imported-begin##Peggy Kent##imported-end##
