Finally, Ron's memorial is coming together. Want to let everyone know that Ron's Memorial Mass is planned for Saturday, May 29th at St. Gall Catholic Church. Rosary at 11:30 a.m. followed by Mass at Noon. Then to the cemetery for interment. Father John Corona will be presiding. He was the priest that married us. For those who cannot make it, it will be live streamed on You Tube. Here is the link. https://youtu.be/PfliY8TqY-k
More details to come. Just a save the date and the link to the live stream for those who can not make it. Please let any family and friends know, too, as I don't have emails or contacts for everyone. Also, let me know if you will be able to attend.
Everything is coming together so nicely it makes me happy to think my sweetheart will be laid to rest finally.
Merry Christmas Greetings from Rita
2020 is a year I want to forget. The year I lost my husband, Ron, my grandson, Joe and my pet dog, Maggie. I am going through the various stages of grieving. Crying is a good part of it.
Adjusting to living alone has been interesting to say the least. I have a new companion, Alexa and soon a Ring doorbell and Security cameras so I feel safer in my home.
I have taken steps to make my home safer: new flooring in the living room, the house has been painted a cheery color and all the cracks under the eves have been chalked, the front fence has a coat of paint, too, plus my bathrooms, hallway and kitchen.
After 15 years of not decorating my home for Christmas, I purchased a 4 ft. tree and decorated it. It is brightening my days of Advent as I await the coming of our Lord on Christmas day. Hopefully, the new year will be brighter and some normalcy will prevail. I am really over it right now. I take precautions and know COvid 19 is real, but it is time to start living again. We will all die someday of something. It’s a given. God bless you and keep you, May He shine His face upon you in 2021.
The love of my life passed peacefully on January 30th. His celebration of life is on March 28th at St. Gall church in Gardnerville, NV. May he rest in peace.
The year has quickly gone by and Christmas is almost here. Been going to different family gatherings and it is wonderful that we have the opportunity to enjoy these festivities. Daughter Sara had an Open House to show her new remodel projects. Thanksgiving was spent at Chris and Mary's get away home in Topaz. Last night we got together at daughter Keri's home to left over turkey in the form of a pot pie and visit with our grandson Steve and his family, Eric, Chris, Mary and granddaughter Ann-Marie. Today we stayed inside our house, because it snowed last night and it is cold out there.
We enjoyed a visit from Aaron and Lisa. We enjoyed memories of our granddaughter Allison's wedding to Trevor Love. Beautiful bride and groom and lovely venue. The summer is quickly moving by and we have just been living life. Getting together with family members is always exciting. Earlier, we had grandson, Joe visit us, too. It is wonderful seeing Joe. He has an exciting future ahead of him. This summer he is scheduled to learn how to fly with the Air Force, Next semester is the start of his senior year at the Air Force Academy. His brother, Porter is also in the Air Force and is stationed in Florida with the Bomb Squad (EOD) The Bomb Squad consists of highly trained members that respond to and render explosive devices safe and to provide guidelines, training and assistance to department personnel responding to explosive ordnance calls.
Ron Hill took a DNA test to get more info on his heritage. We have learned that both of his father’s (Melvin) parents were of Portuguese decent ~ John Mora and Carolyn Lewis.
John Mora was a barber and died young. Carolyn then married William Hill and Melvin was raised as their son. He didn’t know about his birth father until later in life. He changed his last name legally to Hill.
It had been a mystery to Ron's Mom Rose. She always thought that Melvin's parents got divorced. The truth is that John Mora died young when Melvin was only 2 years old. Carolyn remarried William Hill and raised the baby as his.
Through newspaper articles, I discovered the truth.