Ronald Charles Wehn Jr.

Ronald Charles Wehn, Jr. was born in Coronado, CA, but considered Winchester, VA his home town. A born-again Christian, raised in a Methodist home, he attended St. Luke’s Methodist Church in Windermere, FL. A 1977 alumni graduate of John Handley High School in Winchester, VA, he enjoyed competing in cross country and track events. Ron was very proud to be born an American and of his service in the United States Air Force (February 1982 – February 1987). He received rank of Sargent, as well as Medal of Honor for Good Conduct and Ribbons for Overseas Long Tour; Longevity Service; and Training. Ron pursued his higher education through University of Phoenix, where he earned a Master of Business Administration, Technology Management, in October, 2003. He was employed by The Walt Disney Company, for over 28 years. A true country gentleman, with a warm smile and a kind, passionate, and giving heart; Ron will be missed by all fortunate enough to have known him.

Beloved Wife, Karen S. Wehn (Windermere, FL)

Daughters

Tiffany Michelle Howard (Husband Benny Howard) (Angier, NC)

Laura Rose Wehn (Valencia, CA)

Kathleen Suzanne Wehn (San Diego, CA)

Step Children

Shane Alain Boniec (Windermere, FL)

Kalain Danielle Plummer (St. Cloud, FL)

Parents

Ronald Charles Wehn, Sr. & Rosalie Dorris Wehn (Front Royal, VA)

Grandparent

Dorris Brackley (Strong, ME)

Siblings

Lorrie J. Aikens, Sister (Husband Bradley Aikens) (Hot Springs, VA)

Michael A. Wehn, Brother (Wife, Mary Ellen Wehn) (Stephens City, VA)

Grandchildren

Haley, Koby, & Aubrey Howard (Angier, NC)

Pallbearers

Bradley Aikens (Hot Springs, VA)

Jeremy Aikens (Stephenson, VA)

Neil Aikens (Winchester, VA)

Ted Bellville (Clermont, FL)

Shane Boniec (Windermere, FL)

Benny Howard (Angier, NC)

Bradley Plummer (St. Cloud, FL)

Michael Wehn (Stephens City, VA)

My beloved husband, Ron. You light up my life! We had an immediate bond, as close friends, from the first time we met over 13 years ago. You always said you loved me from the first moment you met me, and it was easy to see. You thought I was special, but in truth, you were the special one. You had more love, compassion, romance, and kindness in your little finger than most have in their whole being. Your smile and baby blue eyes are intoxicating. We were, and are most definitely, soul mates. We had the kind of love that is seldom found, and cherished forever, that “Out of the Ballpark” kind of love, passion, and respect for each other.

It is uncanny, most of the time we were thinking the same thing (and had many laughs about that). We were “Two Peas in a Pod”. We teased about who loved who more. We so much enjoyed the simple pleasures of life, being together, cuddling, passion, watching sports, date night, movies, surprise getaways, and trips to visit family. We were so excited about our new townhome and built it knowing we would have a loving and warm place for our family to visit with us. You had researched, and we had plans to travel to North Carolina to find property to build a summer home on the lake, with golf course access.

As a southern cook, you loved my cooking and loved sneaking up behind me with kisses and hugs, when I was preparing your favorites like lasagna, cheesy beef rice, cottage pie, mac n’ cheese, meatloaf, spaghetti, and chicken & rice. You really loved pizza! You could have eaten it every day! We had our favorite restaurants, both here and in New York, and always sat on the same side of the table, so we could be close to each other. I'll never forget the first meatloaf that I prepared for you. It turned out perfect, that is, until I went to transfer it to the serving platter with two spatulas and it broke in half and fell on the floor. You jumped up from the couch, picked it up off the top of my feet, and said "It's alright, Babe, it's fine, we've just showered." then you placed it on the plate and said it was delicious. It was forevermore lovingly referenced as "feet loaf". I loved how you always wanted seconds and would sneak in the kitchen to lick the spoons clean. We shared the love of sweets, ice cream, chocolate, and Popsicles (although we tried to be good). I teased you by stating, with a smile, that Popsicles weren't a food group. We always shared our treats, and I loved how you always loved feeding me when we shared.

You had such a deep love for sports, and the New England Patriots were a huge part of you. We loved snuggling with our Patriot blanket and watching the games, even thou I had to teach you to love them even when they were losing. Golfing was a passion that slipped away with your illness, but we had plans to get out on the golf course once you had your strength back. You bought me clubs, so you could teach me to play. You were so happy and excited when you opened the Christmas box with your Big Big Bertha fairway and driver clubs. What followed later is priceless. You were so adorable. I watched from the kitchen later as you proudly took a first swing, and promptly used one of the glass ornaments on our Christmas tree as a golf ball, shattering it all over the room. I laughed as I looked over at you and asked with a grin, "Hun...did we underestimate the length of the golf club?"

You are and always will be the love of my life, my Prince Charming. You loved your children, step children, grandchildren, and family with such passion. Shane and Kalain loved you dearly, and loved you even deeper, because you made me so incredibly happy. I loved showing you how important you were and spoiling you. You would smile at me, hug and kiss me, and proclaim, “You are Awesome!” Although you didn’t like heights, after dinner at our favorite New York Italian restaurant (Tony’s Di Napoli), you took me to the top of the Empire State building, so we could experience the view together (like Sleepless In Seattle), it was so romantic. . . . then strolled, hand in hand, to Grand Central Station to find the Magnolia Bakery to get sweets.

We loved watching movies and Sweet Home Alabama was one of our favorites. We exemplified the favorite line of that movie . . . “Why you wanna marry me, anyway?” . . . “So I can kiss you any time I want!”

My heart truly does have a huge hole in it; I don't know how to go on without your deep love and gentle touch. It was amazing how strangers would see us and say they wanted to be like us. We were referenced as a true love story. The love for each other was, and will continue to be so powerful. I love you, Hunny. Your biggest fear was leaving me, and I'll never understand why God called you home, but I will continue to love you for the rest of my life, and talk to you daily. I love you more than life, and I'll be here with you every day. Until we are together again in Heaven, practice that golf swing, have those long runs that you haven't had recently, and please watch over me and let me feel your presence, because I need you.

You had many sweet names for me, Sug, Butterbutt, Babe, Baby, Babydoll, but the one that made you smile the most, and the one you were most proud of, was when you would proclaim "This is my wife, Karen.” You treasured your wedding ring and would only part with it momentarily on Saturday mornings for me to clean and polish it with mine.

Thank you for loving me, Hunny. I'm a better person, and my life is incredibly blessed for having you as my husband. Although I know you are always here with me, I am devastated and miss you terribly.

So as we did so many times a day, as we woke, and before we slept....I'm just going to say.....

Sweet dreams, Hunny.....I love you soooooo much. Your wife, true love, and best friend.

Karen (Babe/Sug)

Words alone cannot fully describe who Ronnie was to me and my family. Ronnie was a one of a kind brother and uncle who cared from the depths of his heart for his family and friends. He sacrificed with every part of his being for others in so many ways. My heart aches to know that Ronnie isn’t a phone call away. It hurts to know that our time together here was so short. I shall always treasure his strong hugs and his words on our last visit, “I love ya, sis. Thanks for everything you’ve done. You have always been there for me.” We always had a sense of knowing about each other even though many miles separated us for a time. Only 17 months separated us making us kindred spirits for life.

Though my heart aches, it rejoices in knowing that God called my beautiful brother home to be among those who welcome us all someday when it is our turn to enter our home in glory. It soothes my soul to know that Ronnie has found rest and total healing from an ailing body. It makes my heart sing to know that blessed peace is his as he dances the streets of gold. The greatest gift Ronnie leaves with me and my family is his love that continues to shine with every memory. Rest in peace, my dear brother, until we meet again. I love you!

Lorrie

Lightning: is the occurrence of a natural electrical discharge of very short duration and high voltage between a cloud and the ground, accompanied by a bright flash and typically also thunder.

Ron came into our lives like lightning. He struck our hearts hard and strong, left a beautiful picture in our minds of memories but then vanished from us.

He had a beautiful soul and was full of so much love. He was a strong, and gentle man, full of energy with a powerful joy that lit up with his magnetic smile.

When my Mom and Ron met there was an electrical charge between them that I can only compare to lightning. Their love was so powerful that it lit up the lives of all who encountered it.

I wish he could have stayed longer. But just as lightning, he slipped away from us, leaving us with thunder, but his incandescent flash will stay in our hearts forever.

I love you Ron. Thank you for sharing everything you had to give with us.

Kalain

Karen, it is with great emotion that I write to you. When I joined Disney in 1990 Ron was already here working. We met shortly thereafter and when I became manager for the Vista-United team in Anaheim, we held the same positions.

The west coast team was very close knit and interacted often. That’s when we shared our enjoyment of golf and joined the Mickey Mouse Golf Club and played on the same foursome for years. We shared a lot on and off the course. Guys don’t generally talk about “feelings” or personal stuff.

I still recall the day when we were driving back from San Diego after a Telecom event and he confided in my that he was leaving Vista to take a job at Corporate. I totally encouraged that move as it was a great opportunity. Then when there was a position at Corporate, job sited in Anaheim, he reached out to me. I applied and got the position I still have. I have always been very grateful for what he did for me professionally. He gave me awesome assignments all over the country which I loved doing.

It was no surprise that he became a really happy man when he moved to Florida. And you’re the reason why. He was so humble, but I could see in his eyes, life was wonderful there with you.

So it’s with a very heavy heart that I resume my daily activities. I’ve lost a wonderful friend and I will truly miss him. As a Christian man, I know I will see him in Glory, maybe we can play 18 holes there and laugh like we used to.

Thank you for your note.

From a friend. Neal