I remember, visiting you in your apartment.
by Derek Germain
You would always call me Larry.
and there was your friend Gary who sat on the couch, he never stopped laughing...
You were so schizophrenic, always hearing things.
like crazy Koreans, or tellephone rings.
You believed in God, the creator of heaven and earth.
But you would never stop drinking, or smoking cigarette's.
Unfortunately, you died, of cancer.
We all miss you, Larry, Gary and I.
See you in Heaven Uncle Ron, Goodbye...