Tuesday, February 7, 2023
I know it's been a lifetime ago, many years have gone by, Ron MacQuarrie was a special man who in 1972 saved my mother and myself Daryl Fournier from being homeless when my mum Lise moved to Saint John from Montreal. Ron or as I used to call him as a young child was "Daddy Ron" to me, even though I was not his kid Ron treated me as one of the boys, John or "John-John was closest to my age and I was the pesky little bugger always wanting to follow John all over Island view Heights. Andrew was the oldest and big brother to me and I wanted to be cool like him.Birthdays, Christmas, Summer time when school was over Ron never made Mum and myself feel any different from the family. Ron had a big heart and never left myself without, or my Mum who was a granny to John and Andrew.
I will always remember Daddy Ron as a very great man, kind and caring, men like him were cut from a different cloth.
I remember Ron for always being proud of his sons, his constant whistling, his love back in the day for a good steak supper, reading a book, showing me as a little boy how a man shaved.
Andrew and John were his life as I remember, and as his tribute above with the boys he was proud to be a hockey dad and started them out young.I remember many rainy days in the big basement trying to keep up with John with hockey sticks.
Those were many years ago buy are a treasure chest of good times I was able to have as a young boy all because of a kind man who helped strangers in need, and for that I will always be very grateful.
Andrew, John just want you to always know both of you were like my big brothers, your Dad always had your backs, and I know you both had his.
Much love and respect from Mum and myself.
Rest well Daddy Ron.
