Obituary of Ronald Hannon

Ronald J. Hannon, a resident of Tewksbury for 17 years, passed away unexpectedly on Wednesday, March 17, 2010. He was 52 years old. Ronnie was born in Lawrence. He was raised and educated in Burlington and was a 1976 graduate of Burlington High School. Ronnie was one of nine children born to the late Francis and Florence Hannon. He worked in the construction and demolition industry. Ronnie loved the outdoors. He enjoyed camping in the mountains and going to the beach most especially Old Orchard Beach. He enjoyed spending time with his two sons Sean and Ryan. Ronnie was the beloved companion of Gleora “Happy” Atkinson of Tewksbury. He was the loving father of Sean and Ryan Hannon of Tewksbury. Brother of Margaret Hannon-Rizza, Charles, William, John, Thomas all of Billerica, Patricia Griffin & Theresa Hannon both of Burlington, and the late Stephen Hannon. Also survived by many nieces and nephews. Funeral from the Edward V. Sullivan Funeral Home, 43 Winn St., BURLINGTON (Exit 34 off Rt. 128, Woburn side) on Monday, March 22 at 10 a.m. Followed by a Mass of Christian Burial in St. Margaret’s Church, 111 Winn St., Burlington at 11 a.m.. Visiting hours Sunday 3-6 p.m. Interment in Chestnut Hill Cemetery, Burlington. Words of Remembrance spoken at funeral My Uncle Ronnie loved his family, especially his sons. Sean said that he could always count on his dad to be behind the back stop at all of his baseball games when he was pitching, arguing every call with the umpires, ump would say it was a strike he would be back there screaming what are you crazy that was a ball. Ronnie was considered the neighborhood father to Sean and Ryan’s friends, sitting in front of a huge bonfire telling them stories. Ronnie loved his dog Lucky, you could always see him walking lucky around. Even when Ronnie was away from Lucky he was always thinking about her, even going around getting scraps of prime rib to bring back to him after a wedding. We have many stories about Uncle Ronnie from when we were growing up. Have you ever heard Ronnie’s finger story? He would always tell us that we should never pick our noses and then he would hold up his finger (which was missing the top section) and say I used to pick my nose so much that they had to cut my finger off or I picked my nose so much that my finger fell off. We later found out that he had lost it in a work related incident but we always thought that our fingers would be cut off if we ever picked our noses. One day after it snowed Uncle Ronnie was up on the shop roof helping shovel off all the snow, Sandra turned around just as Ronnie pulled out a six pack and stuck it in the snow. Sandra asked why he brought his beers up there when he could just go down stairs and get one out of the fridge, Uncle Ronnie turned to her and said “why do that when it’s so much colder up here?” Uncle Ronnie wanted to make his nieces and nephews happy no matter what. Whenever he saw you he would ask you what the one thing you really wanted was and he would say “you want it then I’m gonna get it for you.” Once Angie told him that she wanted bunk beds so Uncle Ronnie said “I’m gonna get you those bunk beds.” Every time she saw him she would remind him how much she wanted those bunk beds even thought she knew that she could never have them. But he always said “It don’t matter what mom and dad say I’m Uncle Ronnie and I’ll get you those bunk beds someday, I’m still looking for them.” Ronnie was the same way at family parties. He would come with huge bags of candy and we would all attack him until there was no candy left, so he would creep out of the party and get us more candy. Of all the things that Ronnie has done in his life, one of the funnier things would have to have been at Sandra and Scott’s wedding. The DJ had called everyone in attendance to stand at the front of the room and make an oath stating that they would help guide them through the thick and the thin. The DJ asked everyone to raise their right hand and they did, well all of them except for Uncle Ronnie, he raised his left hand. The DJ pointed this out by stating that apparently he has never been in trouble before…. As we prepared to write down all of our memories of our Husband, Father, Brother, Brother in Law, Uncle, and friend, some stated that their fondest memories of Ronnie could not be said in a church, many said that they had too many memories to choose their favorite and all said that he loved his family. As I stand here this morning I can tell you that we all loved him.