My Canada will not be the same as it was so far. The first time I had the opportunity to visit Canada was in 1969, when we watched together the first human steps on the Moon, and I was only 15 years old. This was when I first met my "Canadian family" due to the tempests of the century. It was a new adventure to see a distinct world from what I knew before. Ron has greatly contributed to this experience as he wanted to show us as much as he could. He has always found a few minutes to visit the "farm" where the Hungarian family members have been accommodated with Grandma. And later, when I was in a difficult period, he and his beloved wife, Pauline, accepted to host my children and did their best to make them happy. I am most thankful for these nice days. I was lucky to have the opportunity to visit this loving couple in October 2013, the last from the "Hungarian" family to meet Ron. I can't think of a Canada without him, he was so much part of my vision and experience. I will have to work hard to accept this change. However, I am quite sure, he was only able to pass because he felt the next generation is ready to take up the thread. The next generation are we. He was trusting us. It is our task and responsibility to care for the young and the old, accomplish our life lesson. And we can make it. We have models, exemplars as Ron, who has done his duties smiling, joking and playing music, just as if it was very simple. He would not like to see us losing heart. We should draw strength from Ron's life history and attitude. We live in a much easier and richer world. We cannot fail. Just count on each other and do our best. This is his message according to my understating.
