Today, Ron would have celebrated his seventy-first birthday.
All those in the FBI and law enforcement remember when their comrades were killed in the line of duty performing their sworn commitments to uphold the law and protect the citizenry.
Over time, as generations age and move on to other careers and eventually retire, sometimes these events are relegated so far in the past that they may be nearly forgotten except for local or national memorial services where they are collectively remembered.
The loss and memories often tend to only affect remaining family members, those who worked or shared a close friendship, and those who had the responsibility of ensuring the guilty were brought to justice.
To a large degree the perpetrators of line-of-duty-deaths are thankfully long gone and forgotten. In rare cases though, there remains a constant distortion and disquieting reminder of the event that prompts the need to ensure that the facts and truth are widely repeated.
Ron was a handsome, vibrant, personable and capable young agent, single at the time but certainly would have married and had a family. By now, well into the final stage of his life, he likely would have looked back on many exciting and challenging events from a career or two while spending as much time as possible with his grandchildren. That opportunity was violently stolen from him.
Ron—and his partner Jack Coler—will never be forgotten.
Keep watching over us brother.
“In the Spirit of Coler and Williams”