Mike Rose
I cannot stop thinking and grieving about the passing of my friend and classmate Ron Callen. As my Doolie summer roommate when I was only 17 and he was at least four years older, he made a big impression on me, helping me by modeling him. (Upperclassmen years younger than him, seemingly confused about who was more senior to whom, paid more attention to training Ron who did not need their “training” than to me who did.)
Over the years we kept in touch, on occasion visiting and staying with each other and our wives at our homes and being in a business together. I was privileged to meet his brother and children, and honored and happy to attend his and Dana’s 40th anniversary celebration weekend in San Antonio. When I remember of Ron I will think especially of the legacy of his children, for whom he felt love and pride that was very obvious. I know Ron meant it when he told them he had a dream and they were his dream.
But there is more to Ron and me than all of that. I feel a spiritual connection with Ron. I do not know why, but to me that connection is real and I feel he will always be part of me. I cannot explain it any better than that. Good bless you, Ron. You gave better than you got, and I will always remember you with love and respect.
Mike Rose, AFA ‘69

