Ron was always friends with my Grandpa S. He would steal pain medications from Steve. Mom always seemed to get the blame, despite the fact their son Ja would steal them all the time as well.
I would go and help Ron do yard work and other stuff, he would always pay me with food, which I enjoyed. Eventually Grandpa S decided I wasn’t getting enough out of it, but Ron helped me learn a lot of basic lessons, that my dad was supposed to.