Ronald G. Moore

Ronald G. Moore

May 14, 1961 - April 17, 2013

Ronald G. Moore

May 14, 1961 - April 17, 2013

Obituary

Ronald George Moore (Ron) passed away following a brief, but brave fight with Cancer on April 17, 2013.

Ron was born, May 14, 1961 in Newport Beach CA to Alan & Carol Moore. He grew up in Huntington Beach and Littleton Colorado. He lived in South Orange County since 1991.

Ron loved hiking, camping, mountain biking, skiing, and traveling with his family. He also loved writing and playing music.

Ron is survived by his wife of 16 years April, his children, Cole & Erin, his mother Carol (Laguna Woods), his brother & sister in law Andrew & Kati (Huntington Beach), 10 nieces & nephews and several extended family members & friends.

He was preceded in death by his father, Alan Moore.

Ron worked for Alaska Airlines for over 32 years.

Our family is grateful to the friends, extended family, neighbors & co workers who help us get through the last few months.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to :

Pancreatic Cancer Action Network
Pancan.org
1500 Rosecrans Ave. #200
Manhattan Beach, CA 90266
877-272-6226

or

Alan B. Moore Family Scholarship in Memory of Ron Moore
Orange Coast College Foundation
OCC Scholarship Office
2701 Fairview Road
Costa Mesa, CA 92626

There will be a private family service.

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52 responses to Ronald G. Moore

  1. This is beautiful Bill. Ron was a wonderful man our family was so Blessed he became part of our family. April married a strong hard working, kind, man loyal to wife and children. I’m glad they did all they did. skying, camping, going on family trips to other states. what an honer to call Ron My son in law. no more pain the former things are gone. Ron in with God and safe,rest Ron,,some day all of us will see you again.

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  3. In Loving Memory of Ronald Moore

    James 4:13-14; Some might say, “Today or tomorrow they will go to a certain town and will stay there a year. They will do business there and make a profit.” How do they know what their life will be like tomorrow? Our life is like the morning fog, it’s here a little while, then its gone.

    We know not the day nor the hour in which God will call us home. We do not always understand why God heals some and not others. Life is precious and we should live it to the fullest with Christ always at the center of our lives.

    We know by the scriptures that, to die is gain, but to live is Christ, in that everything we do and say in the present life should reflect Christ. We know and believe that Ron is with our Heavenly Father, which is a far better place. Death is sometimes cold and callous, but because Jesus Christ died and rose again taking the key of life and death the grave can no longer hold us in the ground.

    We see through glasses darkly; but there is coming a day when we will see everything clearly and our understanding will be fulfilled. However, until that day comes we will continue to grieve and our heart continue to be heavy because of our separation from those who have gone to be with the Lord. Love is patient and kind, love is not jealous boastful or rude. Love does not demand its own way, its not irritable and keeps no record of being wrong. Love does not rejoice about injustice, but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up nor doe it loose faith. Love is always hopeful and endures through all circumstances. Love never dies, but continue to live on bridging the gap between life and death. Faith, hope and love will last forever, but the greatest of the three is love! We may struggle with why God chose to take Ron home to be with Him, but there is coming a day when we will fully understand. Until then we must continue to live and continue to love Ron in our memories and in our hearts.

    Reverend William Whittenberger Sr.

  4. Scot Renfro says:

    “I am standing upon the seashore.
    A ship at my side spreads her white
    sails to the morning breeze and starts
    for the blue ocean.
    She is an object of beauty and strength.
    I stand and watch her until at length
    she hangs like a speck of white cloud
    just where the sea and sky come
    to mingle with each other.
    Then, someone at my side says;
    “There, she is gone!”
    “Gone where?”
    Gone from my sight. That is all.
    She is just as large in mast and hull
    and spar as she was when she left my side
    and she is just as able to bear her
    load of living freight to her destined port.
    Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
    And just at the moment when someone
    at my side says, “There, she is gone!”
    There are other eyes watching her coming,
    and other voices ready to take up the glad
    shout;
    “Here she comes!”

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