On Saturday, Lee A. Ronnow, 80, of Las Vegas, passed away. On November 8, 1915, he was born in Panaca. He worked for Union Pacific Railroad and Union Oil, and he was a former deputy tax assessor for Clark County.
He had lived in the area for 42 years. Nadine E., his wife, and her two children, Rodney A. Ronnow and Sharon Smith, both of Las Vegas, as well as eight grandchildren and eight great-grandchildren, survive him.
On February 5, 1949, Allan was born in Reno, Nevada, and was raised by his adoptive parents, James Price Ronnow and Vilda Bulloch, after being adopted by Beverly Zariske. Famously, when his mother went to get him from the hospital, she pointed to Allan and declared, “That’s my son,” refusing to accept the baby that was brought to her.
The nurses found out that the babies had actually been exchanged and Allan was intended for Vilda when she refused to go without him. Growing up, Allan went skiing, scouting, and shooting in Reno. In addition to his brother David James Ronnow, who passed away while he was a baby, he was also predeceased by his two sisters, Gretchen Ronnow and Mary Ronnow who was married to Kenneth.
For her to describe, Allan’s sixth daughter Chantelle Anderson’s children Olivia, Daphne, and Phoebe have experienced far too many modest acts of love. He showed Chantelle, for instance, how to give someone a knife and hold on to it until they say “thank you.” She hasn’t cut anyone yet, but she has to constantly say “thank you” to people.
Chantelle’s girls were cherished by Allan, who spent a lifetime doing “nothing” with them reading aloud, cracking jokes, playing Sudoku, attending school functions, etc. Allan was a man who was not afraid to express his feelings and share his profound spirituality with his family. He was a strong, powerful, and loving example of a man. Above all, he expressed his affection.
