Condolence: Dear Rhonda and Family,
Everyone liked Ron Busa. He seemed to have an air about him, which might be described this way: "It's not so bad. I'll show you." And then he told a joke, or challenged you with a riddle, or made a pun, or did anything funny and clever that only he might do.
He sometimes griped, but I think only because he wanted to make things even better, good as he knew they already were. For Ron was a caring person.
I didn't know Ron as an EMT, but I am sure he comforted many stricken people on their way in a Hunters ambulance to a hospital, probably even making them laugh as they had the worries of their lives.
I worked with Ron part time at Canada Dry, where he was proficient with setting up and maintaining specialized equipment. People in the shops and factories he delivered the soda to were happy to see him; he broke the dull routine they might have been in.
Ron would often temper your day so that you got through the rest of it with a smile that others might ask you about. Ron knew; and you knew he shared with you things about life we don't get to win over without some adjustment of the mind.
Ron also made things okay with that rather in-depth smile and laugh that he had.
As a firefighter, Ron was an excellent emergency driver. It didn't surprise me to learn he'd worked for Hunter's Ambulance as well, and then later was a driver for Hunter's Limousine. I can imagine the entertaining rides Ron gave his passengers.
Ron also made us proud as a pump operator of the engine companies. At any big fire, with any number of large fire hoses stretching out of his fire engine (usually Engine 2), Ron was the hub of the octopus. Busy as a man at war and excellent as a scientist in his lab, Ron met the demands for pressured water made by his fellow firefighters at the other ends of the water lines.
And then, back in the firehouse, he'd come with his comedy again. One day he walked into the kitchen in Fire Headquarters on Pratt Street. A few of us were having lunch. On the counter he set down a salt shaker and a small battery. "What's this?" Ron said. We all shrugged. "A salt and battery." That's just one of many Ron Busas I remember. Sorry to see you go, my friend. I am so glad to have known you.
Condolence: I was so sorry to learn of Ron's passing. He was a wonderful person. I've known him since we went to school together and served on the Meriden Fire Department. We had any good times together. He could always make me laugh with his keen sense of humor. I will miss you my friend.