I know, I know, I've been missing in action for awhile. This is not to say that I've purposely neglected our website, but Ann and I suffered a tremendous loss last April (2019) when my great friend, Ron Miner, passed away unexpectedly late Saturday night/early Sunday morning while we were at AXPONA in Schaumburg. Ron's passing is a loss that has been difficult to process emotionally, and I've just not felt like writing about anything since his death. Maybe now is the time to express my feelings, and get on with business.
Our group enjoyed a nice dinner at the hotel's steak house that Saturday evening after working all day before going to the Shelby Lynne concert. Shelby's "Just A Little Lovin'" album had become a favorite of mine, and I'd really looked forward to seeing her in concert. She was great, but, because I was so tired from being on my feet all day, I asked Ron if he wouldn't mind leaving the concert a bit early since we were driving together. As was typical, Ron smiled and said "no problem", so we left about two thirds of the way through what had been a good show. Once back at our hotel, we went to the second floor. Ron went to the left to his room, while Ann and I went to the right to our room. That was the last time I saw Ron alive.
Ron was like a brother to me and a de-facto member of our family for over twenty-five years. He was also my personal and corporate accountant who had run a lot of the business side of Glenn Poor's Audio Video while I was busy co-founding Dunlavy Audio Labs in 1992 and Balanced Audio Technology in 1995. We were joined at the hip socially and professionally. Ron was a CPA who had a lot of responsibility at the University of Illinois, but his love of music and the gear that brought it to life in our homes was a connection that brought us together all those years ago and remained a burning passion for Ron. Suffice to say, he loved our industry. He went to all the shows with us, and, while I demonstrated BAT, reported back to me as to what we needed to look at for Glenn Poor's. Our daughters called him "Uncle Ron" because he was truly an integral part of all our lives - spending every holiday and celebratory dinner with us since the late 80's. Ron was an angel on earth. I miss him every day.