Ronald Bleazard

Ellen and family, my heart breaks for each of you. I have so many memories of Ron but a my most favorite is at my wedding when he and Ellen were the longest married couple on the dance floor and my husband and I joined them in the dance. Ron shared his trinkets of a good marriage with me and all were about deep love. My husband and I will forever be greatful to have gotten to know Ron. His and Ellen's relationship is what we always strive to emulate. We have been know to say "when we grow up we are going to be just like Ellen and Ron". Ron will be missed terribly by so so many! Love to you all Paula and Ian Howard

With Love from the Mark and Cleo Bleazard Family

Ellen and family, my prayers and thoughts are with all of you always. Ron and I worked together for many years. He came through the door everyday with his big smile, asked how are you today, and always waited for your answer. He would help everyone to make sure the feeder operation ran smoothly, going out of his way time and time again. Ron talked about his family often, how proud he was of all of you. He showed pictures of each grandchild when they came into the world, smiling ear to ear. Ron was a wonderful man with a big heart, who will be missed by everyone who had the chance to know him. Love and God's strength to you all. Pamela Hoelscher.

With heartfelt condolences, Ron was always so pleasant to work with & a joy to be around. Thinking of you. Scott Skorr, Micki Kalenze, Pam Hoelscher

I loved Ron or "Ronnie" as I called him. When Jay moved with two of his boys (Ronnie and David) to Montana, they were trying to find a new start somewhere and for a time they lived with us. Instantly I gained two younger brothers! Whether we were playing sports, fishing, camping, enjoying family outings, or even doing chores -- I have such great memories of the time we spent together growing up in Polson, MT. A couple of my favorite memories include events like one scout camp where Ronnie being a "city kid" at the time had to learn camping skills. Ronnie was so excited about a swimming hole we were hiking to that he wore his swimsuit under his jeans - but he forgot to pack any underwear to change into after the swimming portion was over. Let’s just say it was a long hike out the next day! I also remember seeing the original "Star Wars" movie at the Polson Drive Inn theatre with Ronnie and David in Uncle Jays old white station wagon! I guess that really dates us. And I remember just the normal things kids learn about as they grow through their teenage years. I remember watching Jay teach his boys how to measure the right amount of spaghetti noodles needed for dinner, the correct way to mow a lawn, and yes even how to bait a hook. I also watched as my mother took each of the boys into her own arms and into her heart; she helped them learn to love each other and confirmed to them how much my family loved them all. Time rolls by and our youth turns its attention to other matters. As adults, Ronnie and I spoke less frequently than it now seems we should have. I am grateful to have called him a couple of weeks ago to wish him a happy birthday and to just talk. He shared some of his recent struggles, and though his voice was tired and tried, the sound of hope was still present. Who could ask for more? Ellen, girls, I pray for each of you and your families. Uncle Jay. Scott. Family. I pray each of you receive some measure of comfort during this time of pain. I do not pretend to completely understand your loss or why these things occur when they do. But I do know there is someone that does understand completely…our elder Brother, Jesus Christ. I believe in Christ; and from my last conversation with Ronnie – I think he did as well. I know he believed in the Eternal nature of your family. In due time, you will have the opportunity as to see Ronnie again and to be reunited as family. This is the promise you received in the Temple and I promise you the Lord, Jesus Christ, will keep his promise to you. I love you all. Patrick