Ronn A. Christensen passed away January 2, 2023, surrounded by his wife and children after a courageous battle with cancer. Ronn was born November 2, 1957, to Lois and Ervin Christensen in Racine, WI. Ronn married Barbara J. Cole March 12, 1976. Married for 46 years together they created a beautiful life, happy home, watched their children grow, welcomed grandchildren and great grandchildren to the family.
Ronn was known to be the best counselor and storyteller, entertaining everyone who knew him with his one-of-a-kind sense of humor, original perspective on life and infectious laugh. Ronn loved the outdoors, yardwork, art, music, with his greatest love being with his family. Whether it be running errands with his wife, family campfires, famous Christensen fish fry’s, watching the Packers or fishing at the river Ronn embraced every moment of his life and enriched the lives of those who knew him with guidance and wisdom and humor that will not be forgotten.
Ronn is survived by his wife Barbara; his three children: Heather (Cory) Prachel, Jared (Shondi) Christensen, Chad (Julie) Christensen; 10 grandchildren: Gabriella (Taven) Sandstrom, Hunter Kuenzi, Jayden, AJ, Jonah, Ronny, David Christensen, Nora, Natalie and Ellie Christensen; 2 great grandchildren: Stellan and Curren Sandstrom; his sister Cherie Cashin and many nieces, nephews and other relatives. He was preceded in death by his parents Ervin and Lois Christensen and his brother Robert Christensen.
A Celebration of Ronn’s life will be (opening fishing weekend) Saturday, May 6, 2023, at the Lake Tomahawk Community Building from 1:00pm to 7:00pm.
For years, the riverbank was where
Your soul felt most at peace
Your heart was most content when there
With the fish and the geese
But then, your spirit came to rest
Where angels chose to roam
And once equipped with ten pound test
You made yourself at home.
The sky became your deep blue sea
The clouds became your shore
And there, for all eternity
You sat with friends galore
Each angel was a fisherman
Who had traded his pole
For golden wings and a game plan
At Heaven’s Fishing Hole.
The tales you told about each catch
Its stature and its girth
Will live in memories unmatched
As days pass here on earth
Until we meet again, one day
Upon God’s golden sand
We’ll picture you, no other way
Than with a pole in hand.