Andrew Ulrich Ronning, 32, of Lincoln, NE, passed to his heavenly home on May 13, 2020.
Andrew was born to Richard and Laura Ulrich Ronning on February 28, 1988 in Lincoln, NE. He grew up in Blair, NE, graduated from Blair High School in 2006, and attended the University of Nebraska–Lincoln. He later resided in Portland, OR, and attended Portland Community College.
Andrew was gentle, intelligent, funny, and kind. He especially enjoyed nature, hiking in the mountains, and spending time at the Pacific Coast. Some of his favorite memories were of spending time with family in Nebraska and at Enemy Swim Lake in South Dakota. He also enjoyed history and reading. He was an excellent cook both professionally and at home.
Family was important to him, and he loved being Uncle Andy to Sonja, daughter of his sister, Rachel Ronning, of Portland, OR.
Survivors include: parents Richard and Laura Ulrich Ronning, sister Rachel Ronning, and niece Sonja Ruthie. Also survived by his aunts Kari Ronning and Kip (Stan) Schwarzkopf, both of Lincoln; Ruth Ulrich and Elizabeth (Frank) Thompson, Ft. Myers, Fla., and Linda (Dave) Ulrich Miller of Waverly.
Other survivors are first cousins Gavin and Nicholas (Tiffany Rojas) Donaldson, Marit (Sven) Derichs, Seth (Elizabeth) Schwarzkopf, Lisel (Gregg) Stearns, Anne Thompson, and Kate Kimmons, as well as second cousins Austin, Jakob, Elise, Gabriel, Isaac, River, Louisa, and Freya. He is also survived by special friend, Melissa Beelek.
Andrew was preceded in death by his grandparents, Royce and Ruth Ronning and Walter and Martha Ulrich, and uncle, James Ulrich.
Andrew will be greatly missed by all who knew him.
Due to the current situation with COVID-19, a memorial service will be held at a later date at Country Bible Church, near Blair. Campbell-Aman Funeral Home, Blair, NE, is in charge of funeral arrangements.
Memorial gifts will be directed to Bryan Independence Center, Lincoln, NE.
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It is with great sadness that we share with you that Andrew Ulrich Ronning, age 32, passed on to our heavenly home last evening. Rich and Laura thank you for your love and prayers. They were grateful that Andrew did not pass until his sister Rachel had arrived to see him. Please join us in continuing to cover this dear family in prayer for their comfort. --Cheryl Penner, PassageWay Church
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Last night, Andrew Ulrich Ronning passed away.
Andrew and I were literally lifelong friends. Our parents pushed us around in strollers together from when we were infants, and we were best friends ever since.
It seemed like every single Sunday after church, we would go play at his house. We would jump around on the trampoline, play hide and seek, play Super Nintendo, ride bikes, pal around with the neighborhood kids – whenever we got together, it was always something fun. To tell us apart, his mom would call us Andrew 1 and Andrew 2 when I was around.
As we grew older, our activities and friends changed overtime, but our friendship always remained constant. We both started playing the French horn, and I remember practicing with him at his house and going to play at the local nursing home. Andrew moved out into the country, and we would ride the four-wheeler, go swimming in the summer, light bonfires in the fall, and go sledding/tubing down his monstrous hill in the winter. He and his dad taught me how to use a BB gun (and maybe a shotgun) as we shot at tin cans on fence posts.
We both loved music and were heavily involved in band. While I dove hard into the French horn, Andrew branched out into the bass guitar; I was always amazed at how well he played. We would listen to the oldies – the Beatles, Bob Marley, the Rolling Stones, the Doors, Bob Dylan, etc. Andrew seemed to know all the little details and lyrics for tons of songs. His parents took us to our first "real" concert - a Simon and Garfunkel reunion concert in Omaha. We were ecstatic, and I remember that concert fondly.
We both had one older sibling, whom we both admired and loved deeply. Andrew's sister had moved out to Portland, and he thought that was the coolest thing – so he ended up moving out to Portland as well. We still kept in touch, and he would tell me about the crazy things in Portland while I told him about the same old things back home. He developed a love for cooking, and I couldn't believe some of the things he cooked up. He became a caterer, and talked about how he would concoct meals for ad agency execs at their film shoots – some outlandish combination of organic (with documentation proving the ingredients were locally sourced), gluten-free, paleo, vegan, etc.
We both loved the outdoors and hiking. When we were kids, one year he went to summer camp with me high up in the mountains of Colorado. When we were teenagers, one year I went with him to his family cabin out by a lake in South Dakota. As adults, one year I visited him in Portland and we did an overnight hike around Mt. Hood. These are some of the fondest memories I have, and we would look back and go "remember when…"
Andrew was incredibly emotionally and intellectually intelligent. We would discuss anything and everything, and he was always a comforting presence. He loved his family dearly. He was taken from us far too soon, and my heart breaks with his passing.
Rest in peace, my friend---Andrew Buller, FB
Note: Dear Andrew #2, I cannot thank you enough for posting this incredible tribute to our most favored son. You and his other friends were a great blessing in our lives when you were young, and you remain so today. We thank God for you and the friendship that you shared with Andrew #1. Love to you. --Laura & Rich Ronning, FB
Note: Andrew Part 1: you were so much FUN!!! We did so much together when you lived in Portland and you were one of my best friends. So many memories together-Old Crow Medicine Show at the zoo, hiking on the coast, all the fun family times at Enemy Swim in South Dakota, Oregon Country Fair and sailing at Dorena Lake. And then just us. Being silly and goofy and making each other laugh. You always called me "Rachie" as adults and every time I hear that I will think of you. You were so excited about life and so alive....which is why it's so hard to believe you are gone. love you forever brother--Rachel Ronning, FB
#2 Funeral Leaflet
The Last Battle
Richard read a series of books to Rachel and Andrew when they were children entitled The Chronicles of Narnia. On the last page of the last book of the series by CS Lewis, the lion named Aslan (who represents Christ) explains the final fate of the two main characters, Peter and Lucy. Andrew had received a video of The Chronicles from his aunt Kari, which he watched many, many times. How he loved Aslan! Even to the point that he requested an Aslan birthday cake.—Richard and Laura
"You do not yet look so happy as I mean you to be", Aslan said. Lucy said, "We're so afraid of being sent away, Aslan. And you have sent us back into our own world so often."
"No fear of that", said Aslan. "Have you not guessed?" Their hearts leaped and a wild hope rose within them.
"There was a real railway accident," said Aslan softly. "Your father and mother and all of you are—as you used to call it in the Shadow-Lands—dead. The term is over; the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning."
And as He spoke, He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after.
But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story, which no one on earth has read: which goes on forever; in which every chapter is better than the one before.
"For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created things, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord"—Romans 8:38-39
Celebration of Life (at Mahoney State Park, after interment of ashes in Lincoln, Nebraska, by his grandparents' memorial.
Andrew Ulrich Ronning
Born February 28, 1988 ~ Died May 13, 2020
Welcome: Pastor Glen Hudson.
Eulogy: Rachel Ronning, Sister & Marit Derichs, Cousin.
Special Music: Andrew Buller, friend, Jeff Mount, Blair High School Band Teacher, Jon and Ashley Buller, friends.
Slide show.
Special Memories & Tributes.
Reading: Kari Ronning, Aunt. Closing and Table prayer: Richard & Laura Ulrich Ronning, Pastor Glen Hudson
Luncheon
~~~ Obituaries and funeral leaflet courtesy of the Nebraska Washington County Genealogical Society. Newspaper clippings and leaflets on file in the Blair Public Library at Blair, Nebraska.~~~
Andrew was born to Richard and Laura Ulrich Ronning on February 28, 1988 in Lincoln, NE. He grew up in Blair, NE, graduated from Blair High School in 2006, and attended the University of Nebraska–Lincoln. He later resided in Portland, OR, and attended Portland Community College.
Andrew was gentle, intelligent, funny, and kind. He especially enjoyed nature, hiking in the mountains, and spending time at the Pacific Coast. Some of his favorite memories were of spending time with family in Nebraska and at Enemy Swim Lake in South Dakota. He also enjoyed history and reading. He was an excellent cook both professionally and at home.
Family was important to him, and he loved being Uncle Andy to Sonja, daughter of his sister, Rachel Ronning, of Portland, OR.
Survivors include: parents Richard and Laura Ulrich Ronning, sister Rachel Ronning, and niece Sonja Ruthie. Also survived by his aunts Kari Ronning and Kip (Stan) Schwarzkopf, both of Lincoln; Ruth Ulrich and Elizabeth (Frank) Thompson, Ft. Myers, Fla., and Linda (Dave) Ulrich Miller of Waverly.
Other survivors are first cousins Gavin and Nicholas (Tiffany Rojas) Donaldson, Marit (Sven) Derichs, Seth (Elizabeth) Schwarzkopf, Lisel (Gregg) Stearns, Anne Thompson, and Kate Kimmons, as well as second cousins Austin, Jakob, Elise, Gabriel, Isaac, River, Louisa, and Freya. He is also survived by special friend, Melissa Beelek.
Andrew was preceded in death by his grandparents, Royce and Ruth Ronning and Walter and Martha Ulrich, and uncle, James Ulrich.
Andrew will be greatly missed by all who knew him.
Due to the current situation with COVID-19, a memorial service will be held at a later date at Country Bible Church, near Blair. Campbell-Aman Funeral Home, Blair, NE, is in charge of funeral arrangements.
Memorial gifts will be directed to Bryan Independence Center, Lincoln, NE.
∼
It is with great sadness that we share with you that Andrew Ulrich Ronning, age 32, passed on to our heavenly home last evening. Rich and Laura thank you for your love and prayers. They were grateful that Andrew did not pass until his sister Rachel had arrived to see him. Please join us in continuing to cover this dear family in prayer for their comfort. --Cheryl Penner, PassageWay Church
∼
Last night, Andrew Ulrich Ronning passed away.
Andrew and I were literally lifelong friends. Our parents pushed us around in strollers together from when we were infants, and we were best friends ever since.
It seemed like every single Sunday after church, we would go play at his house. We would jump around on the trampoline, play hide and seek, play Super Nintendo, ride bikes, pal around with the neighborhood kids – whenever we got together, it was always something fun. To tell us apart, his mom would call us Andrew 1 and Andrew 2 when I was around.
As we grew older, our activities and friends changed overtime, but our friendship always remained constant. We both started playing the French horn, and I remember practicing with him at his house and going to play at the local nursing home. Andrew moved out into the country, and we would ride the four-wheeler, go swimming in the summer, light bonfires in the fall, and go sledding/tubing down his monstrous hill in the winter. He and his dad taught me how to use a BB gun (and maybe a shotgun) as we shot at tin cans on fence posts.
We both loved music and were heavily involved in band. While I dove hard into the French horn, Andrew branched out into the bass guitar; I was always amazed at how well he played. We would listen to the oldies – the Beatles, Bob Marley, the Rolling Stones, the Doors, Bob Dylan, etc. Andrew seemed to know all the little details and lyrics for tons of songs. His parents took us to our first "real" concert - a Simon and Garfunkel reunion concert in Omaha. We were ecstatic, and I remember that concert fondly.
We both had one older sibling, whom we both admired and loved deeply. Andrew's sister had moved out to Portland, and he thought that was the coolest thing – so he ended up moving out to Portland as well. We still kept in touch, and he would tell me about the crazy things in Portland while I told him about the same old things back home. He developed a love for cooking, and I couldn't believe some of the things he cooked up. He became a caterer, and talked about how he would concoct meals for ad agency execs at their film shoots – some outlandish combination of organic (with documentation proving the ingredients were locally sourced), gluten-free, paleo, vegan, etc.
We both loved the outdoors and hiking. When we were kids, one year he went to summer camp with me high up in the mountains of Colorado. When we were teenagers, one year I went with him to his family cabin out by a lake in South Dakota. As adults, one year I visited him in Portland and we did an overnight hike around Mt. Hood. These are some of the fondest memories I have, and we would look back and go "remember when…"
Andrew was incredibly emotionally and intellectually intelligent. We would discuss anything and everything, and he was always a comforting presence. He loved his family dearly. He was taken from us far too soon, and my heart breaks with his passing.
Rest in peace, my friend---Andrew Buller, FB
Note: Dear Andrew #2, I cannot thank you enough for posting this incredible tribute to our most favored son. You and his other friends were a great blessing in our lives when you were young, and you remain so today. We thank God for you and the friendship that you shared with Andrew #1. Love to you. --Laura & Rich Ronning, FB
Note: Andrew Part 1: you were so much FUN!!! We did so much together when you lived in Portland and you were one of my best friends. So many memories together-Old Crow Medicine Show at the zoo, hiking on the coast, all the fun family times at Enemy Swim in South Dakota, Oregon Country Fair and sailing at Dorena Lake. And then just us. Being silly and goofy and making each other laugh. You always called me "Rachie" as adults and every time I hear that I will think of you. You were so excited about life and so alive....which is why it's so hard to believe you are gone. love you forever brother--Rachel Ronning, FB
#2 Funeral Leaflet
The Last Battle
Richard read a series of books to Rachel and Andrew when they were children entitled The Chronicles of Narnia. On the last page of the last book of the series by CS Lewis, the lion named Aslan (who represents Christ) explains the final fate of the two main characters, Peter and Lucy. Andrew had received a video of The Chronicles from his aunt Kari, which he watched many, many times. How he loved Aslan! Even to the point that he requested an Aslan birthday cake.—Richard and Laura
"You do not yet look so happy as I mean you to be", Aslan said. Lucy said, "We're so afraid of being sent away, Aslan. And you have sent us back into our own world so often."
"No fear of that", said Aslan. "Have you not guessed?" Their hearts leaped and a wild hope rose within them.
"There was a real railway accident," said Aslan softly. "Your father and mother and all of you are—as you used to call it in the Shadow-Lands—dead. The term is over; the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning."
And as He spoke, He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after.
But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story, which no one on earth has read: which goes on forever; in which every chapter is better than the one before.
"For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created things, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord"—Romans 8:38-39
Celebration of Life (at Mahoney State Park, after interment of ashes in Lincoln, Nebraska, by his grandparents' memorial.
Andrew Ulrich Ronning
Born February 28, 1988 ~ Died May 13, 2020
Welcome: Pastor Glen Hudson.
Eulogy: Rachel Ronning, Sister & Marit Derichs, Cousin.
Special Music: Andrew Buller, friend, Jeff Mount, Blair High School Band Teacher, Jon and Ashley Buller, friends.
Slide show.
Special Memories & Tributes.
Reading: Kari Ronning, Aunt. Closing and Table prayer: Richard & Laura Ulrich Ronning, Pastor Glen Hudson
Luncheon
~~~ Obituaries and funeral leaflet courtesy of the Nebraska Washington County Genealogical Society. Newspaper clippings and leaflets on file in the Blair Public Library at Blair, Nebraska.~~~
Andrew Ulrich Ronning, 32, of Lincoln, NE, passed to his heavenly home on May 13, 2020.
Andrew was born to Richard and Laura Ulrich Ronning on February 28, 1988 in Lincoln, NE. He grew up in Blair, NE, graduated from Blair High School in 2006, and attended the University of Nebraska–Lincoln. He later resided in Portland, OR, and attended Portland Community College.
Andrew was gentle, intelligent, funny, and kind. He especially enjoyed nature, hiking in the mountains, and spending time at the Pacific Coast. Some of his favorite memories were of spending time with family in Nebraska and at Enemy Swim Lake in South Dakota. He also enjoyed history and reading. He was an excellent cook both professionally and at home.
Family was important to him, and he loved being Uncle Andy to Sonja, daughter of his sister, Rachel Ronning, of Portland, OR.
Survivors include: parents Richard and Laura Ulrich Ronning, sister Rachel Ronning, and niece Sonja Ruthie. Also survived by his aunts Kari Ronning and Kip (Stan) Schwarzkopf, both of Lincoln; Ruth Ulrich and Elizabeth (Frank) Thompson, Ft. Myers, Fla., and Linda (Dave) Ulrich Miller of Waverly.
Other survivors are first cousins Gavin and Nicholas (Tiffany Rojas) Donaldson, Marit (Sven) Derichs, Seth (Elizabeth) Schwarzkopf, Lisel (Gregg) Stearns, Anne Thompson, and Kate Kimmons, as well as second cousins Austin, Jakob, Elise, Gabriel, Isaac, River, Louisa, and Freya. He is also survived by special friend, Melissa Beelek.
Andrew was preceded in death by his grandparents, Royce and Ruth Ronning and Walter and Martha Ulrich, and uncle, James Ulrich.
Andrew will be greatly missed by all who knew him.
Due to the current situation with COVID-19, a memorial service will be held at a later date at Country Bible Church, near Blair. Campbell-Aman Funeral Home, Blair, NE, is in charge of funeral arrangements.
Memorial gifts will be directed to Bryan Independence Center, Lincoln, NE.
∼
It is with great sadness that we share with you that Andrew Ulrich Ronning, age 32, passed on to our heavenly home last evening. Rich and Laura thank you for your love and prayers. They were grateful that Andrew did not pass until his sister Rachel had arrived to see him. Please join us in continuing to cover this dear family in prayer for their comfort. --Cheryl Penner, PassageWay Church
∼
Last night, Andrew Ulrich Ronning passed away.
Andrew and I were literally lifelong friends. Our parents pushed us around in strollers together from when we were infants, and we were best friends ever since.
It seemed like every single Sunday after church, we would go play at his house. We would jump around on the trampoline, play hide and seek, play Super Nintendo, ride bikes, pal around with the neighborhood kids – whenever we got together, it was always something fun. To tell us apart, his mom would call us Andrew 1 and Andrew 2 when I was around.
As we grew older, our activities and friends changed overtime, but our friendship always remained constant. We both started playing the French horn, and I remember practicing with him at his house and going to play at the local nursing home. Andrew moved out into the country, and we would ride the four-wheeler, go swimming in the summer, light bonfires in the fall, and go sledding/tubing down his monstrous hill in the winter. He and his dad taught me how to use a BB gun (and maybe a shotgun) as we shot at tin cans on fence posts.
We both loved music and were heavily involved in band. While I dove hard into the French horn, Andrew branched out into the bass guitar; I was always amazed at how well he played. We would listen to the oldies – the Beatles, Bob Marley, the Rolling Stones, the Doors, Bob Dylan, etc. Andrew seemed to know all the little details and lyrics for tons of songs. His parents took us to our first "real" concert - a Simon and Garfunkel reunion concert in Omaha. We were ecstatic, and I remember that concert fondly.
We both had one older sibling, whom we both admired and loved deeply. Andrew's sister had moved out to Portland, and he thought that was the coolest thing – so he ended up moving out to Portland as well. We still kept in touch, and he would tell me about the crazy things in Portland while I told him about the same old things back home. He developed a love for cooking, and I couldn't believe some of the things he cooked up. He became a caterer, and talked about how he would concoct meals for ad agency execs at their film shoots – some outlandish combination of organic (with documentation proving the ingredients were locally sourced), gluten-free, paleo, vegan, etc.
We both loved the outdoors and hiking. When we were kids, one year he went to summer camp with me high up in the mountains of Colorado. When we were teenagers, one year I went with him to his family cabin out by a lake in South Dakota. As adults, one year I visited him in Portland and we did an overnight hike around Mt. Hood. These are some of the fondest memories I have, and we would look back and go "remember when…"
Andrew was incredibly emotionally and intellectually intelligent. We would discuss anything and everything, and he was always a comforting presence. He loved his family dearly. He was taken from us far too soon, and my heart breaks with his passing.
Rest in peace, my friend---Andrew Buller, FB
Note: Dear Andrew #2, I cannot thank you enough for posting this incredible tribute to our most favored son. You and his other friends were a great blessing in our lives when you were young, and you remain so today. We thank God for you and the friendship that you shared with Andrew #1. Love to you. --Laura & Rich Ronning, FB
Note: Andrew Part 1: you were so much FUN!!! We did so much together when you lived in Portland and you were one of my best friends. So many memories together-Old Crow Medicine Show at the zoo, hiking on the coast, all the fun family times at Enemy Swim in South Dakota, Oregon Country Fair and sailing at Dorena Lake. And then just us. Being silly and goofy and making each other laugh. You always called me "Rachie" as adults and every time I hear that I will think of you. You were so excited about life and so alive....which is why it's so hard to believe you are gone. love you forever brother--Rachel Ronning, FB
#2 Funeral Leaflet
The Last Battle
Richard read a series of books to Rachel and Andrew when they were children entitled The Chronicles of Narnia. On the last page of the last book of the series by CS Lewis, the lion named Aslan (who represents Christ) explains the final fate of the two main characters, Peter and Lucy. Andrew had received a video of The Chronicles from his aunt Kari, which he watched many, many times. How he loved Aslan! Even to the point that he requested an Aslan birthday cake.—Richard and Laura
"You do not yet look so happy as I mean you to be", Aslan said. Lucy said, "We're so afraid of being sent away, Aslan. And you have sent us back into our own world so often."
"No fear of that", said Aslan. "Have you not guessed?" Their hearts leaped and a wild hope rose within them.
"There was a real railway accident," said Aslan softly. "Your father and mother and all of you are—as you used to call it in the Shadow-Lands—dead. The term is over; the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning."
And as He spoke, He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after.
But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story, which no one on earth has read: which goes on forever; in which every chapter is better than the one before.
"For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created things, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord"—Romans 8:38-39
Celebration of Life (at Mahoney State Park, after interment of ashes in Lincoln, Nebraska, by his grandparents' memorial.
Andrew Ulrich Ronning
Born February 28, 1988 ~ Died May 13, 2020
Welcome: Pastor Glen Hudson.
Eulogy: Rachel Ronning, Sister & Marit Derichs, Cousin.
Special Music: Andrew Buller, friend, Jeff Mount, Blair High School Band Teacher, Jon and Ashley Buller, friends.
Slide show.
Special Memories & Tributes.
Reading: Kari Ronning, Aunt. Closing and Table prayer: Richard & Laura Ulrich Ronning, Pastor Glen Hudson
Luncheon
~~~ Obituaries and funeral leaflet courtesy of the Nebraska Washington County Genealogical Society. Newspaper clippings and leaflets on file in the Blair Public Library at Blair, Nebraska.~~~
Andrew was born to Richard and Laura Ulrich Ronning on February 28, 1988 in Lincoln, NE. He grew up in Blair, NE, graduated from Blair High School in 2006, and attended the University of Nebraska–Lincoln. He later resided in Portland, OR, and attended Portland Community College.
Andrew was gentle, intelligent, funny, and kind. He especially enjoyed nature, hiking in the mountains, and spending time at the Pacific Coast. Some of his favorite memories were of spending time with family in Nebraska and at Enemy Swim Lake in South Dakota. He also enjoyed history and reading. He was an excellent cook both professionally and at home.
Family was important to him, and he loved being Uncle Andy to Sonja, daughter of his sister, Rachel Ronning, of Portland, OR.
Survivors include: parents Richard and Laura Ulrich Ronning, sister Rachel Ronning, and niece Sonja Ruthie. Also survived by his aunts Kari Ronning and Kip (Stan) Schwarzkopf, both of Lincoln; Ruth Ulrich and Elizabeth (Frank) Thompson, Ft. Myers, Fla., and Linda (Dave) Ulrich Miller of Waverly.
Other survivors are first cousins Gavin and Nicholas (Tiffany Rojas) Donaldson, Marit (Sven) Derichs, Seth (Elizabeth) Schwarzkopf, Lisel (Gregg) Stearns, Anne Thompson, and Kate Kimmons, as well as second cousins Austin, Jakob, Elise, Gabriel, Isaac, River, Louisa, and Freya. He is also survived by special friend, Melissa Beelek.
Andrew was preceded in death by his grandparents, Royce and Ruth Ronning and Walter and Martha Ulrich, and uncle, James Ulrich.
Andrew will be greatly missed by all who knew him.
Due to the current situation with COVID-19, a memorial service will be held at a later date at Country Bible Church, near Blair. Campbell-Aman Funeral Home, Blair, NE, is in charge of funeral arrangements.
Memorial gifts will be directed to Bryan Independence Center, Lincoln, NE.
∼
It is with great sadness that we share with you that Andrew Ulrich Ronning, age 32, passed on to our heavenly home last evening. Rich and Laura thank you for your love and prayers. They were grateful that Andrew did not pass until his sister Rachel had arrived to see him. Please join us in continuing to cover this dear family in prayer for their comfort. --Cheryl Penner, PassageWay Church
∼
Last night, Andrew Ulrich Ronning passed away.
Andrew and I were literally lifelong friends. Our parents pushed us around in strollers together from when we were infants, and we were best friends ever since.
It seemed like every single Sunday after church, we would go play at his house. We would jump around on the trampoline, play hide and seek, play Super Nintendo, ride bikes, pal around with the neighborhood kids – whenever we got together, it was always something fun. To tell us apart, his mom would call us Andrew 1 and Andrew 2 when I was around.
As we grew older, our activities and friends changed overtime, but our friendship always remained constant. We both started playing the French horn, and I remember practicing with him at his house and going to play at the local nursing home. Andrew moved out into the country, and we would ride the four-wheeler, go swimming in the summer, light bonfires in the fall, and go sledding/tubing down his monstrous hill in the winter. He and his dad taught me how to use a BB gun (and maybe a shotgun) as we shot at tin cans on fence posts.
We both loved music and were heavily involved in band. While I dove hard into the French horn, Andrew branched out into the bass guitar; I was always amazed at how well he played. We would listen to the oldies – the Beatles, Bob Marley, the Rolling Stones, the Doors, Bob Dylan, etc. Andrew seemed to know all the little details and lyrics for tons of songs. His parents took us to our first "real" concert - a Simon and Garfunkel reunion concert in Omaha. We were ecstatic, and I remember that concert fondly.
We both had one older sibling, whom we both admired and loved deeply. Andrew's sister had moved out to Portland, and he thought that was the coolest thing – so he ended up moving out to Portland as well. We still kept in touch, and he would tell me about the crazy things in Portland while I told him about the same old things back home. He developed a love for cooking, and I couldn't believe some of the things he cooked up. He became a caterer, and talked about how he would concoct meals for ad agency execs at their film shoots – some outlandish combination of organic (with documentation proving the ingredients were locally sourced), gluten-free, paleo, vegan, etc.
We both loved the outdoors and hiking. When we were kids, one year he went to summer camp with me high up in the mountains of Colorado. When we were teenagers, one year I went with him to his family cabin out by a lake in South Dakota. As adults, one year I visited him in Portland and we did an overnight hike around Mt. Hood. These are some of the fondest memories I have, and we would look back and go "remember when…"
Andrew was incredibly emotionally and intellectually intelligent. We would discuss anything and everything, and he was always a comforting presence. He loved his family dearly. He was taken from us far too soon, and my heart breaks with his passing.
Rest in peace, my friend---Andrew Buller, FB
Note: Dear Andrew #2, I cannot thank you enough for posting this incredible tribute to our most favored son. You and his other friends were a great blessing in our lives when you were young, and you remain so today. We thank God for you and the friendship that you shared with Andrew #1. Love to you. --Laura & Rich Ronning, FB
Note: Andrew Part 1: you were so much FUN!!! We did so much together when you lived in Portland and you were one of my best friends. So many memories together-Old Crow Medicine Show at the zoo, hiking on the coast, all the fun family times at Enemy Swim in South Dakota, Oregon Country Fair and sailing at Dorena Lake. And then just us. Being silly and goofy and making each other laugh. You always called me "Rachie" as adults and every time I hear that I will think of you. You were so excited about life and so alive....which is why it's so hard to believe you are gone. love you forever brother--Rachel Ronning, FB
#2 Funeral Leaflet
The Last Battle
Richard read a series of books to Rachel and Andrew when they were children entitled The Chronicles of Narnia. On the last page of the last book of the series by CS Lewis, the lion named Aslan (who represents Christ) explains the final fate of the two main characters, Peter and Lucy. Andrew had received a video of The Chronicles from his aunt Kari, which he watched many, many times. How he loved Aslan! Even to the point that he requested an Aslan birthday cake.—Richard and Laura
"You do not yet look so happy as I mean you to be", Aslan said. Lucy said, "We're so afraid of being sent away, Aslan. And you have sent us back into our own world so often."
"No fear of that", said Aslan. "Have you not guessed?" Their hearts leaped and a wild hope rose within them.
"There was a real railway accident," said Aslan softly. "Your father and mother and all of you are—as you used to call it in the Shadow-Lands—dead. The term is over; the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning."
And as He spoke, He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after.
But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story, which no one on earth has read: which goes on forever; in which every chapter is better than the one before.
"For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created things, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord"—Romans 8:38-39
Celebration of Life (at Mahoney State Park, after interment of ashes in Lincoln, Nebraska, by his grandparents' memorial.
Andrew Ulrich Ronning
Born February 28, 1988 ~ Died May 13, 2020
Welcome: Pastor Glen Hudson.
Eulogy: Rachel Ronning, Sister & Marit Derichs, Cousin.
Special Music: Andrew Buller, friend, Jeff Mount, Blair High School Band Teacher, Jon and Ashley Buller, friends.
Slide show.
Special Memories & Tributes.
Reading: Kari Ronning, Aunt. Closing and Table prayer: Richard & Laura Ulrich Ronning, Pastor Glen Hudson
Luncheon
~~~ Obituaries and funeral leaflet courtesy of the Nebraska Washington County Genealogical Society. Newspaper clippings and leaflets on file in the Blair Public Library at Blair, Nebraska.~~~
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