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Ronald Carlton Elkins, 53, of Brazoria, Texas, passed away Sunday, March 21, 2004, at St. Luke's Hospital in Houston, Texas. Ronald was born on December 6, 1950, in Rockport, Texas. He is survived by his wife of 21 years, Gloria Elkins; father, Wesley John McCullough; four sisters; five brothers; and numerous other relatives. He was preceded in death by his parents, Robert C. and Molly Holt Elkins. Pallbearers will be Domingo Martinez, Jarvis Kramer, Bruno Arias, Ricky Garza Jr., Amador Huerta and Dexter Littlefield.
Funeral services will be held at 11:00 a.m. Friday, March 26, 2004, at Lakewood Funeral Chapel with Mr. Albin Olexy officiating. Burial will follow at Restwood Cemetery. Family will receive friends from 4:00 p.m. until 7:00 p.m. Thursday, March 25, 2004, at Lakewood Funeral Chapel, 98 N. Dixie Drive, Lake Jackson, Texas. (979) 297-6464.
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John Adcock
Ronnie was a good friend and a great running buddy in Elementary and throughout Jr High and High School. Ronnie, Skipper and I used to have great times in High School. Ronnie was easy going and the three of us were able to stay out of trouble because we were all kinda laid back. I believe that the three of us actually kept each other out of major trouble and I'm thankful that I had such a good friend in school. It is a shame that we didn't keep in touch after graduation.Tony Barnard
Ronnie and I were good friends from an early age. We lived in the same general area of Freeport, only a few blocks apart. We played sandlot ball, explored, hunted, and generally goofed off as much as we could. On his birthdays Ronnie’s folks would usually throw him a small party and Allen Sanders, Jeff Brashear, and I would sleep over at the Elkin’s house. Of course, we had pillow fights. But, the one thing I’ll never forget is how we would literally DESTROY his mom’s good pillows. How she and Mr. Elkins tolerated those fights I’ll never know. During our Junior High years, Ronnie had a membership at the Dow Hotel where the private club, swimming pool, and Rathskeller restaurant was. We would swim in the mornings and then have lunch at the Rathskeller. Just like a couple of millionaires. All we needed was the cognac and cigars. Great times!Tony Barnard