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Ron Edgington was born in Corpus Christi, Texas on May 31, 1940, to Harold Orr Edgington and Abbie Duncan. After graduation from high school and some college courses, he joined the Corpus police department. He later worked for Kirbyville, Texas Police Department as Chief of Police. He continued his law enforcement career in Woodville and finally in Huntsville. After leaving the police department in Huntsville, he began work at the Texas Department of Criminal Justice Internal Affairs where he retired in 1996.
Ron was a great friend to all he came in contact with. He loved his Facebook sites because he rekindled childhood friendships on the “We Grew Up in Corpus Christi” site as well as his own personal page. He would meet people on vacations like a Canadian Royal Mounty that he maintained correspondence with for years.
His love for youngsters was well known. They found him to be just a good playmate, only larger than them. He played games with them, sang and made up silly songs with them. He was truly a kid at heart. A great memory for him was watching Tom & Jerry cartoons with the grand kids and the development of Alexis and the Bug Squasher tapes.
Ron was diagnosed with cancer in 2006. He underwent treatment several times. While he was taking harsh chemo drugs at Sam Houston Cancer Center, he observed several patients inquire if there was a chaplain available. There was not, so he decided when he got well enough he would volunteer to be the chaplain and so a ministry was born. This ministry grew to include the hospital as well. Ron made so many new friends through this ministry, felt it was such a great gift and the reason God kept him alive those additional years.
Beginning in 1988, Ron started a new hobby that evolved into a small business. He had watched a prison inmate make law enforcement jewelry and he found it fascinating. After several years of this sideline business he was featured in a segment of “Eyes of Texas”.
Ron loved the Mexico Missions work. He began his involvement in the early 90s and added to his knowledge of Spanish by taking several courses at Sam Houston State University (SHSU) so he could better serve the people he spoke with. In 2000, he and a SHSU student went to Valles, Mexico and stayed with a family for about a month. They spent their days traveling the country to the little villages to get to know them better and assist them in reaching those areas with the gospel.
One of the things he missed most when his health began to fail was going to visit our brethren in Mexico.
Ron loved gulf coast fishing and spent many hours at the beach watching the waves and “clearing the cobwebs out of his head”.
Ron and Norma met at the Huntsville Church of Christ in 1983. They married in 1984 with a commitment to have the Lord as the primary focus of their lives. This past January they celebrated 34 years together.
Ron was preceded in death by his parents, his brother George and his brother Harold.
He is survived by his wife Norma and brother Henry, children-sons Rick and wife Teri, Ronnie and wife Audra, Sherman and wife Cynthia, daughters Gena and husband Mike, Angela and husband Rodger, and Sheila and husband Roy; grandchildren Candace Houchin; Taylor, Jason, Jared, Sara, Joshua and Helen Edgington; Chris and Cassie Reyna; Billy Chesnut; Jordan and Alexis Moore; eleven great-grandchildren and numerous nieces and nephews.
Memorial Service is Friday March 2, 2018 at 11:00 AM
Huntsville Church of Christ
Hwy 30
Huntsville, TX, US http://www.shmfh.com/obituaries/Ronald-Edgington-2/#!/Obituary
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Ben Moberley
Ronnie and I have spoken a few times in the last 11 years since I retired and moved back to Texas in 2007. Ronnie and I have been friends for more than 70 years. We grew up in a close-knit neighborhood that was several blocks south of Del Mar College at the time (now that neighborhood is under Del Mar College). Lots of kids to play with back in the 40’s and 50’s. With no TVs, we were always playing at something: played Army, cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians, or replaying whatever the Kiddy Matinee movie we saw that week. Ronnie and I were pretty close, and certainly enjoyed hanging together in those early years. One especially fond memory--I’ve never forgotten the hunting trip Ronnie and I made to Taft one summer. We were after big game (rabbits). After we made our one kill, we decided to roast it for dinner. We skinned it, and started cooking it on a crude spit over a small fire. We were proud of our skills, but we weren’t very patient. We got hungry and decided it was done enough after five minutes. It was tough, but we thought it was tasty just the same; we had never heard about tularemia, but that didn’t matter. All of us were tough back then. All of us classmates know how blessed we were to live and grow up in those times. While I didn’t see or talk with Ronnie all that often in these later years, it is fun reflecting on the times we had together as kids.