Ronnie J. “PeeWee” Temple age 70 of Fulton, IL, passed away Wednesday Dec. 28, 2022 at his home. Cremation rites have been accorded and a Celebration of Life Service will be held at 7:00 PM Wednesday Jan. 4th at the Pape Funeral Home. Visitation will be held Wednesday 5 – 7 PM–at the funeral home. Memorials to the St. Jude’s Children Hospital. Online condolences may be left at www.papefh.com.
Ronnie was born on Jan. 11, 1952 in Clinton, IA, the son of Joseph and Johanna (Schaver) Temple. He graduated from Fulton High School in 1970. He was a crew leader 3-M in Cordova, IL. Ronnie enjoyed riding his Harley, going to car shows, fishing, and going on Sunday afternoon car rides.
Ronnie is survived by his loving companion of seven years, Donna Johnson of Fulton, IL; his brother, Steve (Kim) Temple of Fulton, IL; several cousins; and special friends, Brent VanDrew, Becky Marx, and Bird Dog. He was preceded in death by his parents.
RIP sorry for your loss. Had so many fun times with Pee Wee.
Where do I start grandpa?! I know I was your favorite person, you don’t have to hide that ?.. we did everything together., fishing trips to Lake Michigan (or simply cat tail slough), bike rides all over the big “city” of Fulton, dinner dates to candlelight with the family, donuts and coffee before work with buckwheat!… trips to rodchester to see great grandma, jamming out to Christmas music (getting there to watch the helicopters to leave or come in)…swimming in the pool but having to sneak to run and jump in or steal dippers floating pad because it was better then the rest!.. Christmas at your house by the wood burner, I know dad fell asleep several times on the floor in front of that! (Also I know you loved my piano playing to welcome our “guest”).. family dinner around the table with you eating your tub of cottage cheese, and dooper begging at your feet (pretty sure she was fed before we all got our plates!)… I remember going to get Emily from the breeder! … all those hot august World Series weekends at the drag strip! I know we got our steps in that weekend! so many autographs and tshirts! There was no line you wouldn’t wait in for me! .. teaching me how to drive a stick shift (minus the clutch!) … watching rescue 911 and cops! I’ll never forget when we got pulled over in your truck, I bawled my eyes out thinking you were going to get arrested (probably too many episodes of cops!)… pretty sure I made it clear I hated that cop who pulled you over! (Also pretty sure I got you out of a taillight ticket for me acting over dramatic) ….getting impatient with grandma for taking so long while we were trying to leave! (She hated when we honked at her from the driveway!)….. when we lived in 18th Ave, the storms would roll in, and a tornado warning would be issued, mom and dad would grab us kids and up to the house we went to hide out in your “basement”aka dirt hole haha…. You, grandma Cheryl, great- grandpa Joe and grandma would come to our house on Christmas morning, I’ll never forget when grandpa Joe ran the bells like Santa, I ran so fast down those stairs to “catch Santa” and you guys said “I just missed him!”… when I was 16 you also told me you were going to be the one who bought my first car, and you did!! … when I had my son, Aidyn, you held him and kept telling me how perfect he was…My wedding, you were there.. so many memories together.. but I’ll never forget when I fell asleep in your bed with grandma, you got home, I was in the middle, you started sleep talking about Vanessa.. grandma said who the hell is Vanessa and you said “yeah yeah yeah, I love you too!” ??… seriously so many real and raw memories together! You always filled my piggy bank, and deposited some of your paycheck into an account for me… your address was the first address I memorized because I lived with you until was 5… your phone number was the first number I memorized as well 815-589-2633… your old timer neighbors I thought were my best friends so I talked their ear off “Don and Dort!”.. sledding down the hill at your house in the poly bags from 3M… seriously I am so glad I have real memories to remember you by! Times we shared together that NOODY can take away! I know I was your best friend, because you were my best friend! I loved you more than life itself. You were an invincible man! When you told me you were diabetic, we always tracked and monitored your insulin, taught me watch foods and drinks I needed to give you if you were low or high… gosh I even remember going to see Your friend in the hospital with you Koenes?! I might have spelled it wrong…. When he was sick!… and to your company 3M picnic.. thank Jesus for allowing my memory to be filled with you! I hope you go rest high on that mountain and never look back at this place on earth. You had a heart of gold, and nobody could convince me differently… I’m so sorry life was so different these least 5 years for you. When you were losing your mind, I should have been there more. I’m
Sorry I didn’t know and was hidden from you for so long… your mind faded but I know your love for me didnt! When you saw me on the phone on Father’s Day this year.. you covered your mouth and sobbed.. sobbed! I couldn’t speak and neither could you… I knew at that moment maybe your mind slipped but you didn’t forget me… I know what I meant to you even if I wasn’t able to say goodbye!! You are fre now papa peewee!! So free, I know you are riding your Harley, flipping people off, ain’t taking no names! Thanks for so many memories! Your house was the house that built me! I wish I could go back one more time and just sit there, and reminisce.. thank you for everything you did for me, and will continue to do… love you so much!!! Forever, your little best friend! – Nona!
So many amazing memories ❤️. Such an amazing man who touched so many lives. PeeWee we love you so much and are so grateful that we had you on our lives ?????
Sorry to hear of PeeWee’s passing. Remember running with him and Tim Koenes back in the 70’s. He was a great guy. Prayers and condolenses to the family.
So sorry. RIP PeeWee. We had so many fun times together and you will never be forgotten!