Ron Flugum:  Our Heavenly Host

On the Iowa prairie,
Was born a man quite merry,
Family and friends his greatest treasure!

With a melodious voice,
He made a choice,
Serving God was his greatest pleasure!

Then on to St. Ole,
And Luther Sem’ to study Holy,
But the Army needed his service!

After war’s rancor,
Business tech his new anchor,
Computer language gave him new verses!

Then a Dream Career,
Took him to The Last Frontier,
His life was never the same!

He traveled the world,
Language in his mind swirled,
As he researched the Flugum name!

Now his bass voice bellows,
Among the Heavenly fellows,
Praising the Lord Most High!

To our dear friend Ron,
Your legacy carries on,
Now off with the angels you fly!

By Quentin Johnson