Birth date: Apr 1, 1972 Death date: Jul 30, 2019
Ronnie Lee Miller, Jr., son of Ronnie Lee Miller, Sr. and Debra H. Cardin Miller, was born April 1, 1972, in Rome, Georgia. He departed this life Tuesday, July 30, 2019, from injuries received in an accident near Lebanon, Missouri Read Obituary
I always looked up to Ronnie Lee, being the oldest of all us cousins. As a kid I watched him jam out on his guitar, thinking to myself he was going to be the greatest RockStar ever..and then he introduced me to OZZY! 😄. He was smarter than he ever led on and more loving and forgiving in situations I wouldn’t have been. He had a big heart and will never be forgotten. I love you Ronnie Lee 😭
So sorry to hear about Ronnie! We hung out a lot at my house having bbq's and playing horseshoes. Going to miss you dearly my friend! RIP BRO <3
We had so many memories. We once scared some kids at a park at night. I once talked him into getting on a pony that wasn't broke.
He told me when he was a pre teen that when he grew up we were going to become truck drivers together and see the world.
I'm gonna miss him!
I have so many great memories with Ronnie. We all hung out as a group of friends when we were teenagers. Ronnie was hilarious and he never went a single day without making us laugh. RIP Ronnie.
Will always remember the good old days of hanging around the neighborhood. Loved the days of my brother and him jamming and us girls singing. He. Did torture me some lol. He was a great friend and I was happy when he reached out to me on Facebook over the last year. Sharing pictures and talking about his kids and grandkids. He will never be forgotten. RIP
I remember the day his mother passed. I was the first person to the house. He took my hand and I invited him to our house down the road until everything was done. His words to me were "My mom was always there for me, I'm not leaving her now" and so we stayed. I remember those words as if it were yesterday because it reminds me of what a loving, caring person he was.
He was 4 years older so when he would go out and do bad things as a teenager I would go and listen to him talk in his sleep and tell about everything he did.
He was great at guess gifts or just really good at rewrapping, lol
He drew the cockpit instruments of a helicopter once when I was little and I was in aww at his drawing talent that he got from our grandma Polly. My stickmen are crooked.
