It was and always will be an honour to have had the privilege to know you Ron with both you and Elaine always having a safe and welcoming home for how loudly and proudly you would rave about Stevie’s successes in life the way you would light up with a smile at her when we would walk into the house always showing what great level of love you had for the people you held the closest to you all the times we sat down at the counter well you were in the kitchen doing some task you would start asking about our day and what we got up to listening to all our stories that we would have to repeat a few time so you could hear but most importantly you would Always ask how we were and really want to know if everything was going well in life and you would always be so glad when it was thank you and Elaine for always letting me tag along with Stevie and spend so many nights sleeping over all the time we used the computer room to watch movies and still always being so inviting I will forever hold the great memories I got to experience in your presence

Have many fond memories working with Ron at Fonterra. One of life's true gentlemen. RIP Ron. Condolences to Green family

To my beloved brother who was always there when I needed him. Thank you. I will miss you.

Ron was a warm, helpful friend and a great example to us all as a husband and father. I wanted to be at his funeral to support Elaine and catch up with Ron's family but I was not allowed to drive down from Auckland.. I remember being at Ron and Elaine's wedding. My Dad worked for Elaine's father in the 1930s and the Udy and Oliver families kept up visits. I remember Ron as a parishioner when I was posted to Pahiatua as minister of St Paul's Union Church. Ron was a good friend and neighbour of Hart Udy. Hart spoke very highly of Ron and I was to find out why as I got to know him and he began to join us for Sunday worship. I have some standout memories: One was Ron's support for Elaine when she had (and survived) a serious health crisis, another was their care for Rose and Christine. I know Ron was a good farmer and I was impressed when he decided to take a job with what was to become Fonterra, helping dairy farmers cope with many weather and financial challenges. I know almost first-hand what a big moral and physical help Ron was to some of my family. I spent a tough, wet 10 days helping this sharemilking couple who found themselves calving their herd on a new conversion farm where the cowshed was not finished and the raceways were knee-deep mud. They may not have survived without Ron's strong support. When Ron and Elaine moved to New Plymouth to be near family, that suited me nicely because I was often in Taranaki visiting my family. That meant I could visit them in each of their New Plymouth homes and I also saw Ron at several church services. We shared a deep interest in farming and people. When I last visited, Ron had recently returned home from a stay in hospital. When I turned up, he was outside talking to his neighbour. He was keen to get back driving so he could keep up with friends and family. He was keen to get back to church to worship his God and catch up with his friends. Yes, Ron was a man of faithand selfless service

Although we didn't see Uncle Ron and Aunty Elaine very often, visiting them in Mangamaire was always the highlight of my school holidays being a city kid. After they moved to Taranaki I particularly remember Uncle Ron escorting my then boyfriend, David, (now husband of 31 years) out around the Rhodos to establish his "intentions" and leaving him without any doubt that Uncle Ron was looking out for me.

I'm one of the Grove family kids who came to stay on the farm at Mangamaire in the school holidays. Ron and Elaine were infinitely patient and generous hosting numerous nephews, nieces, and cousins and offering us city kids a taste of NZ country life. One vivid memory was of my sister Helen accidentally kick starting one of the farm bikes, releasing the clutch and pulling the bike up into a wheelie and racing up the steps onto the concrete patio at the front of the house. Before the bike could crash through the glass sliding doors Uncle Ron flew out and pushed the speeding vertical bike (now minus my sister) off the patio and into the flowerbed. Infinite patience and lightning fast reactions! The folks would come to pick us up at the end of the week and on the way home we would tell them about all the adventures we had, and all the things we had broken. Dad would then tell us about all the things he broke on the farm when he was a kid visiting for the holidays - but that's another story. In later years we would catch up with Uncle Ron at family gatherings. My wife, Joanne always said he was one of the loveliest men she has ever met. Love David

Ron was a good Christian friend, not just personal but to all in the church. He also showed goodwill to those who didn't share his faith. His was a practical faith, eager in all he did for others and his Lord. For many years I was grateful for Ron's help in counting the Sundays' offerings. I remember our fellowship in our Bible study meetings on Fridays years ago. The Lord's blessing to you Elaine at this time and to all of your large family. Regards, John

As a young , inexperienced Consulting Officer in the Wairarapa, Ron was a huge support to me. Kind and always willing to listen and help when I needed. Sorry for your loss Green family and thank you for sharing such a lovely man who I will always remember. Regards Clare Beuth

Elaine, So sorry to hear of Ron's passing. He was a gentle man with a heart full of love and compassion. He knew what to say at the right time. I've often seen him around with his trailer, mowing lawns. Ron had a special place in my heart, and he always will. Sending hugs and prayers xxx Tarsha