Electric Golf Cart

[KJWhitecraft]

Ron Stith’s estate. Electric golf cart . Stored by Adam Anderson. Needs 2 batteries. He ran out of time. FREE. Come pick it up; you can talk to his old golf partner. It will work fine.
To much for me
231-448-2266
231- 675-6203

[DStith79]

I want to say thank you to everyone who posted all of these kind words about my father. He most certainly was a complicated man with big heart and always a story to tell. As you all know, your time with my father started when mine ended. He was a great father. Always with my sister and I teaching us sports and life skills and imparting wisdom and humor on us. When my parents divorced they did the best thing for us children and they got along and worked together and never said a bad word or made us feel like we had to pick a side. Absolutely the most involved dad there has ever been and I am grateful for that. I have 2 kids of my own (2 yrs+4 yrs) and I try to follow the example he set while I work to try and give them a better life. But every story has its issues. When I was in high school at 16, I was told by a classmate (Goodrich) that my dad was leaving the next day to move to Beaver with his aunt. I got out of the classroom and called him and he was playing ball with my sister. He told me it was true. A 16 year old boy was given one day to process a life without his father who lived a block away and was always here. I despised him for a very long time for that until I became an adult and understood he deserved to have the pursuit of happiness. But at the time it shook me to my core and I didn't talk to him for a long time. Ive been to Beaver a few times but dad and I really maybe talked 20 times since he moved there. I regret how I handled the situation and I find myself on days like today just wishing I had one chance to call and hear his voice. The chance that I passed on every day nearly for 20 years. My dad taught me how to be a father in so many ways. The good and there was a lot and the one thing. I will never do which is walk out on my kids. I spent years 16-33 in a battle with addiction and I was in rehab for the first tike when my dad died. I got the call in an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting that he was gone. He never got to see or hear me sober once my adult life, but I'm so thankful that he died knowing I was sober and fighting for a better life. I have struggled with his passing inside but I don't share with anyone. I just wish I could have a chat with him.We never had a man to man. But I know he loved me and I loved him. Complicated relationship and I hope he is looking down and seeing me win this battle with addiction a day at a time while raising my 2 girls by myself with full custody. My dad is a big part of my parenting and fighting for sobriety and being awarded full custody when most men in my situation may have folded. But he taught me I will never abandon my little girls. They will never know the pain I suffered.. My biggest regret is that they never got to me Grandpa Ronnie. It breaks my heart. But 6 blocks from my house is a mural of the Portland Rockets Baseball Hall of Fame with his young vibrant and full of life smile that we visit often and chat to him. He was the best. My sister has struggled dearly with his loss and still is. My father didn't have much but he was coming home to redo his will. He would have been home right now with us. Unfortunately he didn't make it home and his children and grandchildren were cut out of the will by what i can only say was a selfish and premeditated marriage. Karen, I dont think my father would have chose for whatever he had left to go to you. He didnt make it home to redo his will and thats ok. I dont care. Its tough but I will be ok. I will also pray for you Karen. Because it must take a cold heart or no heart at all to fake a marriage with someone much much older and then steal whatever little is left that could have set up a trust for his grandchildren. I didnt want to make this public but I think Beaver Island deserves to know the true colors of Karen Whitecraft and I hope any man reading this will steer clear. She was even texting my sister talking about him and calling him the wrong name. Its sad. Heartbreaking. But I will pray for you Karen. You used him and got exactly what you wanted when he died. You got the best of both worlds while my sister and I took loss after loss so you could have just a little more. Its nice of you to give his things away though. I'm so thankful i never answered your calls and I told my sister not to. I knew exactly what this was when dad told me he was with you and your age and you were getting married after a short time. I told him not to. I told him your heart wasnt in the right spot. It wasnt red, it was green. You should feel shame but im sure you dont feel at all. Beaver Island thank you for your kind words and for providing my father a home and friendships that he deeply valued and to the commenter that was dads landlord God Bless You. You were so good to my father and he could have never stayed on Beaver Island without your generosity, kindness, friendship. Thats what good people are. I dont know your names but I know your intentions were pure with my dad and he was so lucky to have friends like you. Im sorry for such a lengthy post, I have just bottled this up since Oct. 27, 2019 and I needed to get it off my chest and let it go. Thank you all so much again. My father lived more happily in his last 20 years than his first 54 combined. I wish I would have understood life sooner and not held a grudge against him and wasted 17 years almost of precious time that i will never get back. We live and learn and I will take the lessons he taught me good and bad and be the best father I can be. Thank you thank you thank you.

Sincerely from a father, a son, a brother and a grateful addict in recovery (9-2-19). May God Bless you all and thank you again for your kindness and friendship to my dad.

David Stith

[KJWhitecraft]

Oh dear,
Grief has no timeframe. I understand.i wish you had called or texted as I do not know you.it was not my wish to become your fathers executor. Your father died on my birthday & I loved him very much. Please feel free to contact me with your questions as I don’t believe this is the right place to lash out at me & air your grievances against me. You are ill informed, or uninformed but again I understand your grief. Wishing you peace. Karen