Saturday, February 18, 2006

Remembering Ryan Kenneth Brown

It's a cold, snowy, lazy day here in Nashville, and as I sit in my recliner, listening to the A River Runs Through It soundtrack, putting the final touches on my sermon for tomorrow, my mind drifts to memories of my roommate from freshman year at, then, Northeast Missouri State University. His name was Ryan Kenneth Brown, or "Hottie Brown" as the ladies liked to call him. He had long, wavy, brown hair to match my long, wavy, blonde hair. Ryan was one of those people who lit up a room as soon as he walked in. He had a great love for nature and was more at home riding his bike or swimming at the state park outside of Kirksville than he was in a dorm room or classroom. When he would read something fascinating about ants or wolves, or whatever, he would interrupt me and excitedly tell me about it. He wasn't so sure that the advances of modernity were all that great, even medicine. He wondered aloud whether any of it really made our lives better. Anyway, there were many days that first year at Northeast, soon to be Truman, when we would sit in our room, watching the snow fall, and listen to the soundtracks from A River Runs Through It, Glory, and other CDs of soothing music. Those are still my default study CDs. For a brief moment there, on this cold, snowy, lazy day, I was taken back to 305 Centennial Hall with Ryan Brown. Good memories of a good friend.

4 comments:

leah said...

Um, is Ryan dead? I mean, I couldn't tell, but maybe so? I hope not. Apologies, Ryan, if you are not. Apologies, Alan, for not writing a comment before this lousy one.

Alan Bancroft said...

Sadly, yes, Ryan passed away in the fall of 2000. He was out west hiking and camping with friends, and one night he went out for a walk and didn't come back. The next morning, his friends found him. Apparently he was rock climbing and fell. That was a rough phone call for me to get. thanks for asking for clarification. I should have made things more clear in the original post.

Anonymous said...

Alan,
ryan was golden and your words were wonderful. i am so glad to have found this...as tears stream down my face.

tp7539 said...

Today I did a lot of thinking about Ryan. He was fantastic. I remember the moment when Jeremy called me with the horrible news of his death. I was alone...and felt 'really' alone after that call. Over the years, Ryan has meant a lot to me. As I'm running through my regular trails, I often feel Ryan with me. It's extremely powerful...zen-like.

Thinking of you Ryan