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I thought he died. It's spelled r-e-t-i-r-e-d, Solly.
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Ron has retired and moved from California back to his home state of South Carolina. He is still quite alive. Always an interesting fellow. SCOTT
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Jun 22, 2019 - 9:03 PM
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https://www.filmscoremonthly.com/board/posts.cfm?threadID=134942&forumID=7&archive=0 Tony, I posted the above thread in March wondering where Ron was. People said he was on Facebook, so I knew he was okay. I love his postings. In the past week or so he has posted a few times at FSM. Wish he'd visit here more often. Thanks, Joan and all FSM-ers who responded. I was in New York recently and got together with a friend, who is a theatre historian and writer. Ron Pulliam's name came up in our conversation. Years ago my friend wrote an on-line column that always ended with a very tough theatre trivia question. The names of readers who e-mailed him the right answer would be listed in the next column. On at least one occasion, I noticed Ron's name among the winners. My friend mentioned he had not heard from him in a number of years. I did a search of FSM a few days ago but nothing from recent years came up. I always enjoyed reading Ron's posts and sometimes replied with comments. His list of favorite composers is quite similar to mine. However, we did disagree about one thing. For some reason, Ron disliked a few of Charles Boyer's film performances and posted about it once. I'm a loyal Boyer fan and chided him (respectfully, but amusingly I hope) about this subject. Several years ago Ron very generously mailed me his duplicate FSM composer cards which enabled me to complete my collection. It was a very nice gesture and I've never forgotten it. Anyway, it's great to hear that he's doing well and enjoying his retirement in South Carolina.
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Jun 23, 2019 - 10:03 AM
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Ron Pulliam
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I am beyond amazed and flattered by this thread. In early 2017, I decided I would retire at some point that year. I had to reach the 20-year mark to get my benefits, so I attended a class to sort out all the particulars. I returned to my workplace and stated my intentions to my boss and to Human Resources. I established a retirement date of July 29, 2017, That was in early April. From then until mid-September, I had to go through 25 years of accumulation of CDs, DVDs, books and other things, plus everything I had stored from my 23 1/2 years in the Navy. It was not a pretty task. I even lost sleep over it. I would go to bed dead-tired and then awaken around 3 a.m. with thoughts racing through my brain over what to keep and what to discard. Bottom line: ANGST. I knew I would be returning to South Carolina. It's my home state, my mom was here and all my mother's side of the family. My dad's family is also on the east coast, but in North Carolina (yes, there IS a difference) and Virginia. I contacted a company that could move me within my timetable and learned I could save a bunch of money by packing up myself. Oof. It was worth it in the end, but it was back-breaking. I had two storage units plus my 600-sq.ft. condo to empty out. I rented a third storage unit and put everything I boxed up inside that. It was a total disruption of my life as I knew it. That it all got done still amazes me. I flew out of the Bay Area on Sept 14, 2017 and arrived in South Carolina the next morning. All of my worldly goods arrived in mid-October and went into another storage unit. There it sits to this day, undisturbed. I had mailed quite a few things to myself, as well, and I got those things sorted out. I also had two wardrobe boxes separated from the shipped goods and brought to my house. As I settled into this life of retirement, I found myself catering to my mom and her sister (who lives across the street) as a chauffeur, hauling them to their many different medical appointments or to Walmart 19 miles away for weekly shopping. Johnston SC is a very small town in Edgefield County in lower western South Carolina. We are a 30-minute drive from Augusta GA, a 20-minute drive from Aiken SC and about an hour away from Columbia SC. I guess the first six months or so seemed more like a daze to me. I continued to buy OSTs and movies, but the ones I had were in storage and I was content to leave them there until I could work out where I would put them in the house. The house is a ranch-style layout. Have about 3,000 square feet, two bedrooms, 2 1/2 baths and tons of closet storage, most of which my mother used. I believe she had everything she had ever worn in those closets. {I recently donated all her clothes and shoes and accessories to a local church for the annual 23-mile rummage sale held in these parts. Those closets are now empty and one of them is ripe for conversion to a CD/DVD storage room). In April 2018, my mom developed a case of influenza and was hospitalized. She also had a bit of pneumonia. She was in hospital in Augusta GA for one month, and then was transferred to Edgefield County hospital (local) for rehab...physical therapy. She was 88 years old and the flu knocked her for a loop. She had to re-learn how to walk. At the end of May, she was released and came home. We had a few adjustments to make and I became caretaker. She received at-home therapy and personal care one day a week. I cooked meals and such. By July, she was up and walking and driving herself around town. At the end of July, she began experiencing some aches and pains that bothered her and I took her to our doctor. He said it was her heart and back to hospital in Augusta we went. She seemed to recover after a couple of days and I expected to bring her home on a Monday morning. Instead, I was awakened by a phone call from her doctor advising me that I needed to come as soon as possible as they found her lungs were half filled with fluid and that it would be touch-and-go that day. She rallied and recovered but things were never the same again. Back to Edgefield County Hospital she went for rehab but she was never able to walk again. By the end of August, I was making arrangements for a nursing home when she died shortly after 6 p.m. on August 30, That was ten months ago, and it seems unreal. I have lately begun thinking about all the time I have been away from the things I loved the most, but I have felt out of the loop. That said, I did return to this message board this week and peeked at a few threads, commented on one or two, and revisited posts from previous years. It is true I remain active on Facebook, but I have many contacts with relatives and old friends there, so it's easier to one-stop-shop as I have access to film music groups, as well. There is nobody I know of in these here parts who give a flip about films, much less film music. In Oakland, I could always count on the guys at Intrada. Didn't visit them often, but it was comfort knowing they were nearby. But, there is this Messageboard and all you folks from various places around the country and the world, and I can't imagine being without it. Thanks for following my ramble. And thanks to those who had kind words!
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The Premature burial
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