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Renee Beus
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A candle was lit by Ryan Beus
on May 25, 2018 11:29 AM
A candle was lit by Lance W.
on November 11, 2017 1:14 PM
Message from Lance W.
November 11, 2017 1:13 PM
I am mentally, emotionally and physically ill from hearing about Renee's passing. I can't imagine how you, as family, must feel. I'm so very and truly sorry for your (and OUR) loss.
Unfortunately, I only JUST heard about it late last night because I quit driving for Radio Cab in 2015 but I was in the area last night and decided to pop in and shoot the breeze with one of the gas station attendants and he told me.
So... I obviously met Renee at Radio Cab and, to be honest, we had a "good acquaintances" relationship but I liked her, A LOT, as a person because (as I know you know) she was ALWAYS quick to smile. Or laugh. Or tell a twisted joke. She was the PERFECT amount of sarcastic and, basically, seemed to Enjoy. Living. Life.
She would frequently take time off from driving cab to travel and/or explore and/or go on adventures and would be gone from the Radio Cab garage juuuuust long enough to almost fall into the "out of sight, out of mind" category and then: *POOF!* she'd reappear at the key box in the garage, ready to drive, like she'd never been gone; except that she'd regale whomever was around with a virtual raconteur's bag full of stories of her travels.
I, frequently, seemed to be around for these tales and once she built up steam and got goin' I CLEARLY wasn't going anywhere 'til she was either done with her story or... just done.
With me.
With the moment.
With (what seemed like) everything.
She was endlessly entertaining, intelligent, creative, and talented and had this positive, boundless, energy that issued forth from her, filled the room and felt good to be around!
Another thing about Renee that I REALLY liked was, she frequently walked around with this wry look on her face like... SHE (and SHE, alone) was privy to some esoteric knowledge...
wasn't gonna share "It" with anyone...
and THAT seemed to amuse her; akin to being the only one in the room who was in-on The Joke, if that makes ANY sense, whatsoever...?
It does to me and, trust me, it's meant as a compliment. It went hand-in-hand with the confidence she exuded at all times!
Lastly, the Salted-Lemon-Juice-In-The-Wound, for me, is that I found out too late to attend any service held for her AND since she's interred in Boise, I'm unable to visit her place of rest.
I hope there was a wonderful celebration of her life & times.
Well, there ye have it: my Minor tribute to the Major being that
Was...
Is...
and Shall Be:
Renee Beus.
I apologize for the poorly-written, cliché-riddled pap this was but it spewed from a brain that is misery-laden; combined with a spur-of-the-moment, how-I-was-feeling-about-Renee spontaneity.
And this, too, is cliché but I don't give a rip: we all ARE better for having known her but worse for having lost her. The World o'er...
Lance
Unfortunately, I only JUST heard about it late last night because I quit driving for Radio Cab in 2015 but I was in the area last night and decided to pop in and shoot the breeze with one of the gas station attendants and he told me.
So... I obviously met Renee at Radio Cab and, to be honest, we had a "good acquaintances" relationship but I liked her, A LOT, as a person because (as I know you know) she was ALWAYS quick to smile. Or laugh. Or tell a twisted joke. She was the PERFECT amount of sarcastic and, basically, seemed to Enjoy. Living. Life.
She would frequently take time off from driving cab to travel and/or explore and/or go on adventures and would be gone from the Radio Cab garage juuuuust long enough to almost fall into the "out of sight, out of mind" category and then: *POOF!* she'd reappear at the key box in the garage, ready to drive, like she'd never been gone; except that she'd regale whomever was around with a virtual raconteur's bag full of stories of her travels.
I, frequently, seemed to be around for these tales and once she built up steam and got goin' I CLEARLY wasn't going anywhere 'til she was either done with her story or... just done.
With me.
With the moment.
With (what seemed like) everything.
She was endlessly entertaining, intelligent, creative, and talented and had this positive, boundless, energy that issued forth from her, filled the room and felt good to be around!
Another thing about Renee that I REALLY liked was, she frequently walked around with this wry look on her face like... SHE (and SHE, alone) was privy to some esoteric knowledge...
wasn't gonna share "It" with anyone...
and THAT seemed to amuse her; akin to being the only one in the room who was in-on The Joke, if that makes ANY sense, whatsoever...?
It does to me and, trust me, it's meant as a compliment. It went hand-in-hand with the confidence she exuded at all times!
Lastly, the Salted-Lemon-Juice-In-The-Wound, for me, is that I found out too late to attend any service held for her AND since she's interred in Boise, I'm unable to visit her place of rest.
I hope there was a wonderful celebration of her life & times.
Well, there ye have it: my Minor tribute to the Major being that
Was...
Is...
and Shall Be:
Renee Beus.
I apologize for the poorly-written, cliché-riddled pap this was but it spewed from a brain that is misery-laden; combined with a spur-of-the-moment, how-I-was-feeling-about-Renee spontaneity.
And this, too, is cliché but I don't give a rip: we all ARE better for having known her but worse for having lost her. The World o'er...
Lance
A candle was lit by Liberty Ranch- Wind family
on October 25, 2017 1:10 PM
Message from John Canales
October 19, 2017 9:48 PM
My deepest condolences to your family and friends. We will miss you forever my Ray Ray. You are a start forever shining bright! Safe travels my friend!
Jc
Jc
A candle was lit by John C
on October 19, 2017 9:46 PM
Message from Jim Campbell
October 19, 2017 2:41 PM
I met Renee at Latus in March the day after I arrived in Oregon City to restart my life. Her open loving kind energy made her an oasis in my life at a very difficult time in my life. I would swing by the shop just to talk to her........it just felt good to stand by her and take in her energy and to see that smile and hear that laugh. I'm grateful for the short time I got to experience Renee and sad that it was cut short but knowing her for the time I did I know she was doing what she loved and I have so much love and respect for the way she lived her life full out. Renee you inspired me and continue to and will always put a smile on my face when I think about you.
A candle was lit by Jim Campbell
on October 19, 2017 2:33 PM
A candle was lit by Amy
on October 18, 2017 2:16 PM
Message from Lyndon
October 18, 2017 9:14 AM
Renee was an event. I stumbled across her at the Triumph store while attending a conference in Portland. I need a Kriega bag for my son's birthday, and the Triumph store was listed as a stockist. Renee was on me the minute I locked onto a red Thruxton R. When she discovered I worked at HP, her eyes lit like sparklers and she told me that her dad did, too. "Oh yeah, who is he?" "Kelly Fackrell?" "What, you're not sure?" Then I told her that I knew Kelly well. Instant buddies.
I'm not sure how anyone at the Triumph store kept up with her pace, because I'm sure her energy level set the bar. Her business card still graces my tool box in the garage.
The world isn't a better place without Renee, by a long shot. But whomever is in charge of the place she's at now has surely got a tiger by the tail. I'd pay good money for that ringside seat.
I'm not sure how anyone at the Triumph store kept up with her pace, because I'm sure her energy level set the bar. Her business card still graces my tool box in the garage.
The world isn't a better place without Renee, by a long shot. But whomever is in charge of the place she's at now has surely got a tiger by the tail. I'd pay good money for that ringside seat.
A candle was lit by Lyndon Nolan
on October 18, 2017 9:08 AM
A candle was lit by Teresa and Sara Spritzer
on October 18, 2017 8:25 AM
A candle was lit by Shawntelle and Ted Pendagast
on October 17, 2017 6:15 PM
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