Some of the times I remember being happiest were times I was sitting in my house listening to Pat and Ron call Cubs games on the radio. The last one I listened to must have been no later than 2006, when I moved. He'd already had both legs amputated and his number 10 had been retired at Wrigley. He played his entire career with diabetes. And like countless other Cubs fans, he lived his entire life without ever seeing them win the World Series. So long, Ron. Maybe next year.