Don Edinborough was a great
friend to Rasor Road. Don worked at the Rasor Road gas
station (Beacon Station) from the late 80s until his
death in 2001. Don was a great friend of OC Keith's,
Jr's & Terry's. Don lived for many years at Rasor Ranch
and was the care taker of the property when JR owned it.
Photo of Don (left) and JR
(right) in the pool at the Ranch
A few things
I hear many people talk about
Don and some say that he used to own the Ranch (Not
I have heard stories from
people that say Don died at the Ranch (Not True)
Don had a very unique hand
shake. He would shake your had every time with a firm
military grip, look at you in the eyes and offer you a
beer... no matter what time of day.
We use to have a 5 hole,
sand, golf course out in the little dune in front of the
cabin. We would drink coffee in the morning as soon as
we would wake, then go straight to Bloody Mary's around
8:00 am and then to golf. Don's favorite hole was the
first hole. Upon reaching the 3rd hole, the girls in
their bikini's would get on the quads and bring us cold
beer. We did this every weekend that we were out there.
Upon Don's passing, he was
cremated and some of our close friends all met at the
1st hole and had said a prayer. We then did a shot of
Don's favorite drink (Crown Royal) and spread his ashes
across the first hole. Then 'Conan' Keith tee'd off one
last time in the name of Don.
Don was one with the desert.
No matter what month is was, you could always find Don
in a pair of shorts, tennis shoes and a Beacon Station
When you would show up at the
Ranch, Don may of not had any food to offer you but he
always had a cold beer for you.
Don would go back and forth
to work from the Ranch to the gas station every day on
his very old 3 wheeler. He would travel that road down
the Mojave River Trail to Rasor Road, twice a day
drinking a cold beer doing about 4 mile per hour....
time meant nothing to him. He never had a working
headlight that I knew of. Just slow and driving by
If we told Don that we were
bringing out cute girls with thong bikinis, then he
would always have to pool clean for us... we learned
that quick!.. LOL
For lunch, Bonney (Jr's wife)
would make tacos every weekend. She made the best damn
tacos with all the trimmings. That was Don's favorite
meal. When lunch was ready Bonney would reach out the
Ranch kitchen window and pull on the cord that rang the
lunch bell. I remember one time Bonney forgot the
cilantro and it was just not the same. She was a great
Back row: Conan Keith in
green hat, John, OC Keith with daughter on sholders,
Tiffany (Terry's daughter)
Center row: John (white
shirt, ex station owner) Sharron and Ray Patterson (ex
owners of the cabin next to the Ranch) Carol (blonde on
right with stripe jacket is Terry's wife)
Front row: Tracy (hose), JR
and his friend.
Joe & JR sitting at the First
Hole (Don's favorite) at sun down
John & JR (OC Keith daughter
Kris in blue jacket and son Colten (CJ) on right
JR & Terry Young (yeah... JR
taking the last drive..... In the name of Don
The reason he is called
'Conan' Keith and I am 'OC'Keith is due to Bonney (JR's
wife) got tired of mixing us up so she name me OC Keith
due to me living in the OC and Conan Keith cuz he had a
huge as set of mussels... I mean this dude is strong!
As the sun went down.... we
cracked open the bottle of Crown Royal and had a shot.
You knew when it was time to
spread the ashes, cuz God made the sky a work of art.
All of us took a hand full of
ashes, did a shot of Crown Royal and threw Don to the
wind at the first hole of our sand golf course. We
shared many stories, shared some tears and laughed.
When we were done with the
funeral and spreading Don's ashes... Jr took a moment
and sat at the first hole by himself. There was a moment
of silence. At that time, Jr wept.
Dang... we miss you buddy
Rasor Road will never be the same without you...
We try hard to be great hosts at the Ranch now that you
But no one could ever replace your hand shake and great
R.I.P Don Edinborough
We Love You Man!