Leslie James Ponto of Neenah, passed away in his sleep at home on December 20, 2020. Les was the eldest of 5 children born to James and Joan (Strong) Ponto. He was born September 5, 1953 at Theda Clark Hospital, much earlier than expected. I am sure that this is what gave him his spunky spirit.
He graduated from Hortonville High School in 1972. He worked a variety of jobs until buying a bulk milk truck. After selling the milk truck he became an over the road truck driver, which he did until a health issue forced him into retirement.
He married Pamela Rockteschel at St. Paul Lutheran Church in Dale on September 12, 1981. He chose the date, exactly one week after his birthday so he would never forget it! This union was blessed with one very special daughter, Samantha.
He is survived by his wife of 39 years, Pam, his father James of Greenville, siblings, Michael of Edgewood, New Mexico, Linda (Dennis) Micke of Brillion, James Jr (Theresa) of Combined Locks and Brenda VanDyke of De Pere, mother-in-law Aldora Rockteschel, brother-in-law Terry (Marsha) Rockteschel, sister-in-law Jody (Brian) Strelow, uncle Robert (Sandy) Ponto, nieces and nephews, Kimberly Van Dyke and Aaron Micke, Daniel Ponto, Michael (Rebekah) Rockteschel, Mickie Hedtke, Jason (Amy) Strelow, Justin (Shauna) Strelow, and Ted (Marissa) Strelow, great nieces and great nephews, Chloe, Payton, Lauren, Kristen, Hugo, Charlie, Harper, Claire, Carly, and Oliver, many cousins and special friends Peter Schroeder, Paul Hennes and Mickey Fischer. He will be dearly missed by his furry sidekick Izzy.
He was preceded in death by his daughter Samantha, his mother Joan, father-in-law Marvin Rockteschel and numerous other relatives.
Per Les’ wishes, he will be cremated and a celebration of life will be held at a later date.
The family would like to give a special thank you to the Winnebago County Sherrif’s Department, Town of Clayton First Responders and Gold Cross Ambulance. You do not get enough credit for your kindness and compassion.
Les, you are the love of my life, Give our Sam a big hug and kiss from her Mama. The hardest part of death is those you leave behind.
Until we meet again…
“The Way It Is”
So you want to be a trucker.
Like you’ve seen them on TV.
But let me tell you now, son
That’s not how it’s gonna be.
It’s a special sort of guy
Who can make it on the road
He’s the master of his truck
But a nursemaid to his load.
He leaves early in the morning
Yet is always running late
He gets to where he’s going
Just to sit around and wait
To his children he’s a hero,
To his wife, he’s never home,
To the company he works for,
He’s that driver on the phone.
He’s not paid when he’s not running
He can’t run when there’s no load;
When something special’s going on
He’s somewhere on the road.
When he’s sick he’s got a problem
Cause that sleeper’s not like home,
There’s no loving wife to help him
He just sweats it out alone
Tho the weather be against him
A delay increases cost
He’s supposed to keep on rolling
Or make up the time he’s lost
The wind’s the wrong direction
The sun is in his eyes
The CB isn’t working
And the water temp is high
You still want to be a trucker
After hearing what I’ve said
If so, just climb aboard, son
We’ve a long, long road ahead.
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