Anywhere you went downtown, sooner or later you were bound to get a glimpse of Ron Higgins’ Savannah Movie Tours luxury coach. He drove the air-conditioned 16-seater nearly every day of the year, and on the back was the iconic image from Forrest Gump, slightly altered: The man in the white suit, perched on a bus-stop bench and looking off into the distance, was Ron Higgins himself.
He loved that picture. He was very proud that he’d thought up the idea.
Ideas, in fact, were Ron Higgins’ stock-in-trade. He never seemed to run out of them – and, unlike so many of us, he turned most of his ideas into reality.
When he died of an apparent heart attack June 14, at the age of 45, Ron Higgins was one of Savannah’s most successful entrepreneurs.
He had turned himself into a cornerstone of the city’s all-important tourism industry.
Along with the movie tour, on which he pointed out the places in the historic district where dozens of movies had been filmed, he operated a restaurant tour, a ghost tour (much scarier, he liked to say, than any of his competitors’), a shopping tour and, most recently, a walking tour of downtown martini bars.
But he was obsessed with filmmaking. He’d left his native Savannah to try his luck at screenwriting in California, and when that didn’t work out, he came home and started to apply for gigs – driving, hauling, security and even carpentry and set work – on movies being produced here.
He worked on Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, The Gift, Forces of Nature, Something to Talk About, The General’s Daughter, The Legend of Bagger Vance and, of course, Forrest Gump.
In Atlanta, he was one of Denzel Washington’s assistants during the making of Training Day. On Remember the Titans, director Boaz Yachin hired the young man with the infectious enthusiasm as his personal assistant.
In 1998, someone gave him a ticket for one of the Savannah trolley tours.
“When I took that tour, I counted 70 movie locations,” he told me 10 years later. “The tour mentioned three.”
With the dogged determination he was famous for, among his friends and family, Higgins began to look deeper into the ties between Savannah and Hollywood. The Forsyth Park fountain? Look for it in Cape Fear, The Longest Yard and The Gingerbread Man. The Roundhouse? Filling in for troop barracks in Glory. Monterey Square passed for 1865 Washington, D.C. in The Ordeal of Dr. Mudd.
As the Savannah Movie Tour coach rolled through downtown, Higgins would chatter excitedly about this movie or that. As he pointed out a location – the corner pub where Julia Roberts confronted Dennis Quaid in Something to Talk About, or the old-timey barbershop in Bagger Vance – the pertinent clips would appear on the vehicle’s DVD screens.
From Day One, it was an extremely popular tour. It usually sold out.
Ron was named Entrepreneur of the Year 2006: Most Unique Business by the City of Savannah’s Entrepreneur Center, Tourism Entrepreneur of the Year 2007 from Cumulus Broadcasting, and Entrepreneur of the Year 2008 from the Savannah Chamber of Commerce.
I profiled “Hollywood Ron,” as he’d come to be called (although he claimed to hate the name) for a local magazine in the fall of 2008; it was the first story I had published in Savannah. I liked him immediately.
“This is all amazing to me,” he’d said. “I had no experience in tourism. But I’m the kind of person that when I say I’m going to do something, I do it.”
Most recently, he associate-produced the independent film I Am the Bluebird.
Within hours of the news that Higgins had died unexpectedly, his Facebook page was overflowing with messages and tributes from friends, family – and people who’d only met him once or twice.
That was all it ever took. Ron made an immediate, and permanent, impression. That was his gift.
Ron Higgins was laid to rest on June 19. According to Rebecca King, VP of Operation of Savannah Movie Tours Inc., every one of Ron’s tours will continue to operate with his hand-picked staff. The reservation line is (912) 234-3440.
This article appears in Jun 9-15, 2010.

Way before he had the buses, he would do the Tour on foot. We Did the “walking tour” with him at least 2 or 3 times. He always had such energy and amazing stories to tell. We met him at the then “Cafe Mucha” on Broughton St. When the tour was just an idea, he made it a reality, then was able to grow and grow and one idea after another he continued to make reality. He did this with a smile and love. I know we will see him, downtown Savannah, smiling forever…
Savannah will be the poorer for the loss, he died providing a service to others on his own terms doing what was his passion…I’d say that was a successful life by any measure. Fade to Black Ron, you will be missed.
Thank you for this writeup on my friend Ron Higgins. I’m proud to say I gave him the nickname he “hated” back in 1991 when we first began to pal around at The Gallery Espresso. He was a brother to me and unfailing in his love. I hope CONNECT might consider a more devoted feature on his life and times at some point. He was an extra in the original TV series “Roots” as a child and also worked and toured extensively with Michael Jackson on tour. May his spirit always tour Savannah! I love you Ron
Ron was…how to express it? A brother to everyone who ever met him. A wildly successful entrepreneur. A font of fascinating stories and anecdotes about the rich and famous–or the merely interesting. A joy to be around. An enthusiast for snowboarding, food, and most of all, Savannah. And a man I wish I’d known even better than I did. I last wrote to him via Facebook a few days ago, as I’d lost his email address in switching ISPs. I never heard back, but I knew I’d run into Ron somewhere, and very soon. How wrong I was.
I drive a yellow New Beetle, and whenever Ron would see me tooling around while he was giving a movie or other tour, he’d wave like a madman, flash that famous smile, and somehow work me into the tour. “There’s Katherine Oxnard, a legendary Savannah movie star in her own right!” I’m not sure how he explained that to his patrons, but it always made me laugh. I am so sad and bereft and confused now, and there will be a hole in my heart as I drive around town looking for that tour van with his photoshopped “Forrest Gump” picture on the back…
Goodbye Dearest Friend We will meet again…
Ron knew me my sister and my cousins Susie and CHristy best as the girls from Tampa/Atlanta…Our best memory is Ron had the two of us( Sheryl and Susie) go into the underground Morgue at the old Savannah County Hospital during his Scary Tour and when we heard the two young college guys he was going to send down… we were to scream…. We screamed and the guys practically ran us over getting out of there… Ron laughed so hard he was crying….We meet because he asked us why we were in Savannah… I answered becasue our grandmother had her first kiss on the steps of Riverstreet in 1917…He laughed and said… I didn’t say how, I asked why….lol….We became freinds forever… We will truly miss Hollywood.. He was a piece of OUR Savannah….. Sheryl-Susie-Kim and Christy..His biggest fans!!!!