Ray was a good friend of mom and dad's. Elsie and Leland Hamilton, The last time I remember seeing Ray was in a small resteurant in Freeport. Mom, Loretta, and myself were out for lunch, walked into a small house style resteurant, (kind of like Bob Walkers) and there he sat with his bowl of fish chower. Can take the man off the island but can't take the island out of the man. There he sat and the next thing I knew we were listening to "remember when"? There were a lot of those and they will surely be missed
Holly Hamilton Dixon
Ray was a nice man, always pleasant and sociable. I always enjoyed talking to him. He will be missed.
It is a sad day here on Chebeague. Ray Hamilton passed at 1:20 this morning at the Gosnell Hospice in Scarboro. He was at home until Thursday afternoon and was able to stay at home because of some significant help from Ginny Ballard, Barbara Porter, Bev Johnson, Bev Perkins and the Chebeague community who visited him on a regular basis and brought in favorite chowders, chocolate, fish and crabmeat! His New Years Youtube with Beverly shows how sharp his memory was and how he continued to be a great resource right up until the end. When I visited on Friday afternoon his was peacefully sleeping and never really woke up again. Ginny and Sasha, her dog, who loved Ray were with him.
Ray was a connection to another place and time. We were fortunate to have had him in our lives for so long. He went to school with my parents and he and my father fished together for a time. Some of my earliest memories are of my father and Ray swapping stories in our living room. I feel blessed to have spent hours and hours of my life listening to their stories. In the late 1990s , they along with Sanford Doughty participated in Ted Ames Historic Cod and Haddock study. I was fortunate to be there for the interviews and to attend the Fisheries conference at the Marriott where the three of them were interviewed by a myriad of scientists! That was a blast! Ray was also the subject of a documentary that Rachel and some of her classmates at Colby produced and it was shown at the Maine Film Festival. He loved that!
I will think of Ray everytime I pick out a crab and make a sandwich. I have already had the moment where I think "I have to ask Ray about that." I am sure I will have many more of those moments as time goes on, but I am so lucky that he shared so much with me!
I met "Uncle Ray" while on the Island with my friend Karen. I so enjoyed our visits with him. I will remember him fondly. Anyone who ever met him knows what a kind, sweet man he was who will always hold a special place in my heart.
Ray was technically my first cousin, twice removed, but he was always Uncle Ray to us. He was the most unique and fascinating person I've ever known. My memories of him will be treasured for the rest of my life, and I am so very grateful to have them. He was smart, funny, could tell a story like none other. He is part of my earliest childhood memories when my family would come to the island. I took my youngest granddaughter out to visit when she was 5, she was a little shy at first, and Uncle Ray looked at her and said with a smile "you don't have to be afraid of me, I'm just old". When I asked her later what she thought of Uncle Ray she said "Um, I think kind of nice" and she wanted to go see him again. I will miss him so much, my trips to the island will not be the same knowing I won't walk up to the house and see him sitting in the window at his kitchen table. Rest in peace Uncle Ray, I love you............