Wow where to begin.... Uncle "Doodle"..I will always remember "smuggling" him a case of Coors beer because they didn't ship East of the Mississippi River. He always took an interest in us kids. I can remember panning for gold in Colorado, and fishing for trout on many occasions. No visit with Uncle Ray was complete without a fish fry. He always kept a fishing pole close at hand and would take time to listen to us kids. I am sure that there are fishing holes and mountain streams in Heaven, and I bet he is whistling a tune and fishing right now. I miss you Uncle Ray!
Aunt Sue says he was a founder of the Lutheran Church that will be hosting his services.