Ray…so many images come to mind whenever I speak your name. It seems without you things have never been the same, all those times when I always looked to you no matter what happened. Some days I hear your voice and turn to see your face yet in my turning…it seems the sound has been erased. Who will I turn to for answers when life does not make sense, Oh, Ray, if I could turn back time and just to hear your voice I'd tell you that…you would still be my choice. Please always know I love you. Days may come and go but your memory will never be erased. Today, Jesus, as you are listening above would you go and find Ray and give him all my love.