I have known Ray all of my life. As a child, i remember him as one of my father's scouts. He was my brothers godfather and until he passed, sent Brian a card every year on his birthday. During the World's Fair we visited with Ray and he took us and our girls out on the boat at Hickory Lake. I always looked forward to his lengthy Holiday letter outlining all of his activities with the scouts, his children and grandchildren and his antique boat rallies. He was a fine man and will be missed. I am so glad he was a part of my life.
I grew up knowing Ray...my dad was his scoutmaster! Through the years we have kept in touch and in the 1982 World's Fair, we visited him in Nashville with our girls and went out on the boat to hickory Lake. I have many fond memories and when I didn't receive his annual christmas letter I searched on line and found this. i am saddened to learn of his death but he will be remembered for all of his greatness. I have a handicapped brother and Ray was his godfather...he always sent my brother a card on his birthday. So sorry to learn of his passing this way.
We all knew Ray, or Mr T, from different perspectives. The thing that strikes me is that despite how we knew him, we all loved him, respected him. My life is better having known him. Thank you Ray. When I saw him after his anuerism issue, I said I'm so glad to see you. typically, he downplayed his issues. A life well lived!!!!!!!!
Countless lives have been positively impacted by this man! What he gave me and many other scouts is priceless and will be felt for generations to come! A true God send! It was an absolute honor! Thank you Mr. T!!!
What a credit to his service, his country, and his church. We knew Mr T from our antique boating circles and he always, always encouraged my son and his efforts working on boats. I will forever remember him for this and his unselfishness. My deepest regrets to his family, we have lost a fine gentleman.
I remember "Ray" and Miss Yvonne very well from my childhood. They lived next door to my Aunt and Uncle - the Hardemans - on Noelton Lane. Ray gave my cousin, Jack, and me our first driving "lesson" on an old, beat up military jeep he had. I remember him fondly with laughter, he made quite an impression on two very young men. I'm saddened that I lost touch with him so long ago but I'm blessed that he came into my life.
Mr. Throckmorton achieved what all of us aspire to: he was loved by his family, respected by his friends, and he left the world a better place than he found it. Go with God, sir - you earned it.
Mr. Throckmorton achieved what the best of us aspire to: he left the world a better place than he found it. Go with God, sir. You earned it.
Mr T embodied everything right about our community through his scouting contribution. He will be sadly missed. "I'm sure whatever you decide will be fine" empowered many a young man to streach his wings and fly. God bless you Mr T.
One of the finest men I have ever known. He gave so much in life and in Boy Scouts and is responsible for many fine men he mentored.
Mr. T was truly a wonderful, caring and dedicated man. He touched the lives of many, and helped countless young men earn Eagle Scout. I feel so blessed that he was my Scoutmaster, as I would not have earned Eagle without him. Thank you, Mr. T.
I have a quote from Ray hanging on my wall that says, “At some point, ya gotta break those dogs of sucking eggs.” For me, that sums up Ray Throckmorton. He understood the merits of tough love. He lived it and taught it to others.
We were saddened to hear of the passing of our good friend and fellow ACBS boating association member. He enjoyed his many friends and will be long remembered for his caring, loyal friendships and his seamanship. Throck's boat was his pride and joy and we enjoyed many good times together at boat shows. Our get togethers won't be the same without him. Our thoughts and prayers are with his family on this solemn occasion. Rest in peace, Skipper. Your presence will be missed.
I enjoyed working with Ray on several projects thru-out my years in engineering.
Glen L. Redman