Harry H. Ray

Harry was a very close and personal friend. We shared so many stories and memories I can't begin to tell all of them. With Roger Koeval, we began the Wednesday lunch time often followed by visits to friends who seemed to be having more physical ailments that we had. Also we shared a deep love for flying and our Christian faith. While we often visited others, I didn't get to visit him when things got tough. My wife, Betsy, and I were working on a missions trip in Alaska when he passed on....

As we travel the road of life, we meet fellow travelers along the way. Harry Ray was an individual one meets later in life and wishes he had been met sooner because it’s only rarely that one meets someone like Harry and has the honor of calling him a friend. He was one of the kindest, gentle, and most humble persons we have ever met … and yet a fierce warrior when he defended our country in WW II from the cockpit of his torpedo bomber. He was a sterling silver gentleman and a 24 carat...

Emma,

I stopped in to see Harry while he was in the Rehabilitation Center. You two will always have a special place in my heart.