Ray Dickens

Mary, Lori, Anita, Tonya, Ray, and Shirley,
Ray and I have known each other for many, many years, and even when we didn't see each other for a while, we always picked up where we left off. We spent many hours out in his garage in Sylvania, working on cars or just shooting the breeze. He will always be my best friend and I will miss him greatly. My condolences to you all

Shirley,

Our deepest sympathy to you and Ray's family.

Crossing the Bar

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may...

We have only known Ray for a few years, but each and every time we saw him, there was a smile on his face... with the exception of one time when we were on a cruise and the waiter at dinner brought him a plate with vegetables and mushrooms all over his steak. Apparently he only wanted his meat and potatoes. That was quickly taken care of and his smiling face was back.
Our hearts go out to Shirley and family.
We'll miss you Ray,
Becky & Joe