Raymond Philip Blumenschein

8 years on and Dad still looms large in my thoughts. I continue striving to be a son of whom he could be proud.

Ray was my teacher in middle school and a mentor at Kennedy when I was a young teacher. I'm an old teacher now, and I still feel the positive effects of Ray's kind and patient approach to teaching. He was one of the best and is missed. Thank you for your inspiration and example, Ray.

It's 3 years now since Dad died. I'm sorry that you never got a chance to visit here. Always thinking about you, Dad. I miss you.

Ray made the world more livable just by being in it. I miss the twinkle in his eye, his sense of humor, the support he always gave to other people. Every time I go to Belair, I imagine him being there. What a wonderful legacy he has left to us all, including filing papers in your shirt pocket! I am thankful I had the pleasure of teaching with him.

My dad died one year ago.I did not and to this day have not realized in what way loosing you would affect me.I feel I will never be the same.A piece of my "life puzzle",went with my dad.I feel every experience I have had forms a piece of my puzzle.When the pieces are combined they form a picture of my life.Without my dad my puzzle has changed.He will never be a part of my puzzle again.There is noway to replace his piece and because of that I will never be the same again.
Death was...

I would like to reiterate what I said at the beginning of my eulogy at Ray's funeral. His life was gentle and the arts so arranged in him that nature might stand up before all the world at say, this was a man. This most famous Shakespearean eulogy to Brutus a man who could not be corrupted regardless of any pressure and was an acknowledged leader revered by the people applies equally to my brother Ray. Everyone who knew Ray automatically recognized him as a man amongst men who displayed...

Happy Memories of 1990 xx