Sunday, June 28, 2009
Day 1225 - Missing you, Ray!
Greetings, Blogregation!I found this wonderful photo of Uncle Ray and Heather for today's blog.
Heather has a story about Uncle Ray taking her to the neighbors farm to see a new litter of kittens. Heather was very young at the time.
They decided on one to keep, and he let Heather name it. (This was such a kind and special thing to do, and we've never forgotten it.) Heather chose the name 'Sunshine', which was just a perfect name for an orange tabby.
Speaking of stories, here is the news story in the Lewiston Sun journal yesterday. It is a very good article.
http://www.sunjournal.com/node/23345/
Charlie and I are leaving soon for the health club, then a visit to Cajun Steamer with Buddy Joe.
Have a nice Sunday, everyone, and remember that it is fond memories that keep our loved ones alive in our minds and hearts.
# posted by Karen @ 6/28/2009 08:04:00 AM 
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Karen, thanks for your wonderful comments about Ray. And thanks
for posting the link, because I couldn't find it. I had forgotten that Heather named Sunshine. I'm sure you know Sunshine was a favored cat and Ray put up a monument to Sunshine on the lawn.
My feelings are beyond devastation. Ray was like a brother to me, not just a brother in law. I talked with Ray for over an hour on Sunday night--a typical Ray conversation, about the horse he was training, trips he and Mary Ann were planning-a week at Papoose pond, a week at the Fryeburg Fair and next year's trip to Nashville where Ray had always wanted to go; Debi's dance show, his grandkids, the upcoming Kiwanis auction; whether Eric was coming for Thanksgiving and to remind Eric about bringing in the wood (as if he'd forget); how the Red Sox were doing; and we agreed that he lives on one of the most beautiful places on earth, on "Top of the Mountain."
for posting the link, because I couldn't find it. I had forgotten that Heather named Sunshine. I'm sure you know Sunshine was a favored cat and Ray put up a monument to Sunshine on the lawn.
My feelings are beyond devastation. Ray was like a brother to me, not just a brother in law. I talked with Ray for over an hour on Sunday night--a typical Ray conversation, about the horse he was training, trips he and Mary Ann were planning-a week at Papoose pond, a week at the Fryeburg Fair and next year's trip to Nashville where Ray had always wanted to go; Debi's dance show, his grandkids, the upcoming Kiwanis auction; whether Eric was coming for Thanksgiving and to remind Eric about bringing in the wood (as if he'd forget); how the Red Sox were doing; and we agreed that he lives on one of the most beautiful places on earth, on "Top of the Mountain."
# posted by 
: 2:21 PM, June 28, 2009
: 2:21 PM, June 28, 2009 
I'm glad for the link too, and to have that wonderful picture up! I am going to miss Uncle Ray so so much. He was the kindest, most generous and loving man I've ever known and I am so sad my daughter will not have the chance to know him...although she will hear wonderful stories from all of us forever!
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