Ray is my brother. I say the word “is” because even though he is no longer here he will always be my brother. There is no past tense when I reference him as my brother. Ray was a master electrician. He was the light of our lives. His laugh was contagious and stupid at the same time. He could fix anything. He was a wonderful son and an even better brother who would protect his family to no end. Ray has missed out on many things since his passing, all of which he would be very sad about. He has missed the college graduation of our younger brother, the marriage of our sister and the upcoming birth of her child. He has missed out on my two daughters being born. Ray was an old soul who loved Ozzy Osbourne. He enjoyed reciting movie lines with me as we would laugh about our favorites together.
In December 2014, Ray’s life was cut short when he overdosed on a mixture of Xanax and Fentanyl. Ray was better than his addiction. He was clean for 18 months. He relapsed and that is when God decided that it was time to take Ray home so he wouldn’t have to go through this anymore. We miss Ray every minute of the day and there is. It a minute that goes by that we don’t think of him. He is sorely missed! Our hearts are forever broken.