We are very sad to hear of Ray's passing. He was a favourite Uncle and a kind caring and lovely gentleman. He know he will be much missed by Daphne, his family and friends. Sending our sincere condolences across the ocean and would have liked to have been with you and supported you in your time of sorrow.
You are all in our thoughts.
Ray has shown us how to live boldly, with curiousity, humour and kindness.
He was a man of great presence and intelligence and has left us with rich memories to cherish.
Thank you Ray
I would like to express my deep condolences to Daphne and her family. While Ray and Daphne were living in her condo at Riverside Gate, I met them occasionally at social functions and remember them as being such a lovely couple, funny and lively as well, entertaining those around them with great little stories about her life together and often make us laugh. We all missed them when they moved to the Ravines. Ray was the only man I know who could wear a baby-pink sweater with such dignity and confidence, looking manly and fashionable at the same time.
At family gatherings, I always counted myself fortunate if I got a little time in with Ray and Daphne. As a couple, they are a model of what true, lifelong companionship really looks like. Being a part of their lives, and savouring those moments I had with him, is a gift I cherish. Ray is, and will forever be, a Great Man in the truest sense. His love for his family was deep and profound, and it radiated from him, as big and bright as his wonderful smile. He has left behind a legacy of love, in his children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren! We are all blessed to have known him.
all my love
I have many memories of dear Ray. I had known him for 74 years. I lived with my parents, Dot and Harry, in a flat below Daphne and Ray's in Staines. I would climb the stairs to see them and the first picture in my mind is of Ray sitting in front of a beautiful birthday cake Daphne had baked for him, a real treat in times of food rationing. Often I would visit them always asking "Will you draw for me please, Uncle Ray". He never said "no" and I still treasure a wooden sewing box that he painted for me with a cotton reel, sewing thread, scissors and tape measure on the lid. I enjoyed playing with their son Jeremy and was honoured when they asked me to be godmother to their daughter Patti after she was born. I visited Daphne and Ray so many times in their various homes and I can see Ray now presiding at the dining table carving the meat. For myself I was very sad when they moved to Canada, but it was the right thing for them to do. However with the wonderful inventions of e-mail and Skype we were able to keep in touch. Ray was amazing with how he coped with his increasing ill health but always made light of it to me. It was incredible that he took up painting again, using his left hand, and through Skype he as able to show me his achievements. My constant thoughts are with his dearest companion of 74 years, Daphne, and his daughter Patti and her family. It was lovely that his great granddaughter Brooklyn visited him the day before he died, which made him so happy. I will miss talking to one of the dearest men on this earth, but I will never forget him. I send my love to all his family in Canada. Julia