
1/21/1983 - 7/4/2016
Hey Ray,
Wow. I can’t believe you’ve been gone for 10 years. It feels like just yesterday that I held you in my arms for the first time when you were born, with that big smile on your face. And it feels like yesterday that I held you for the last time when our Lord called you home.
There isn’t a day that goes by that you aren’t talked about, remembered, or thought of. Victor and I have had a pretty rough year with our health, and I know you’re helping us through it with the strength God has given you.
I have a 10-foot fiberglass statue of the Hulk on the garage as a tribute to you. I still have the Father’s Day card you gave me that said, “Dad, you are my hero. You are the original Hulk.” I had no idea that would be the last Father’s Day we would spend together, or the last time I would get to hold you, my son.
I live with the decision to end life support every day of my life. I’m so sorry, Ray. It affects me every single day. But I also trust that Jesus needed you in Heaven, and that one day we’ll be together again.
Tell me, is Jesus letting you walk around with no shirt on up there? LOL. How long is your hair now? I still have a lock of it that I cut and placed in a zip-lock bag. Even today, it smells the same, and that brings me so much comfort. It’s a little piece of you that I can still hold onto.
Happy 10th anniversary in Heaven, Ray.
I love you and miss you every day.
Love,
Dad