Fond Farewell, Fr. Ray

Rest In Peace, dear friend. 

Thank you for all of your love and support 

during a very brutal time in my life. 

I love you. 

❤️

Fr. Ray was originally from Vermont and was one of 3 priests that came from that diocese 

to serve in Amarillo where I was born and raised.

He was a priest in Perryton when I met him at a high school retreat.  A very kind soul who 

took an interest in me and we traded letters for many years. I still remember how nice it was 

to find a letter from him tucked up in my small college post office box that didn't see much 

mail. 

He was such a blessing in my life, supporting me in gentle ways at a time when not many 

folks knew how to, much less what to say. A true angel.

  💜

While I don't remember the words we shared, I do remember the deep solace and reassurance 

that I found in our relationship.

He'd been ill for a long while and Tadd and I tried to visit him while in town several years 

back but it didn't work out.

It was sad that he didn't remember me when we spoke on the phone but that's ok, she says 

thru tears, because I remember him and our friendship. And I was so touched that he was 

still his sweet self when we spoke, offering me a blessing. 

❤️

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