Man, where to begin...
It hurt me so bad knowing none of his true friends were unable to be closer to him during his last days of struggle...I always thought maybe he'd still be here. I always loved spening time with him...back in the day alot of people made me laugh but he truly made me smile. He was so cool, so different...and remember, we were a pretty cool and different crowd - so that's saying something. I never really knew what he'd come over looking like...a nerd w/ coke bottle glasses and tape in the middle in a crazy suit on Monday, all black with some eye make-up and a "micro-mini" mohawk as he called it, dressed to kill no doubt. I miss him...a big part of me passed with him...as I'm sure most of you feel the same. I kinda started looking at life from a different perspective...three very good friends gone in such a very short time...something had to change. The phrases we lived by like "laugh now - cry later", "live fast die young", "to hell with tomorrow, live for today", "F**K the world"...all that stuff wasn't working for me anymore...I feel Ray's presence EVERY SINGLE TIME I write anything musically that touches on the inside...after learning of this page, I will make a promise to record a few short pieces I've done over the years that were inspired or "for" Ray and post a link for everyone to check out.
He was one of the best friends I ever had growing up...and he was one of only a few I would actually trust to watch my kids...lol...Billy, Terry, you're on that list too...
Time doesn't heal all wounds...