Remembering The Rocket

Just some of my favorite pics of my brother Ray, who would have been 64 today. He’s been gone almost two years and I still miss our late night phone chats about absolutely nothing (“I got nothin'”), cheap bike tires (Vrederstein Fortezza Tri-Comps at $25 were, in Ray’s words, practically free), pets, his memorable laugh, how, when he first met my 3-month old son, his nephew, he couldn’t wait to carry him in his carrier and ride in the back seat with him, and his voracious enjoyment of the even slightest cute story I could tell him about the kid as he grew.

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