a fine pair-RS2's....Ray's Scion Life (the oldest xB'r)
#81
#82
so I get the idea to take one last picture from inside the T. I have not sat in that thing since the day it got crashed.
Raymond taught me to drive the Model T when I got it back in 1983. He learned Model T driving 81 years ago in 1924
send your birthday greets on now to Ray, my best old friend and a certified American Hero
Raymond taught me to drive the Model T when I got it back in 1983. He learned Model T driving 81 years ago in 1924
send your birthday greets on now to Ray, my best old friend and a certified American Hero
#87
Ray says hello to you all.
Ray asked me to come over for a five o'clock drink and a visit.
How do you like my new military haircut?
A friend came over a few days ago and gave me this buzz cut on the back porch.
It looks comfortable- like a boot camp hair cut
(the light hair does not show in the picture)
And what's this on the desk, Ray? Old pictures?
Is that you?
Yup. I was the only child in the family that got a picture took as an infant. That's a postcard picture. Probably taken by some traveling photographer. I was a fat baby. Bald, too!
What year?
Probably six months old
ca. January, 1915
And this clipping from the paper? That's Vin Diesel.
So! You got the inspiration from that guy, Ray???
Hell no! I cut this out from today's paper! I got my cut three days ago. Far as I know he is just copyin' -me-.
Ray and I had a good laugh over all this.
Ray reminds by example to enjoy your life every day
The picture is one hour old.
Ray asked me to come over for a five o'clock drink and a visit.
How do you like my new military haircut?
A friend came over a few days ago and gave me this buzz cut on the back porch.
It looks comfortable- like a boot camp hair cut
(the light hair does not show in the picture)
And what's this on the desk, Ray? Old pictures?
Is that you?
Yup. I was the only child in the family that got a picture took as an infant. That's a postcard picture. Probably taken by some traveling photographer. I was a fat baby. Bald, too!
What year?
Probably six months old
ca. January, 1915
And this clipping from the paper? That's Vin Diesel.
So! You got the inspiration from that guy, Ray???
Hell no! I cut this out from today's paper! I got my cut three days ago. Far as I know he is just copyin' -me-.
Ray and I had a good laugh over all this.
Ray reminds by example to enjoy your life every day
The picture is one hour old.
#88
I am in love with Ray!
Oh my! SciFly - Thank you for sharing Ray with us. I am deeply touched! Makes me want to drive out to FL and give Ray a big wet kiss on the cheek.
I am officially dedicating the street my office is on (Ray Road in Chandler AZ) to Ray. Every time I drive to work (at Toyota Financial) I will think of Ray.
Please tell Ray that he rocks! I wish I had a friend like him!
Susan
I am officially dedicating the street my office is on (Ray Road in Chandler AZ) to Ray. Every time I drive to work (at Toyota Financial) I will think of Ray.
Please tell Ray that he rocks! I wish I had a friend like him!
Susan
#90
car theft!
day before yesterday I was pulling out of my gated courtyard... and as I did, RAY's RS2 sped by!
only! he wasn't in it! I caught a glimpse of a young Latin male behind the wheel. He was going fast (like I do, too)
I scanned down the street. Ray's car -not- in its' usual place!
So, I did a quick U-turn and hauled after the other RS2 in hot pursuit.
I honked ! The guy pulls over. What am I to say now?
now that I see he has TRD wheels and that this is -not- Raymond's car stolen after all?
"Hey, nice car. I noticed it is a yellow one like mine"
And so this is how I just met Carlos A., an early-twenties electrician, a family man and an RS2 lover, too.
Someday we'll do a run together down to Key Largo for pizza at the famed
Tower of Pizza Greek-owned family style restaurant. Old-time family restaurant.
I'm a semi-irregular there. Ask for George, the owner. Tell him Reid sent you.
they give me free Key Lime pie.... goes good with the RS2 color.
Carlos? Hello! I am such a fool.
day before yesterday I was pulling out of my gated courtyard... and as I did, RAY's RS2 sped by!
only! he wasn't in it! I caught a glimpse of a young Latin male behind the wheel. He was going fast (like I do, too)
I scanned down the street. Ray's car -not- in its' usual place!
So, I did a quick U-turn and hauled after the other RS2 in hot pursuit.
I honked ! The guy pulls over. What am I to say now?
now that I see he has TRD wheels and that this is -not- Raymond's car stolen after all?
"Hey, nice car. I noticed it is a yellow one like mine"
And so this is how I just met Carlos A., an early-twenties electrician, a family man and an RS2 lover, too.
Someday we'll do a run together down to Key Largo for pizza at the famed
Tower of Pizza Greek-owned family style restaurant. Old-time family restaurant.
I'm a semi-irregular there. Ask for George, the owner. Tell him Reid sent you.
they give me free Key Lime pie.... goes good with the RS2 color.
Carlos? Hello! I am such a fool.
#91
Ray has been convalescing from knee replacement surgury. It has not been easy for him.
We got him home again a week ago from a nursing home.
At 91 a body does not heal so fast.
Must learn to walk again and it hurts... a lot.
I've been involved in caretaking.
Ray is walking again.The nights were long and not very peaceful.
I sleep over on the nights that his granddaughter cannot be there.
We pass the time talking of positive things. Ray wondered the other day::
Do you think I can ever get back to where I was?
I don't know, Ray. Depends on your physical resilience
and self determination..
Five days ago he still could not walk nor raise himself from the wheelchair.
By yesterday I had him walking slowly but confidently with a cane.
No more walker.
He touches me, says thanks and began shedding doubts some days ago.
Do you think I can still live to be 100?
Maybe!
Two nights ago we were up at half past three because sleep did not come To pass the time I read to Ray from the family bible.
Opened to a random page: Paul's epistles to the Colosseans.
This was my idea to help relax his mind even though I'm not a Christian
I do like the biblical stories and language.
Ray laid his head on the countertop of the kitchen in concentration, as much as fatigue, as I read old words of guidance..
He said the next day, again with a smile Reid maybe you'll be saved yet.
I summarize some of Saint Paul's words: please abstain from vices and vulgar language.
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Yesterday! Ray's doing better. He regenerates muscle tone now that he's back in his own home and can -have his space again-.
We were on the back porch, a large and smooth expanse of terazzo concrete practicingwalking and doing Tai Chi sort of exercises that I make up as we go along.
Then for relaxation we sat and raced our pair of Radio Shack Mini Cooper cars all around the deck.
When Ray ran his car off the pavement or otherwise got stuck (we do this a lot) out came a characteristic GOD dammit! Dammit!
Not only is the flesh willing, but the competitive spirit is winning too.
St. Paul, might you forgive the vulgar oaths?
Ray says in self justification Oh, hell... those are only words!"
So, no worries any way it goes, he's got the right stuff and is slated, perhaps, to come back 100 percent.
We are hoping to drive together again.
We got him home again a week ago from a nursing home.
At 91 a body does not heal so fast.
Must learn to walk again and it hurts... a lot.
I've been involved in caretaking.
Ray is walking again.The nights were long and not very peaceful.
I sleep over on the nights that his granddaughter cannot be there.
We pass the time talking of positive things. Ray wondered the other day::
Do you think I can ever get back to where I was?
I don't know, Ray. Depends on your physical resilience
and self determination..
Five days ago he still could not walk nor raise himself from the wheelchair.
By yesterday I had him walking slowly but confidently with a cane.
No more walker.
He touches me, says thanks and began shedding doubts some days ago.
Do you think I can still live to be 100?
Maybe!
Two nights ago we were up at half past three because sleep did not come To pass the time I read to Ray from the family bible.
Opened to a random page: Paul's epistles to the Colosseans.
This was my idea to help relax his mind even though I'm not a Christian
I do like the biblical stories and language.
Ray laid his head on the countertop of the kitchen in concentration, as much as fatigue, as I read old words of guidance..
He said the next day, again with a smile Reid maybe you'll be saved yet.
I summarize some of Saint Paul's words: please abstain from vices and vulgar language.
---
Yesterday! Ray's doing better. He regenerates muscle tone now that he's back in his own home and can -have his space again-.
We were on the back porch, a large and smooth expanse of terazzo concrete practicingwalking and doing Tai Chi sort of exercises that I make up as we go along.
Then for relaxation we sat and raced our pair of Radio Shack Mini Cooper cars all around the deck.
When Ray ran his car off the pavement or otherwise got stuck (we do this a lot) out came a characteristic GOD dammit! Dammit!
Not only is the flesh willing, but the competitive spirit is winning too.
St. Paul, might you forgive the vulgar oaths?
Ray says in self justification Oh, hell... those are only words!"
So, no worries any way it goes, he's got the right stuff and is slated, perhaps, to come back 100 percent.
We are hoping to drive together again.
#94
I really want to meet this guy! Those pictures are awesome
I used to go into a nursing home back by my highschool and just talk with people. I didn't even have any relatives there. My great grandma is 91. She's awesome. ^.^
I used to go into a nursing home back by my highschool and just talk with people. I didn't even have any relatives there. My great grandma is 91. She's awesome. ^.^
#96
we are all mortal at 51 and 91 but seldom know or believe this at 21
we take one day at a time and live each day as we can
we reach out to guide younger people as we can. not to lecture but to illuminate and spread hope
through kind acts done for complete strangers you make your own self stronger and wiser and create a golden path to a serene old age
you learn as you live to forgive where humanly possible
it is then that you come alive and lose all fear of death that must and will come some day ere long
spread cheer and support by deliberate acts of kindness. you will be amply compensated in unexpected ways.
we take one day at a time and live each day as we can
we reach out to guide younger people as we can. not to lecture but to illuminate and spread hope
through kind acts done for complete strangers you make your own self stronger and wiser and create a golden path to a serene old age
you learn as you live to forgive where humanly possible
it is then that you come alive and lose all fear of death that must and will come some day ere long
spread cheer and support by deliberate acts of kindness. you will be amply compensated in unexpected ways.
#98
It's slow and there have been setbacks.
We talk about the setbacks and future prospects and will roll with what may come.
No worries. Just the way it goes, it goes. So no reason to worry or carp.
Ray never complains and I like that about him. He's balanced and realistic.
Here is a picture of him showing what can happen after just three weeks in the
hospital. He had an infection in the knee replacement. And went in for treatment
of that problem. While in the hospital they found that his heart rate was slowing too
much so he got a pacemaker. And that hospital food was AWFUL, said Ray when he came home again, which is why he looked
so poorly in this month-ago picture.
With Lari, his only grandaughter and closest surviving kin.
She and I take turns caring for Ray nowadays.
She does most of the duty and I releive her when she needs to return to her family north of Miami.
I have never felt more useful than since helping my buddy stay in his own home.
It's a great feeling for us both. Great bonding has occured.
(try it when you get the opportunity to nurse. it's not a trap. it's a privilege)
Today Ray looks a lot better. He's not fading
out, I don't think, not yet.
Yet I am reminded of the story of "The Magnificent One-Hoss Shay".
Will find that story online and paste it on the next page.
We talk about the setbacks and future prospects and will roll with what may come.
No worries. Just the way it goes, it goes. So no reason to worry or carp.
Ray never complains and I like that about him. He's balanced and realistic.
Here is a picture of him showing what can happen after just three weeks in the
hospital. He had an infection in the knee replacement. And went in for treatment
of that problem. While in the hospital they found that his heart rate was slowing too
much so he got a pacemaker. And that hospital food was AWFUL, said Ray when he came home again, which is why he looked
so poorly in this month-ago picture.
With Lari, his only grandaughter and closest surviving kin.
She and I take turns caring for Ray nowadays.
She does most of the duty and I releive her when she needs to return to her family north of Miami.
I have never felt more useful than since helping my buddy stay in his own home.
It's a great feeling for us both. Great bonding has occured.
(try it when you get the opportunity to nurse. it's not a trap. it's a privilege)
Today Ray looks a lot better. He's not fading
out, I don't think, not yet.
Yet I am reminded of the story of "The Magnificent One-Hoss Shay".
Will find that story online and paste it on the next page.