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There is a word in Hungarian which
describes my relationship with Ray. The word "Pal" originally meant a
person who was much closer than a friend, one you considered a brother
even though not actually related. That does indeed describe the
relationship I have with Him. I am, in fact, much closer to Ray than I
ever was with my Half and Step brothers.
 We have lived together for most of our
adult lives, with about the only
exceptions being during our marriages.
Our home life is just about what you
would expect from two adult brothers sharing a house. We do on rare
occasion get one one another's nerves but that does not last long, and
we mostly have a good time. In April of 2008 Ray and I bought a Mobile
Home in Reno together.
Ray and I have shared a lot of experiences and Adventures together,
some of them bizarre. From the Crazed Veterinarian who opened a locked
door with the wrong key, to the near purchase of a surplus government
mainframe computer. (Which we were going to try to convince the
landlady it was a refrigerator.)
Together we enjoyed Hiking, Camping, Orienteering, Geo-Caching and flying.
Ray enjoyed taking his resonant-harp to the park along the Truckee
River, where he would play. (The Geese and Ducks in the park would settle
around him, and listen to his music.)
Ray Died on 16-Sep-2011.
Although this was the same day as the
Reno Air Show Crash, he died from injuries
from a fall while hiking to the
Reno Hot-Air Baloon Race.
He was creamated and his ashes were cast upon the Truckee River
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