This will be a short post.
Last night, Tom and I got bad news. Ray Gish, one of our closest friends, beloved since college, best man at our wedding, devoted uncle to our sons, our home-away-from-home in Brooklyn, died in his sleep. He was only 59.
We are stricken. Maybe tomorrow I can write about him more clearly, but I've been awake all night, so words aren't my best medium at the moment.
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Please accept our deepest condolences. You are in our thoughts and prayers.
Sending hugs and prayers and sympathies
Much love to you and Tom
12/8/24 - still rereading your wonderful words about wonderful Ray, and weeping. Knew Ray from birth and loved him dearly. Didn’t plan to outlive him. Hope to meet you someday.
Thomas, I know exactly how you feel. More than a month later and I am still stricken. The world just isn't the same without him.
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