My beautiful brother Raymond passed away last week, on Wednesday August 30th, unexpectedly. I remember when my mother emerged from the bush plane in Kafue National Park in Africa holding the little bundle that was my new brother. He has been the kindest, most supportive brother and I love him dearly. I can't imagine life without him. Ray, may you be pain-free and soaring with the quiet joys you gave. I love you, bro. Rest in peace. ♥️
A photo of us Christmas 2014. Ray is on the left; my brother Allan on the right. Sure gonna miss that big wonderful fella. xoxo
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