A light has gone out with your passing, Ray. You were one of my very first friends; I was 2 and you were 3. Geno, Vera Ann and you, along with the rest of the 76th Street gang, always hung out and played together when we were young. Handball in the alley between our houses, stoop ball, stickball in the street, ringalario, I declare war, flipping baseball cards, on and on. Although we haven't seen each other in many years, I'm so happy we re-connected online and were able to chat via messaging. My deepest condolences to your love Janine, your children Megan and Thomas, and to my dear old friends Geno and Vera Ann. Hugs to you all.