I have very fond memories of my uncle. He always lived far away - but when he'd come to Meadow I'd have so much fun with him and my cousins. He was always laughing and teasing me. This is a picture of Ray on his mission in California, Grandpa and Grandma Beckstrand, and my dad the sailor.
This is such a darling picture of Ray and Dad. Such cute little boys. They went without a mother for about four or five years, but then Grandpa married Grandma Dorothy and she took such good care of her new little family. Their birth mother, Grace, died three days after Ray was born.
Now Uncle Ray is being greeted by his mother Grace, his other mother Dorothy, his father Orvil, his sister-in-law and my mom Joyce. Love you Uncle Ray and thanks for loving me.
