Ray Whitmire, March13, 1935 - July 21, 2003 (1st Mob 1960-1963, Radio Operations)
"In Remembrance of Dad"
Let's take time to think of Ray (dad) he left this world three years ago. He is loved and missed by everyone that knew him.
Native American Prayer
I give you this one thought to keep -
I am with you still - I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush -
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still - in each new dawn.