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Ray's last dance was posted 07/30/2014 04:47 pm by mrs
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I am so sorry to hear this news. I read it on Facebook. To Sue and his family, my deepest condolences. Having met you a couple of times in Los Angeles was truly special. Ray had a gift in helping others and inspiring so many. He is already missed. Rest in Peace and hugs to Sue......Mary For those who did not know Ray here is something he posted online here that sums up his character and his dance to survive. It was posted on 4-6-13:

It is MY Dance

This could be our only shot on Stage..our last chance to dance. You must do your Dance as your heart tells you..

This morning I was awakened by pain. My old friend. I said the name 'Jimmy' out loud..as I promised him I would do when we lowered him into the ground..then turned on my Computer. I was half asleep as I scanned the line of Stories I need, but won't be able to read. Mixed in amongst the Stories were other personal emails. One stood out. It was a comment left about one of my many Youtube Videos about Pancreatic Cancer I've made. I clicked it. It was an email damning me for smoking, and drinking Coke..basically saying I shouldn't be alive..when their loved one did everything they were supposed to do, and still died. I get at least one or two emails like this a month. They are brutal..arrogant..with no idea of the pain they cause. I simply reply 'Life not only has length..it has breadth.'

We have one shot on stage..one turn to 'dance.' Our dance is such a personal, and private moment in time..that no-one should be able to dictate your time on stage. I do not smoke around others. I am considerate. I have out lived 97% of those diagnosed at the same time. Sometimes my dance is incredibly flawless. My movements are eloquent..and graceful. But more often than not, I am awkward. I appear to stumble across the stage instead of smoothly gliding. I fall. I stand up. I look lost..my steps out of sync. It can be embarrassing to watch..but then..like magic..I find the rhythm. I love that moment..it is 'My Dance.' It is my one fleeting second on stage. We all have our turn. We all will be a memory. No-one really knows what awaits us. We have yesterday..and now. Tomorrow is but a hope..a dream. I will not live my life..dance my dance..spend my one time on stage, at a stranger's guidance. Let me trip and fall..let me be breathtaking..let me be boring, and mundane..let me cry and laugh..let me forget my lines. This time is all I have..all that's promised..

It is 'MY DANCE.'

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