His life was cut short but he lived every moment. He loved to cook, tell jokes and surprised me. He took me to my first baseball game in Dan Diego and patiently wrote down the rules on the paper before hand. I had no clues about the game but I had a great time.  We went on many trips during the years together, from east coast to west coast, from northern states to down south, from historic sites to Disney....he was the guy who did most of the planning.  After he founded his company, he traveled back and forth. I often drove him to/from the train station and airport. He worked hard and tried to get the funding from the investors, I didn't hesitate to pour in a large sum he desperately needed.  I still have the investor's certificate with me today.  While he was in Las Vegas for the CES 2013, I told him his Guardian on the Go app was considered as one of the best apps by the critics.  He said, with tears, I made his day. I am grateful for being part of his journal to pursuit success and happiness.  I am also grateful he brought fun, energy, adventure & hope into my life. He will be missed. Thoughts & prayers.

Ray, was my brother and a great friend, buddy!
He was very humble, good heart and really was very kind human being. He always want help others.He had  ability to connect with people and a joy to be with .We would sit  discussing topics about the world we are living in, watching English premiere league soccer, Celtics, or watching Red Sox game at the Fenwey Park with anthonand enjoying a good meal! Yes, He loved to cook!. I agree with Curtis His great joy was relaxing on the deck, watching the sun set over the water in Hull! Rest in Peace my brother!

Frank, Ray and Curtis enjoy a day of golf and relaxation in Long Island 2019 

What a beautiful day and amazing night for Ray as we celebrated him, his spirit and all that he meant to each of us who were able to assemble. One Love!

Ray and I met only in May 2019, but it seemed as if we had known each other a lifetime. 
When Covid entered the game I insisted he move in with me immediately and he did.
We shared similar financial struggles triggered by life’s surprises, that most simply aren’t prepared for, his was disease (since 2015), mine was a bitter divorce (since 2010). Together we gathered the strength to move on and to accept help where ever we could find it. I promised to make every living day a special one for him, provided he wasn’t in extreme pain after chemo treatments. I will never forget the kindness of the Food Pantry for feeding us in the worst of times and the oil company, who did not shut down delivery when I couldn’t pay.
Angie from Cloud9 in Jamaica Plain provided free health treatments and cancer fighting tinctures, David Kaloupek gave legal advice, Frank Mullady provided hotel stays when Ray needed to be near Dana Farber, Doreen, his bestie, taught Ray to meditate and how to breath and gave him psychological strength, Bruce &Sara Nappi were most generous giving their Home in Hull before Ray moved in with me and Annelie Rode provided her Seaport apartment for a couple of months and there were many, many more loving, kind souls out there. Ray called them his angels.  
Ray and my group of misfits (“4 gays and Ray“) would compete in creating gourmet meals, go out on the boat, enjoy the beaches, and explore the Ipswich River and other nature preserves, a highlight in the year was his 65th birthday bash we threw for him.
At that point already his health was declining rapidly. The Tumor in the bowel lining had doubled in size and had metastasized into the liver. Ray and I moved into Boston the last few months. Some nights his pain was so terrible I would cry with him. 
What kept him going was the hope of seeing the fruits of his labor unfold, so he could seek alternative treatment in Florida. 
Those dreams were shattered when a serious  blood infection led to kidney failure. 
Ray was completely at peace when his daughters called him and ex-wife Kathy and stepdaughter Kerri came to visit. 
He called me his Prince, I called him my King. 
Even though his bodily presence is no longer with us, his soul is in our hearts and around us. I am honored to be able to finish his business ventures and to help create his “Little Cross” legacy. 
His love will make a profound difference in this struggling world. 

Ray left a legacy with his St. Anthony's High School classmates of 1973. We had a small graduating class of 111, in the all male Franciscan school on Long Island. Ray was a basketball and football player and he was a good friend of mine. Through the efforts of one of our classmates John Gorman, 59 of our class  have reconnected and they witnessed first hand, Ray's fight with cancer. Many, like Ken Rood and John Walsh  gave Ray a much needed boost when he was at his lowest. When John broke the news to the group that Ray had entered hospice, there was an outpouring of support and many suggestions to honor Ray with a scholarship in his name. We set up a GO Fund Me page and I'm happy to say that the class of 1973 has raised over $16,000. This will be donated to the Friars Forever Endowment Fund at St. Anthony's High School, that gives incoming students financial aid. This would fit into Ray's vision of providing for those that need a helping hand. The web site is 

https://gofund.me/f5236e73 

Ray will be missed,
especially by me.
Friars Forever
Frank Mullady, '73

For the fire safety app for example, the fireman in the photo, who went on the road with Ray, was Billy O'Conner, a fireman who led a crew at the 911 disaster. After hurricane Katrina, Ray and I were able to get support from Brad Pitt's organization to give "free" hurricane apps to New Orleans school children. Notice the heading of the center window: "best app of CES 2013". "CES" was the Consumer Electronics Show in Las Vegas. That got him an offer from Dino De Laurentiis' daughter Raffaella to display his app at the Oscar's! That led to Ray appearing on a Florida segment of Shark Tank! Ray even had an "open door" to the Weather Channel to apply the app there. Ray used to work for the original host Sam Champion.

He threw all his savings, from prior work leading a software team for major insurance companies in Hartford, Ct., plus a bunch of money he got as investments into this. We spent hundreds of hours writing business plans, power point presentations, sales brochures etc. but never found the support to sell it as a product, even though making it part of later on ventures.

Ray was my high school friend and teammate. Basketball was our bond, and our 4 yrs at St. Anthony's grew to be a life long friendship. Each time we spoke, we reminisced the same high school memories- on and off the court. They seemed to get better (and perhaps a little more embellished) every time!  In 2018, Ray surprised me with his appearance at my HOF dinner- 45 yrs after we cut down the nets!
 
Ray often recited his appreciation for hard work and preparation, lessons he acknowledged we learned from our HS coach, Gus Alfieri.

We were blessed to speak shortly before he passed, and we shared those stories one last time. His faith gave him strength and his love for his friends, classmates and teammates was so genuine.

He was and always will be true profile in courage!

I'll miss you Ray

I was blessed to be introduced to Ray in late 2018. I had shared with him the journey I was on with my grandmother battling cancer at the time & me creating infused frozen desserts for pain management because of the pain my grandmother was going through due to the treatments she was receiving along with the cancer itself. He shared multiple stories of his past and filled me in with his battle against cancer. From that point on, he offered to mentor me along my journey, welcomed me into his life & treated me as if I was his own flesh and blood. Ray had an amazing personality and his character was truly one of a kind. I am forever grateful to have met him.

What an odd couple we were, however, Ray became my bestie, as he did what all best friends are supposed to do, which is to build you up and believe in you.
We met in the Dana Farber cafeteria June 2017, after a meeting with his doctors for his stage 3 prostate cancer. I was to be the anatomy coach for a youth basketball program he was developing and from the first spine stabilization technique I showed him, he was intrigued. Over the next few days, I shared with him a couple more anatomy tools that could be used in the program which he applied and integrated into all his activities, from walking to loading the dishwasher. Much to both our surprise, after a few quick lessons, totalling 20 minutes max, he quadrupled his walking distance, improved his speed, was able to play his 1st golf game in six years, and own the back 9 holes, and more. It is important to note, when I met Ray, a month prior, he had just had a 3rd lower abdominal surgery for complications from his original prostate removal.
He insisted I develop my methodology & accompanied me to my first presentation to a director of physical therapy, it didn't go well. As we analyzed what went wrong, I said "The PT thought all I did was cue differently". Ray fumed, "You don't cue differently. You saved my life. I literally was going to finish my oxy & a bottle of red and be done, you gave me my body back and you gave me hope"
Dumbfounded and not knowing what to say as well as, trying not to crash the car, "Thank you for trusting me with your body and your story, but can we get a therapist..."
From that day onward, I made a conscious commitment to call him every day, find him a local network, and visit him two to three times a week. Over the next 2 years, we laughed, joked, coached, vented, and although my intention was to fill a void for him, he filled a void in me and I will miss him dearly...