This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Ray Good. Ray had the biggest heart, was always giving to others and had more friends than most of us will have in a lifetime. We will miss him immensely & will remember him forever.
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Leave a tributeCANCER sucks and I know first hand now, I realize now how much you went through with treatments and you were such a warrior, never complaining and staying so upbeat. Miss you big brother.
I hope that you and Todd are drinking some jack, playing a lot of golf and watching your nephews/nieces grow into amazing young people.
Love you always! Happy Heavenly Birthday!
To all of Ray's (many) friends, thanks for keeping Ray's memory alive! I know our family greatly appreciates it. Everyone toast up a Jack and diet for him tonight. I am with Phil in Vegas today, and I know we will.
Miss you very much. We all do! Getting together with our friends was always such a blast. On the court or the diamond at ponder park, even the bowling alleys, what great memories. And the concerts. Those were the best of times.
I can't believe its been three years already.
You were always smiling and fun to be with. A great athlete in many sports and always eager to play or watch the game.
You are truly missed !
I woke up today thinking about you and how many incredible friends in your life. The fact that even three years later, your friends are still celebrating your life is a testament to what a special person you are! I Can't tell you how much I miss you. With every sporting event we watch, we think of you. I still wonder how I won the genetic lottery and had the honor of being your sister. Happy Birthday, Ray!
I was in Kentucky last week. All the whiskey distilleries made me think of you. I even had a whiskey and coke in your honor. I went on a really cool tour of Churchill Downs. It reminded me of how much you loved horse racing. Have you ever been there......I bet you have. I still have fond memories of you and I watching Secretariat together. You are greatly missed!!!!
And I also realized why I so rarely return to Wash Park. I moved to the North-side the month you were diagnosed. it's almost like in my mind, Wash Park doesn't exist without you. If I don't go there, I don't have to face the reality that I can't swing over to ask you to join me at Benny's for some Mexican, or catch up on the latest in world events.
I'm going to try to recall the smile that greeted so many, and hope that I can try to share that smile to make others happy like you. Love you.
As I attempt to answer this question to new friends as I toast you at the latest Avs playoff game in Minnesota, I realize my answer fails to do your memory justice. You were much, much more than just a very genuine, honest man with an infectious smile, who loved his jack and diets, but most importantly his friends and family... especially his beloved mother where his name "Lemon" came from. Known for his love of sports-esp. the Avalanche and Rockies, travelling to Vegas for March Madness every year, playing "name that tune/artist/year" of the music playing over the loudspeaker of wherever he was at the time, engaging in a good game of golf or one of his charitable events, and watching his horses race, you could find him most evenings at the Wash Park Grill or at Marlowe's on a sunny afternoon for lunch.
These words barely scratch the surface of the person and friend you were to everyone whom was lucky enough to call you a friend. So, maybe the next time I will just summarize the answer to: "He was a Good friend" and smile. Thanks for the memories, Ray. The puck is in your court now, if you have any pull up there, maybe you can help Coach Roy out in Game 7. Your spirit definitely lives on. Miss you.
Happy Birthday! It's hard to believe 2 years has gone by so quickly. My 9th grader was home sick from school today and saw me crying as I read these messages to you. She remembers me getting to see you in Denver in Jan. 2012, asking "Wasn't that (favorite teenage word)awkward? - calling someone up out of the blue after not seeing them for 20 years and saying "Hey! I'm coming to Denver for a training class! What are you doing for dinner tomorrow night?" I told her if she'd ever met you, she'd know there nothing awkward about it. The 20 years melted away. I am so grateful I got to have those 2 evenings with you.
I miss you! Cheers!
Today would have been your 56th birthday, and I miss being able to pick up the phone and harass you about it. The kids miss you tremendously as do Kent and I. It seems a lot of people felt like you were their angel, but I guess that's just how you roll. I will definitely be playing some of your favorite tunes today and will probably start with some sappy Dan Fogelberg for you. Love you!
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Snowmobiling in Taos
One year Ray took me down to Taos for some skiing and partying at a cabin. I don't remember the specifics but Melissa was also there with her friends. One night Ray and I decide to go snowmobiling. It was late and freezing outside. We both hopped on with Ray at the wheel (this is key). After we were quite a ways from the cabin we start to make a turn and instead of turning the snowmobile continues straight for a tree. At the last minute we both jumped off and the snowmobile hit the tree and flipped over on its side. Of course since Ray was driving I blamed him and he blamed me for not leaning the right way. I still say it was his fault. Anyway, we were scared stiff because we were so far away and didn't have a fast way to get back. Did I mention it was freezing out! We finally got the snowmobile up and running and limped back to the cabin. The whole way we were trying to make up a story because we thought we probably damaged the snowmobile when it flipped. Of course when we got there, Ray explained how it was my fault and I explained how he didn't know how to drive... both of us looking for a little bit of sympathy. Must of been quite a sight! Everybody started laughing and we looked at each other wondering what the joke was. Apparently flipping the snowmobile happens all the time so we were wasting all of our energy worrying about nothing. Couple of beers later he admited that maybe I leaned the right way and I conceded his driving was not that bad. Typical Ray, always thinking about other people before himself. Really missing him around this time of year!
Golfing City Park
We were playing a hole on the backside of City Park,(next to the Zoo). After my drive found the rough, Ray crushed his drive down in the middle of the fairway. As we were walking off the tee box, we could see a kid walking across the fairway. He picked up Ray's ball and headed towards the street. Ray started yelling, which only made this kid pick-up his pace to a full run. Ray was "pissed", especially when I told him it would cost him a stroke for a lost ball. I loved golfing with Ray.