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Ray Cross       1912 - 2006

Harry's Poem: My Dear Dad Ray E.



My dear dad Ray E. was variously:

Fiery as the crucible he tamed as a young metallurgist;

Cool as the water he treated as a mature entrepreneur;

Savvy as the Wall Street insider he generally outperformed;

Solitary as the only child he was born;

Curious as a cat about the whole wide world;

Generous as few have ever been to all he met and many he never did;

Loyal and fair and dedicated as a man could be.

You were truly unique and unforgettable, Dad - and I loved you.

                                                                   Harry