Name: Ray, Ray D., Eddie Ray
Age: 25
Occupation: Teacher, football and wrestling coach
Likes: Beer, steak, history, history movies and being co-best man
Dislikes: The crazy shenanigans his sisters put him through
Three years ago, Ray and I went on a trip to California; we flew into L.A. and spent a week driving up the coast to San Francisco. It was awesome. Except for the fact that Ray kept singing the same Rat Pack song (actually one line from the song) over and over again, so much so that I still hear it in my sleep. I’m still picking Cheetos out of the backpack I brought with me, still having nightmares about all the red lights I went through trying to run away from the Inglewood gang-fight that was happening on the way to Randy’s Donuts, and still laughing about the lunch in Napa where Ray set his clothes on fire with a battery and some pennies. Ahhhh, memories.

