Saturday, May 31, 2025
Ray and I were best friends in high school. We lived just two houses apart on the same block, and some of my favorite memories are of us playing in the marching band and at the Bean Runner.
In August 2019, I returned to Peekskill for a vacation and had the chance to attend one of Ray’s jazz festivals. During the event, he introduced me as best friend from high school — it was a moment that truly touched my heart.
The next day, I helped him set up for another jazz festival down by the river. It felt like we had stepped back in time. We laughed, shared stories, and enjoyed every minute of it. That time together meant so much to me, and I will cherish it forever.
I love you, Blue, Rest in peace.
Paul Bullock, Jr.