Que Sera Sera... Whatever Will Be Will Be.

Ray Bowers Wright 1921 ~ 2009 Coalville ~ Taylorsville Our most beloved husband, father, grandfather and great-grandfather, Ray Bowers Wright, age 87, passed away peacefully at home on November 18, 2009. Born December 22, 1921, to Mary Ellen Staples Wright and Lawrence E. B. Wright in Coalville, Utah. Married Belva Johnston on May 7, 1942, in the Salt Lake Temple. Ray loved sports and played whenever or wherever he could. Attended North Summit High School and served as student body president. He also loved riding his horse in the countryside or mountains. He served his country in the army at the end of World War II and was stationed in the Philippines as sports director at a rest camp for GI's. He owned his own truck line for 14 years, and drove truck until his retirement in 1986. He was a member of the Teamsters and served as President of the Retiree's Organization for several years. Ray was a member of the LDS Church, and served in many callings. He loved people and was a friend to everyone. He will be sorely missed. He was preceded in death by: his parents; brothers, Emery and Keith; and one son, Robert J. Wright. Survivors: his wife of 67 years, Belva; children, Teresa (Marvin) Pace, Farrell (Lori) Wright and Stuart (Tracy) Wright; 16 grand-children, 13 great-grandchildren, and one brother, Joseph Lee. Services will be held November 23 at the Taylorsville 27th Ward Chapel, 2976 West 4270 South, at 11:30 a.m. A viewing will be held at Redwood Memorial Mortuary & Cemetery, 6500 South Redwood Road, Sunday evening, November 22, from 6-8 p.m. and Monday, at 10:00 a.m. prior to the service. In lieu of flowers please make donations to Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation (JDRF).

My sweet grandpa, I love you.

You can't possibly know how much I'm going to miss you. Even though your still with us right now, you're not, really. I am so grateful for the influence you had on me. Taking me to church every Sunday of my childhood was some of the best memories my life. Coming home to the smell of cooking roast after walking home with you.Teaching me how to ride my bike, then later how to drive a car. You would always cut the meat at every meal, and sit at the same spot at the table. You always whistled and sang me little songs. You would always keep me stocked up in veggies during the summer from your huge garden. No matter how down I was, or how hard things got at home, your place was always a constant safe haven that I could feel normal at. Thank you.

Things are changing now, I know that. But I'll always love you.

Halloween

So Halloween was fun this year. We dressed Dillon as a pumpkin (totally fitting). We went to see my grandparents. I'm so grateful for them, they taught me so many life lessons. It is sad to see them grow so old and fade away slowly. They have had such a full life, and are such good people. I know that whatever is after, if such a thing exists, will welcome them with open arms. If anyone deserves it, it's them. 
After my grandparents we went to my in-laws to say hi. My mother-in-law Lyn babysits Dill during the week, and she's cute with him. I think she's more paranoid about his health and overall happiness than I am. But I am grateful for her help.
Then it was off to my families house. My mom made tarantula taco salad (very yummy homemade shells and pico de gaillo), this delicious lime drink mmmmm, and awesome apple cake. Good times with family. I hope yours went as good as mine did. woo!!