He noted that first came the date of birth 
And spoke the date with tears, 
Was the dash between those years. (1900 - 1970) 

For that dash represents all the time 
That was spent alive on earth... 
And now only those who loved him 
Know what that little line is worth. 

For it matters not, how much you own; 
The cars ...the house ...the cash. 
What matters is how we live and love 
And how we spend our dash. 

So think about this long and hard... 
Are there things you'd like to change? 
For you never know how much time is left. 
That can still be rearranged. 

If we could just slow down enough 
To consider what's true and real, 
And always try to understand 
The way other people feel. 

And be less quick to anger, 
And show appreciation more 
And love the people in our lives 
Like we've never loved before. 

If we treat each other with respect, 
And more often wear a smile... 
Remembering that this special dash 
Might only last a little while. 

So, when your eulogy's being read 
With your life's action to rehash... 
Would you be proud of the things they say 
About how you spent your dash? 
Spend it well.

As Robin matured into an adult, married and added 
children to his family, Ray became a grampa to 
Samantha and Brianna. 

As my father in law, I truly enjoyed his company and 
his memories of the past. 

In my heart, Ray will forever be one of the truly special 
people that I have known. 

Dad  Cooper - you may be gone, but will never be forgotten.

Love forever Robin, Sandra, Samantha and Brianna Murphy