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RHM 1920-2001

(from the Movie GODSPELL)
Where are you going?
Where are you going?
Can you take me with you?
For my hand is cold
And needs warmth
Where are you going?
Far beyond where the horizon lies
Where the horizon lies
And the land sinks into mellow blueness
Oh please take me with you
Let me skip the road with you
I can dare myself
I can dare myself
I'll put a pebble in my shoe
And watch me walk (watch me walk)
I can walk and walk!
I shall call the pebble Dare
I shall call the pebble Dare
We will talk about walking
Dare shall be carried
And when we both have had enough
I will take him from my shoe, singing:
"Meet your new road!"
Then I'll take your hand
Finally glad
Finally glad
That I am here
By your side
By my side
By my side
By my side


This page exists as a living memorial to my father, Raymond Henry Montavon, who was taken from this world by a drug-addict who murdered him in cold blood. This page exists so that my Pop's memory will always live on and not be tarnished by the awful way he had to leave this world...as a victim of violent crime.  Don't cry, just REMEMBER.

Don't These Guys Look F'n Cool? I Think So
Ray & Carl Montavon Circa 1936
Ray (left) and Carl Montavon (older brother) sometime in the late 1930's. Is that the ZZ Top car?

"One last song
Given to an Angel's Son
As soon as you were gone
As soon as you were gone"

"I'm thinking about forever and missing you
I know you're so much better
You made it through"


If it wasn't the right thing to do, you didn't do it
If it was something that would make life better for your family, you did it immediately
You made the difference in so many lives
You took care of so many people
Your unselfishness is an example to light the way for all of us
Your Love still shines through
Death has no power over you
God has called you to him
And you went willingly
Knowing you did all you could do here
Making the difference
What would this life had been had I not known you?
You were already old when I was young
But you stuck around
And now I wish you were still around
There is a hole in my heart where you used to be
All those times I thought of Dad
All those times I realized how much I loved you
All those times I tried to let you know
I think you did
I know this life will forever be empty without you
But I will carry on in your name
And I will never forget you, not for one second
You are a part of me
And I will live my life the way you did
I will always think of others before myself
I will always show my love
Because that is what you did
And I have received this challenge
To be half the man you were

I miss you Pop


How does a man put this into words? My father was killed, no, my father was MURDERED on Saturday, July 7th. I can barely sustain myself long enough to type this entry. . .
   My dad was the greatest man who ever lived. A lot of folks say that about their dad, but to me, he was my hero. It's hard to explain, but I had so much admiration for the simple life he led. To say he was loved was an understatement. My family and the town I am from are paralyzed with grief today as we mourn a man who meant so much to so many.
   Raymond Henry Montavon was the man who taught me to love music. From my earliest memories, he was always playing country music on the radio. He loved Hank Williams, Bill Monroe, and Willie Nelson. He once told me he didn't know what his life would have been like without music. I definitely know what mine would have been without music. . .empty.
   My dad was a healthy happy 80 year old man. . .an age most of us will be lucky to reach, but the key word was HEALTHY. Some motherfucker robbed him of 10, 15, maybe 20 good years. . .I had prepared myself to accept my fathers death since he turned 70 (that is officially "old" in my book), but not like this, not in this way.
   Pops. . .I LOVE YOU. . .I MISS YOU. . .I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN SOMEDAY. Rest in Peace you Dear Sweet Man.