Hi all i was just lookin at skype and wondered how many used it with our name , i live in a small town Kings Lynn in the county,of Norfolk ,onthe east coast England , I wonder if by chance going back over the years if you imigrated years ago , the name of Pratt go back over 1000 years ago . im now 89 years old , be nice to hear from you , yours Ray , .

Uncle Ray was always an iconoclast who thought big about life. He was my mother's sister's husband and I knew him since I was born. He grew up in a very racially divided society and married my aunt way before it was considered the norm that interracial marriage is today. That's a testament to both of them actually, and how devoted they were to each other, as I'm sure my aunt survived a lot of criticism at the time. Regardless, I was born to Hazel's older sister, who had me as a teenager. Many ups and downs in my mother's life left me often in the care of Ray and Hazel, whom I adored. They took me in and treated me like their own. Years later it came out that considered adopting me, if needed. I am forever grateful for their love and compassion. Uncle Ray was a very deep person, he was very philosophical and always spoke about the big picture. I think he had the spirit of the billionaire, he was so generous in consciousness and had big dreams. I admired how he survived the horrors of Vietnam with his spirit in tact. You can't put a price on that. He was a devoted father, husband, brother, uncle, etc. He LOVED his family. I was fortunate to have my daughter (most likely an only child) at 40 years old, and we named her Emma Grace, after my husband Mark's Grandmother for the first name, but I also was aware that Uncle Ray's mother's name was Grace, as well as it being an beautiful name, that had additional significance for me which I've never really told him. It was a factor in our decision around my daughter's middle name. Up until a few months before he passed away, Uncle Ray did a rare Skype session with us, as he enjoyed seeing us and Emma. He was just the kindest, sweetest man. I can't imagine my life without him, and he meant so much to my lovely aunt Hazel, who is a world class woman all the way, and they both really inspired me with their true love. As I said earlier, they took me on camping and other trips as a child. In fact, I went to San Francisco with them when I was 11 ish and I ended up living in SF for several years as an adult and still work for a company located there. The influence of Hazel and Ray on my life is profound. Solomon asked for pictures but I happen to know that his mother has most of the pictures I know of that could express how involved they were in my life. Uncle Ray always remembered the great talks we had in the car on our trip to SF. He was a very deep person, I can't really describe/do it justice. He's definitely always been a guardian angel in the family and I'm really still grappling with his loss, but I know that he would want us all to be strong. Just an amazing man and I miss him so much but I'm glad he's no longer in pain. Love you Uncle Ray and rest in peace my dear! xoxo Love you always, Liza, Mark, and Emma

We all know my dad avoided the camera when able, if anyone has any more pics please scan and email them to me at: [email protected]