Date Of Birth: June 2, 1917
Date Of Death: February 25, 2010
Raymond Franklin Lewis, 92, of Pendleton, paased away Thursday, February 25, 2010. He was born in Martinsville, IN on June 2, 1917, the son of the late Benjamin Harrison and Leafy (Moore) Lewis. He was a grinder operator for 28 years at Western Electric. He is survived by his daughter, Teresa G. (Dean) Burtner; three sons Bob K. Malone, Terry Wayne (Cathy) Malone, Eddy Franklin (Liza) Lewis; 11 grandchildren, 17 great-grandchildren; and sisters, Bertha Hudson, Martha Belle Lewis, Pearl Cummings, Mary Dockery, and Minnie Jones. Raymond was preceded in death by his loving wife of 56 years, Eva Louise (Sims) Lewis, and a son, Forrest Ray (Susan) Lewis.Funeral services will be Tuesday, March 2 at Bethel Baptist Church, 11818 State Road 32 E, Noblesville, IN at 12 p.m. with visitation starting at 10 a.m. until time of service. Burial will be at Washington Park East Cemetery. Please visit Raymond’s online guest book at www.indianafuneralcare.co
Mark Carol Lowe says
We just always thought highly of Ray. He was always wearing a smile and I beleive always made the best of difficult situations! He was one that you would always want as your friend. I’m glad to know we will just miss him for a little while and then be with him for all eternity! “Friends are friends forever if the Lord is Lord of them”
Jennifer Collins says
Im really sorry to here about your dad . Its been along time sense we have talkled Terese . I rember when we where little girls making your dad and mom mud pies. Your parents always made me fill at home when I came to your house. please get ahold of me . would love to talk to you. You and your family is in my prays.Im really sorry I wont be able to make the funeral. love Jennifer collins 317 351-9450
Bob Malone says
Ray picked me and my brother Terry to be his sons when I was only 2 years old.I didn’t know then,but realize now that he would desperately need to “practice” being a disciplinarian in order to get ready for his last/youngest son,Eddy….Forrest was in between & never required much “maintenance”,Eddy on the other hand…well the rest is History as they say…Ray was a “great role model” and showed a strength in his later years unequaled by few mortals…I was proud to call him DAD and will love him ’FOREVER’,maybe longer….Semper Fi….BIG BAD BOB………..
Teresa Burtner says
To my daddy!
How I miss our talks, your smile and your pretty blue eyes! I know you are where you’ve wanted to be, with mom and Forsey! You have been the best daddy and I will miss you for the rest of my life. I will see you soon..I can’t wait to see your mansion in heaven!
Love,
Your sweet bunch of pudding and only daughter, Teresa
Troy says
I only have fond memories of “Uncle Ray.” He was always such a cut up and loved us kids. He always made us feel welcome, made us laugh and included us in everything! Any man that could stay married to a Sims woman that long is a saint (I’m related by way of Louise, so I can say that). I have two vivid memories of Ray and Louise, visiting their home in Indianapolis and their visit to California where my Mom introduced Ray to Mexican food. He was taking the burrito apart because he didn’t want to eat the paper. I think he just wanted to give us all a good laugh. Oh, and the visits to Indianapolis – I couldn’t get over the fact that they had the same dog (a dalmatian) seemed like twenty years later. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there in person. Best to all my cousins and may you bring much comfort to each other. I hope to see you all soon. Love, Troy
Eddy Lewis Sr says
My Dad named me after Eddy Arnold. My Mom wanted to name me Hurbert. I will forever love my Dad for winning that battle! My Dad was a great man. He loved to fish and hunt. He wasn’t a deer hunter (he thought they were too pretty to kill), but he loved his squirrel & rabbit. He was very clever too. He was proud of the fact that he “forgot more things then you’ll ever know.” He loved being outdoors. Doing yard work or just sitting in his lawn chair. I miss my Dad. I cherish the fact that he and I was Baptized together, along with my wife and daughter. In the end, he loved his Bible and listening to his Radio for both Gospel and Classic Country (Oh yes! He Loved The Grand Ole Opry & Hew Haw). He is in Heaven now. With my Mom and brother, Forrest. My Dad’s parents are with him too. Just think what Party we are missing. Someday, we will join in, (but for now)we have our lives to live. My dad lived a full life. I can only hope that mine is half as full. Oh! One more thing, don’t believe everything that my Big Brother (Bobbie/Butch) says about me. He has always been jealous of my hair & stealing his women.
Terry Malone says
I was born in the summer of my 59th year, the year my real daddy… the man i always called Ray. Most dont know there was always a wall of manhood between us. Ray caught pneumonia and couldnt serve in WW eye eye. He missed that train, once he and me sat at the airport and watched the planes take off and land and talked and talked. The plane i was to leave on had been gone for forty minutes before i realized i had missed it. We laughed another forty minutes until i could make arrangements for another one. There will always be another one. There will never be another like him. I never laid eyes on the “parent” that bore me, Ray was my daddy and towards the end we both knew it. His illness robbed him of his sight, but he always knew when and where and how i was. He just asked. Tributes dont come easy to the man who gave me my first BB gun “Eddy just put a BB in the windshield of my new truck.” No, i didn’t lend him mine. Yes, i dared him to do it. Was Eddy the problem child? All four of us was. The fifth was the biggest problem. I wasnt but eighteen when she got born. Four darn boys and then the light came back, the spark, the will to do it all over again one more time. Will there be a morning, will there be another day, could i see it from the mountaintop if i were as tall as they? See ya at the mountaintop.