I never met Ray Dobratz. His son, Erik, is a friend of mine and co-worker at the TV station. I know about Ray because Erik talked about him–told me stories about him.
Ray Dobratz was killed Sunday in the explosion that leveled the power plant in Middletown.
Sometimes life catches up with you in a hurry. No one said goodbye. Ray left life unfinished.
What I heard about Ray I liked. More importantly, you couldn’t listen to Erik talk about his father without immediately understanding the deep affection they had for each other.
If it’s any solace Ray knew how Erik felt abut him. Erik’s conversations with me left that point perfectly clear.
Not saying goodbye is sad. Not knowing love would be tragic.
We all mourn the loss of Ray Dobratz. Please keep his family in your heart.