Raymond “Ray” Ruiz
September 3, 1986 – April 13, 2017
Raymond Ruiz, 30, of Bryan, passed away to be with the Lord, on Thursday, April 13, 2017, in his home. A visitation will be from 6 to 8 pm, Wednesday, April 19, 2017; at the funeral center with a rosary recited at 8 pm. Mass of Christian Burial will be at 10 am, Thursday, April 20, 2017, at St. Joseph Catholic Church. Interment will be at Bryan City Cemetery. Services are in the care of Callaway-Jones Funeral and Cremation Centers Bryan-College Station.
Raymond worked at Rx pizza and enjoyed the downtown community. He enjoyed making people laugh, music, comedy and having a good time. Raymond rode his bike everywhere and has gotten to know a lot of people that way. Numerous friends and family will miss him. This community is deeply saddened they will be missing such a loving person.
Raymond Ruiz was born on September 3, 1986, the son of Graviela Rodriguez and Ricky Ruiz. Raymond is preceded in death by his father Ricky Ruiz, one loving sister Betty Jeanette Mandujano; his maternal grandparents Raymond and Guadalupe Rodriguez. Raymond leaves behind one brother Raul Mandujano; his two sisters Ramona Ruiz and Becky Martinez; his paternal grandmother Mary Alaman.
Serving as pallbearers are Ramiro De-Lira, Ted Rodriguez, Raymond Rodriguez, Donald Kasner, Walker Bonds Diggins, and Max Andrade.
“Love knows no boundaries. While Raymond is no longer physically with us, his spirit is always around us.”
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Raymond I can’t believe this, you’re so young mijo your whole life ahead of you. Why did this have to happen.Raymond we love you and you will be greatly missed. Love you and may you RIP.Love always
I didn’t know Ray well. My son and I met him at Rx on Valentine’s Day. He entertained my sweet kiddo with the dough and talked to him about skateboarding and sports. He told my son to never give up just because he didn’t get things right the first time. He was sincere.
I ran into Ray at Revolutions on Poetry night a few weeks later and had a chance to thank him for being so genuine and kind.
I’m weeping for the loss this family is experiencing. I’m so very sorry to hear this news. He was a good soul.
Raymond, as I sit here I find myself with a heavy heart. Still trying to wrap my mind around the idea that I will no longer be able to see you , hear your voice , or tell you I love you. If only I knew I would of told I love you more hug you a little longer hang out more. I will miss you a great deal. I hate to say good bye to my loved ones so I will say until we meet again. I love you Ray
Sign uncle Ted.
My condolences to Ray’s family. Words cannot express how deeply sorry I am for the loss of a great man such as Ray. He was my first true love. And while our lives led us in different directions, I never forgot how he impacted my life. He will be truly missed.
-Leah Ellis (Meador)
I knew Ray through Revolution where he would sometimes stop by after a shift for a beer and a laugh. I was struck immediately by his genuine, kind nature. Never saw anything from him but a smile and a firm handshake. He was a truly lovely person, which is rare these days… I will miss his smiling face a great deal, my sincere condolences to his family and friends
Ray, I love you like my own brother man. I remember the first night we met at a party and hit it off instantly, we found we had a mutual love for punk rock and the rest was history. After that night we became very close friends and had more crazy times than I can remember, Our trip to Mexico, moshing at the Third Floor Cantina to our favorite local bands, countless backyard barbeques, road trips to Houston or Austin, random tattoos, and more parties than you can shake a fist at. Even the times that weren’t all that exciting were still great because I always had my brother(s) at my side. We could do anything back then and by god we did. Through the years we both had some rough times, we both experienced some loss and some hardship but we both endured and when we got back together to hang out we always just picked up where we left off, no matter what life was throwing at us at the time, which is the sign of a true friend. I even cherish the times we would just go hang out different places in town and play bones for hours on end. It was always a comfort to know that no matter what was going on I had my bro, and I could talk to him about anything, from god to politics, to punk to folk, anything… I realize now that all the magic through the years wasn’t about what crazy adventure we were getting in to or what we were talking about but who we were with… I love you man, and I’ll miss you until the day I see you again.