He was humble, strong in character, brave, a loving husband and father, and the love of my life. Our 4 children carry on his qualities and that makes me so proud.

Meeting Great Grandson Dash

My condolences to Ray's family. I first met Ray when [ describe how you know each other ] and we would often [ include common activities together ].

Ray was a pretty quiet guy, but quite aware of his surroundings; vigilant I would say. While living in Oregon we went to an outdoor concert in Portland. We drove into town, parked the car and headed toward the venue on the Willamette River.  Ray always brought up the rear of our family group, as a protector I think.  While our kids and I were crossing the street there was a group of bikers that were getting tired of waiting, revving their engines, and one of them lunged his bike into the crosswalk, probably to intimidate everyone. Ray immediately turned and grabbed his handlebars and pushed him, and his bike, back and he stayed there for a few seconds and stared the guy down.  It was then that I knew that he was still, and would always be, our protector.

And there is Haystack Rock! — with Ray and Judy

A foggy day at Canon Beach — with Ray Funk

Dear Judy and family,

My condolences to you and the family on the loss of Ray.  Sounds like you had a wonderful life together and is a shame you lost him at such an early time of your lives.  I was a classmate of his at Northwestern and we never could get an address for a class reunion.  From the obituary and the above pictures I can tell he will be dearly missed.  Blessings to you and your family.

1963 Northwestern Classmate,

AnnaLou (Oswald) Fritzinger

I'm Jeffrey Kistler who graduated with Ray from Northwestern High School in 1963. 

I'm sorry to hear about his illnesses and death.

 I remember Ray as quiet, kind, easy going, intelligent, shy.  He was the Vice President of our Class.

Our Class last was in contact with Ray in 1973.  I regret that in the subsequent fifty years, we have missed knowing the special man Ray was.

A true gentleman that we were all hopeful to emulate as we grew older. Mr. Funk was kind and caring, not too overbearing. He was fun but would also challenge you to learn and be more. He was a remarkable father. As Catholics, we loved spending time in BYF because of the love he and Mrs. Funk had for all of us.

Mr. Funk walked in his ways. It wasn’t a parade, it was a clear and precise to show what “love thy neighbor” looked like. We were very lucky to have him in our community.

He is missed, but there is zero doubt that he left this world better than he found it.

Love to all the Funks and it is my prayer that love, warm memories and strength finds you often during this time of your Dad’s undoubted transition to Heaven.

I remember when he told me at when getting ready to get in line to march not to let no one get you down kid. Just try to do your best. It stuck with me all of my life. Thank you for the advise

Dad has always loved animals --- and they always loved him right back! — with Dad with Bagera