November 24, 1930 – September 21, 2018
Charles Allen Raye, 87, recent resident of Kearney, Missouri, and former resident of Elyria and Columbus, Ohio, went to heaven peacefully on September 21, 2018. He was born in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania on November 24, 1930, the son of Genevieve Klonsky and Anthony Rahe.
Chuck will be greatly missed by his wife and children who considered him a great friend. He was a very hard working, generous and caring person. He cherished and spoiled his dog, Darby. He loved history, music, writing, cooking, coaching little league baseball, and learning everything he could about everything in life. He had a wonderful sense of humor and loved to tell his stories of growing up in Pittsburgh. A joke was never far away.
He loved playing board games with his family and played dominos with his wife, Joanie, every morning.
He loved to take family trips to the amusement parks or visit historical areas. It was always a great time and made memories that will be cherished forever.
Early in his career he excelled in sales. He received national recognition for his achievements with various companies as his career matured.
He transitioned into his own home improvement business, and eventually earned a heating and air conditioner (HVAC) certification. This enabled him to finish his career as supervisor at Ohio State Penitentiary HVAC department early in 2000.
He is survived by his wife, Joan Darline Myers of 59 years; daughters, Kimberly Raye Miller of Siler City, North Carolina, Holly Raye Dean (Steve) of Alamogordo, New Mexico, Roxana Raye Kessler (Eric) of Lawson, Missouri; sons, David Raye (Kayla) of Baroda, Michigan, and Barney Raye (Angela) of Columbus, Ohio; 19 grandchildren and several great grandchildren.
He was preceded in death by his parents and son, Steven Raye.
A small private family service will be held at a later date.
God’s Garden
God looked around his garden and He found an empty place.
And then He looked down upon the earth and saw your tired face.
He put His arms around you, and lifted you to rest.
God’s garden must be beautiful. He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering. He knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb,
So He closed your weary eyelids and whispered “Peace be thine.”
It broke our hearts to lose you, but you didn’t go alone.
For part of us went with you, the day God called you home.
