In the sunset's golden glow agleam, Ray's ninety years weave tales through time, On Laidley's crest where dreams redeem, With views that soar, near windswept chime. Parties bloom within those walls, Where laughter dances 'neath the light, Opera's sigh through chamber falls, And wine sets evening's spirit right. Fergus, the cat with eyes of sage, Prowls amidst the gathered cheer, Marking moments, page by page, In a life well-lived, a love sincere. To Ray, on this auspicious day, A symphony of years gone by, From hills of San Francisco bay, To boundless views 'neath starry sky.