OBITUARY

Daniel J. Ravner

July 2, 1980June 9, 2018
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In lieu of flowers the family is requesting that donations be made to the following organization:

www.bbrfoundation.org

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Services

  • Visitation Tuesday, June 12, 2018
  • Funeral Service Wednesday, June 13, 2018
REMEMBERING

Daniel J. Ravner

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Kathleen DeLessio

June 12, 2018

Daniel , ‘my brother’, I am so sorry I couldn’t be there tonight ... I tried my hardest to make it. Please forgive me ! We spoke twice a day ... about what was planned for that day & later ... how it went. I am bewildered, lost & heartbroken ... it hasn’t really sunk in. I will miss your laugh, your encouragement, your stories ... I miss you ... that great smile, big ocean blue eyes, your wit ... everything you brought to my life. As I said to you many times ... I couldn’t be more proud of you . You helped me in more ways than you knew. I am still in shock that I will never hear your voice or see you again until it is my time to join you. My solace is that when it is my time ... you will be there to greet me. My love to you & your family. I trust you are at peace, without pain & are joyful. As an aside ... what’s Elvis like ? Again, please forgive me for not being able to come in person to say these things. Lastly ... you are/were a great friend & you will forever be in my heart ... it was my honor & a privilege to have known you ... Heaven is a brighter more musical & livelier place now that you are there. Love always, Kathleen

anonymous writer

June 10, 2018

I will never forget the first time I met you. You had just gotten home and the last thing you wanted was a stranger knocking at your door. After knocking numerous times between the instrumental breaks, trying to create a noise louder with my small fist to overpower your fluid tunes, you opened the door to a museum of sorts; walls aligned with artwork, vintage collectibles, paint, random extravagant embellishments, and the most impressive record collection I had ever seen. A purple bandanna, a HOV shirt, and silver jewelry; to more easily visualize, months later when coincidentally crossing paths with your family and yourself at the beach, a young child expressing how excited they were to meet a “pirate.” You flipped your blue lined sunglasses up onto your head, revealing piercing blue eyes with a look to intimidate me, given you had no idea who I was. I introduced myself, to which you immediately stepped forward and shook my hand. You explained to me that you played the drums to which I responded that I had played since I was five. As I continued to introduce myself, your presence remained strong, in an effort to intimidate me further, however I wasn't frightened. And for whatever reason that made you smile, but then you quickly expressed that you “had to go” and slammed the door. I stood there processing the energy you had portrayed within the five minute introduction. Your intensity, your passion, your uniqueness; until the next time I met with you. Over the course of the past year, I had the pleasure of getting to know you through art making, music, and “adventures.” You painted a beautiful portrait of life, regardless of judgement; remaining true to who you were always. You constantly questioned why I understood so much, and thanked me every time you processed something emotional. Your quick comments did not only portray your true intelligence, but your willingness to move forward regardless of underlying pain. In the past year I've known you I

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