Raymon Francis Low

Raymon (Ray) Francis Low, 97 years old was called home to the Lord, October 23, 2019, in Carmichael California. He left this life with a full heart, nourished with love of family and friends. Born in Chicago, Illinois 1922, to Clarabell and Raymon O. Low, the family made the big move west to the Arizona sunshine in 1926, by way of Jerome, and settling in Phoenix around 1929. He was the second oldest of seven children, four girls and three boys. The family lived near 20 th St. and Thomas Road and, from this place, he would go on to school, learn to fly an aircraft in St. George, Utah, and serve his country in the United States Army Air Corps (before there was the USAF) in the WWII Burma Theater. Returning to Phoenix, he built a life as a printer and retired 42 years later from the Arizona Republic Newspaper, where he worked as Composing Room supervisor/manager. Making the big move to Scottsdale in 1975, he was introduced to the “love of his life” Carol, and they married in 1977. They traveled the world together, spending time at their cabin at Hawley Lake, and later, their place in Munds Park. Always together, they enjoyed playing bridge (he was a master), working in the yard, entertaining with friends, and spending lots of family time. Ray was preceded in death by his son Ron Low, his daughter Karen Butterfield, son-in-law Pete Perkins, and siblings Elaine, Gene, Dorothy, Delores, and Virginia. He is survived by his wife Carol Butterfield Low, his brother Robert (Bob), daughter Janet (Butterfield) Pazdernik, Mike Pazdernik, as well as, grandchildren, Peter Perkins II Sara Lamonica Perkins, Kyle Perkins, Luke Pazdernik, and Olivia Pazdernik, along with great grandchildren, Peter Perkins III and Penelope Perkins. Over the course of his 97 years, he had many friends come in and out of his life. As he said many times, he outlived most of his family, friends and co-workers, but lived with the vibrant memories of each. Ray loved the Valley of the Sun and all of Arizona. The last year of his life, he enjoyed living in Carmichael, CA. with Carol and his daughter’s family. Here, he shared his lifetime of stories with each of them. He was a treasure trove of Phoenix history, as he’d seen it all develop before his eyes. He described in detail his military service, which involved flying “over The Hump”, resupplying Allied units based in China. He was a proud member of “America’s Greatest Generation” and, as he said, “the forgotten bastards of Burma.” His love of God, Country and Family were his guiding lights. He was truly a great man, husband, father, grandfather, great grandfather, who made beautiful and lasting impressions on our souls. Love you Dad.