Raymond Sullivan

  • Born: October 18, 1927
  • Died: December 11, 2020
  • Location: New York, New York

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Raymond E. Sullivan, age 93, passed away peacefully at home in New York City surrounded by loved ones on December 11, 2020.

Born on October 18, 1927, Raymond was the seventh of nine children of Helen (née Reddington) and Florence Sullivan. He was predeceased in death by his parents and siblings William, Ann, John, Helen, Thomas, Claire, James and Eileen. Raymond is survived by his beloved wife of 59 years Elizabeth (née Kelly), his cherished daughters Rosemary (Angelo), Carolyn (David), Joanne, Barbara (Kim) and Elizabeth, adored grandchildren Meghan, Matthew, Kaitlyn and Kieran, and other family and friends.

A life long New Yorker, Raymond was born and raised on Manhattan's west side in the St. Paul the Apostle parish where he was baptized, went to grammar school and was married. He graduated from Commerce High School and served in the United States Armed Forces. He had a 39 year career at the United States Postal Service where he served as a postal inspector, supervisor and post office master, and received an award for meritorious contribution and service. Following his retirement from the United States Postal Service he continued working until 1995 at Manhattan College in Riverdale, NY.

Raymond was a devout Catholic and served as a member of the Knights of Columbus for many years. He was elected Grand Knight of the New Amsterdam Chapter of NY in June, 1969. Growing up on the west side, he was a natural athlete who enjoyed playing basketball, baseball and stickball. He will be dearly missed by his devoted family.

A Funeral Mass will be held on Friday, December 18, 2020 at 10 am at St. Paul the Apostle Church, 59th Street and Columbus Avenue. In lieu of flowers, please consider making a donation in his memory to a charity of your choice.


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Parable On Immortality Henry Van Dyke
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and the sky come down to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says, There she goes.

Gone where? Gone from my sightthat is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, There she goes, there are other eyes watching her coming and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, Here she comes!

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