Even the weather cooperated last week when Elisha Ray Nance’s body was laid to rest with the honors befitting an American hero.
By the weather cooperating, I mean that it was perfect for a D-Day funeral. It was overcast, cold and wet, much like that morning when Ray headed for a French beach 65 years ago. Ray was second in command of Company A that day and the only company officer to reach the beach and live to tell about it. He was severely wounded in the process, wounded so badly that it took nearly a year for him to recover.