I watched Ray Lewis play his last game in Baltimore ("Ray's day," Jan. 7). He never started out as a great man, but he is finishing as one. So somewhere along the way he changed, chose a different destiny, decided on a different life. He was always a master of his trade and now is a master of his beliefs.
So it was with a tear in my eye that that I watched him dance his way out of the tunnel, and it was with one on my cheek and my heart in my mouth that I watched him disappear into the dressing room. Thank you, Ray, for all the wonderful memories, all the incredible days out that you gave me and my son. Those days and you shall never be forgotten,
Joe Devoy, Edgewater