Every couple of months or so, I would ride down with him. I offered to cover some of the tolls and gas, but he wouldn't hear of it. He helped me move, twice. One time when I missed a FReep because my car's battery had died, he came by and helped me to change the battery. I truly hope he rests in peace.
ELS, he was truly a person that would do for others and do without for himself. His generosity with his time to a cause or to a person is and was immeasurable.
And here's one I snapped of him as Saddam, with Kristinn outside of the Gridiron Dinner in March of 2004:
And one from a Bill Clinton book tour FReep we did, on July 5, 2004, in Philadelphia:
Doctor Raoul would go almost anywhere, on a moment's notice; and he would do anything for a friend. I knew he was sick, and I kept him in my prayers, hoping he would beat his biggest foe. I am heartbroken. I know God has a special place prepared for the biggest Patriot I have ever known. Rest in Peace, Raoul; you have earned it.