Great article Robert!!!
I am one of the very lucky folks who was able to spend their kite flying formative years under his wings so to speak...from 1993 when I started flying until 1996 when I moved out of the city.
At that time there were quite a few regulars at Vanier Park, but no one would set up in Ray's spot (as indicated in the vids) until it was obvious he wouldn't be there that day, or if we knew he was off at a festival somewhere. When he was around....like clockwork he would arrive around noon and work his magic.
Crowds would gather as he would put on impromptu "shows"....and then applause and cheers would break out. How often does that happen on just "another regular kite flying day down at the field"?
Here's something a little more poignant...https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=X3rK8-39AhQ
His wisdom of "it's not the kite...it's me in the air" still rings true many years after he passed it on to us newbie fliers way back in the day.