I’m sorry this happened, to him, you, everyone. Terrible.
Definitely interesting Ray chose cancer as the topic. When my dad was nearing the end of his suffering with cancer, I would sit in the flower room at home with him and ask him what he was thinking about. He talked in a rambling cadence of Hungary, poetry, and women-almost exclusively all Hungarian or attached to it. We had some great laughs.
My condolences and wish for you to manage the loss as best you can.