About Ray



Whether you knew Ray Orrock in person or through his daily column, you will likely agree: there just isn't a conceivable way to explain everything Ray Orrock was and is. Delightful, charming, witty, funny as hell, kind, integrous, and often self-depricating; a great conversationalist, a sensational storyteller, a walking library and trivia vault, an appreciator of good salami, a good hi-ball and a good book, and the best person to watch a ballgame with––you'll find all of this and more in his daily columns.

A juvenile probation officer, husband, and father of five, Ray began writing a weekly column for The Catholic Voice in the late 1960s. His delightful columns caught the attention of Mike Nichol, editor of the local Daily Review, who paid Orrock $5 per week to run them in the Hayward, California paper . This went on for some time until, after a great deal of thought, Ray decided it was high time he be paid $10 per weekly column (still a fraction of what a newspaper writer would earn). In the spring of 1971, Orrock and Nichol met for a drink, but before Ray even had a chance to request his raise, Nichol offered him a full-time position at the Daily Review. 

Very few, if any, columnists of the time wrote daily, but Ray wrote five columns a week for 35 years. Syndicated in every East Bay Area newspaper, including the Oakland Tribune, San Jose Mercury, and Tri-Valley Herald (as well as a number of other California and out-of-state papers), thousands of Bay Area residents started their day or their lunch break with a smile, a chuckle, an outright giggle fit, brain-teaser, or the occasional sniffle of nostalgia.

Thus, the very best way to get to know Ray Orrock and peek into his wonderful little world is to read him yourself. 

The Jaborrocky Project is committed to archiving and making available what we hope will be nearly every column written by Ray Orrock in his 35 year-long career. These columns were written in a different time, but remain as relevant, funny, witty, and downright enjoyable as the day they were printed.

So make yourself a salami sandwich, grab a nice cold glass of milk (or a Bourbon & Seven depending on what sort of day you've had), sit back in your favorite chair and enjoy it all again . . . or for the first time.

Enjoy reading Ray Orrock.

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