Ray Lawson lived his life like there was no tomorrow. A lot can be said for a life lived like a dream — every desire fulfilled, every risk accepted and every goal achieved. Now, tomorrow is closing in fast, and for this 78-year-old Gainesville man it looks like this: Stale cigar fog drifts over scattered nostalgia inside his rented one-bedroom home, lingering high above stacks of hobby magazines and model aircraft plans pinned to his desktop.