Raymond's fellow servicemen, his friends and neighbors - and some who had only heard about him - stood in silence outside of St. John the Evangelist Church, sometimes wiping away tears, sometimes waving American flags, watching a full military funeral. In the street, spit and polish formations included representatives from the Army, National Guard and Army Reserve, the Marine Corps League and other veterans' groups, as well as white-gloved police officers and firefighters from all over the North Shore.
It was a day oddly unsuited for a funeral, a glorious, sunny day, with the smell of sand and salt water in the air, like a false promise of summer.
Kaitlyn Thomas, Raymond's Swampscott High classmate, served free coffees outside the Red Rock Bistro as the words of the service were broadcast on speakers outside of the church. "Our brother Jared died with Christ," the priest said.
"It's a bit of a reality check for everyone," Thomas said as he fought tears. "It's finally hitting close to home. People are realizing the effect of the war. It's very sad."
Grim-faced Brian Conrad was a few years ahead of Raymond in school. "I'm here to support Jared," he said. Raymond's death hit hard. "It was a shock." Nor is it forgotten that several Swampscott High graduates are still serving.
"How can you not come?" asked Ophelia Gaskin, a native of Barbados now a U.S. citizen and Lynn resident. "I don't know the young man, but I had to come. What I read in the paper really hurts. I don't have anybody in the service." She waved a small American flag. "But this feels right."
All sorts of people looked on, all ages and races, seniors, Vietnam veterans and students. Many wore team uniforms. Here and there a grade-schooler wore Army fatigues and another clutched his G. I. Joe.
Lea Jacobson brought her three kids, Andrew, Daniel and Benny. "I wanted to show them the procession. To show them someone who sacrificed his life for his country."
Bagpipers played "Going Home," "America the Beautiful" and the "Minstrel Boy." An honor guard of Army sergeants carried their fallen comrade from the church. As they lifted the casket high onto the caisson - with help from two state police troopers in white gloves - all that could be heard was sniffling in the crowd.
Caisson drivers Neil Esposito and Myles Silva from Chepachet, R.I., wore top hats and tails as they prepared to drive Pat and Mike, two enormous draft horses, onward.
It was a return trip for all four. More than a year ago they carried Marblehead Sgt. Chris Piper, killed in Afghanistan, to his grave.
"Two is too many," said Esposito, who is usually at funerals for World War II veterans.
In addition to police and military units were ROTC students from Lynn Technical High School, where Raymond's mom, Jaclyn, works as a secretary. The procession included National Guard riders, Staff Sgt. Amanda Young of Sturbridge and Maj. Christopher Giamstorff of Sutton, on two spirited grays, Katie and Chief. From New Hampshire rode the four Governor's Horse Guards in campaign hats, swords unsheathed.
"I feel honored to be here," said Army National Guardsman Spc. Steven Kalliavas of Walpole as he watched from the sidewalk.
Fellow Guardsman Sgt. Walter Geanacopoulos nodded, "He was a hero."
The casket, in full view atop the caisson, was strapped down before the procession to the cemetery. Then, it passed beneath a massive American flag suspended over Humphrey Street between upraised ladder trucks from the Lynn and Swampscott fire departments.
The solemn parade marched onto Burrill Street where crowds were sometimes three and four deep.
An elderly woman came out on her front steps.
"I think it's a tragedy," she said. "That we're even in the war. We're losing beautiful - oh God," her eyes teared, "beautiful young men." She declined to give her name.
A poster on the railroad overpass above Paradise Road declared, "You will never be forgotten."
Men put their hands over their hearts, veterans saluted. Some waved to the Raymond family in the long black cars and occasionally, when they recognized friends, the mourners waved back.
Huge numbers crowded the gravesite at Swampscott Cemetery.
Knots of people came out of the apartments on a bluff above and watched from there. Many were startled by the three-volley, six-rifle salute, or they were moved as bugler John Collins of Marblehead played taps or surprised by the state police helicopter flyover.
Finally, they wept when Jaclyn Raymond bent to kiss her son's coffin.
Local recruiting sergeants Scott Arispe, Roderick Marchessault, Kevin O'Boyle and Derek Partington wore dress uniforms as part of the procession.
"We didn't know that it would be this big," O'Boyle looked about. "Swampscott's done a great job." The news of this impressive turnout will get back to Raymond's fellow tankers in Iraq, he added.
"And it's a huge morale booster," Marchessault said. "To know that they're appreciated."