Some years back, there was a celebration for Harryhausen held at the L.A. home of the British consul.  A friend who was invited couldn't go, so he gave his tickets to me and Beverly.  I think this was the last time Ray encountered Nathan Juran.  The event was held around a simming pool out back; a series of Harryhausen tribute films were shown, which dazzled me.  I tried to remember the names of the people involved in them whom I already knew to see if I could beg a copy of their tribute.  Instead, as we left, each guest was given a video of all the tributes films, and a few more besides.