I have a lot to say about Ken, but I will try to keep it brief. Ken picked me up on my first day at GFS, and I was able to take him home on his last day at GFS. From the first day we immediately become close friends. We learned that both of us graduated from Normandy, a few years apart. He grew up in a neighborhood that I was very familar with, and it turned out we knew a lot of the same people. As stated through out this memorial, Ken was always there to help. Ken helped me coach soccer and baseball in Parma. If you know Ken, I kept him around not for his athletic ability, but his pure comedy relief. Ken was pure Joy. Ken was at all of our family events, even my 50th birthday, which was the past Feburary. Ken was part of our family and will be missed.
I cannot remember a time that he had bad things to say about anyone or kept a grudge. Just always looking at the bright side. Ken was a fantastic listener and I am a great talker, so we got along great. I do not have a brother, but Ken filled that roll.
I remember when Ken Met Amy and how happy Amy made Ken. As crazy as it may sound, I dont think the passion he had for Amy and Martha, changed one bit. It was as if the day they met, they had known each other forever. The love Amy and Ken share is not common.
Ken lived life the right way and even toward the end was always concerned about everyone else. I am glad I was able to spend time with Ken the last 18 years. I can still hear him calling me little buddy and saying Top of the morning to ya.
I would ask the next time you are out, get yourself a chocolate malt shake and do a toast to Kenny.
I love and miss you,
Your little buddy
