Kenny was only 2 years older then me but to me he was my "Older Brother” and a spoiled one at that. No matter what Kenny did he NEVER got in trouble! Ever!! One of my best memories of Kenny was one day when Kenny was about 14 and I was about 12 we walked down to the forbidden Canal. At that time there were no houses just water and muck we hung out there for I have no idea how long but when we got back home Mommy was so mad that we went down to the Canal she started yelling at us but guess who was the one that got in trouble? Wrong!!! It wasn't Kenny - it was ME the younger sister.
To make matters worse I was sent to my room (which was downstairs) but instead of being upset that his baby sister got punished he stood outside the window pointing his finger at me with that stupid grin on his face and laughing!! Yelling at the top of his lungs “you got punished and I didn’t”! Can you believe that my brother Kenny could be so mean? Well once again Kenny walked away without being in trouble and that’s why we called him “spoiled rotten”. Well, even after all that and even after I cried that I got punished and he didn't Kenny was and always will be my HERO and I would have gotten in trouble with him again & again if it meant that I could hang out with “my brother Kenny” which I thank God for all the times that we did.
I miss him like crazy I can't believe it’s almost 28 years since we were able to see him. I remember how happy he was when Kevin was a baby. One day when I was at his house he put Kevin in his bounce seat on top of the kitchen table and gave him a "Man to Man" talk. Kevin was such a cutie he just sat there and smiled and cooed at his Daddy then all of a sudden he split-up all over him. LOL
Thank you Kenny for being our BROTHER!
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Joyce, that was perfect, beautiful, sad, and hysterically funny! The love you have for him "jumps off the page".
My memories of Kenny have no one terrific story such as you just read in Joyce's blog. My memories of Kenny are that he was charming, a big teaser ( I was his easiest target), he was called "dust" because he was so light. Loving his first car. Getting mommy her first stereo. The stereo that mommy was going to return because she did not know why the store was delivering it to her house. I will always see clearly his image when I was holding my new daughter, Debby, at mommy's house and he comes over to ask to hold my little girl. My brother Kenny was not the tall one in our family, BUT he stands tall in my eyes. Love you Kenny and always will.
Your big sister,
Nancy
I know I was young when Kenny passed away but I actually remember him coming out to Colorado to visit when we first moved her, and what I DO remember of him was that he was very very sweet and I always thought he was so cute!
Thank you for posting about him Stephen. It's really true when they say people are gone but not forgotten. Especially in our families!! The love just goes on and on.
love, lanie
I don't have many memories of my godfather (though I do have clear memories of the day he died). I do remember you all always speaking of him with kindness, and that's just not always true nowadays.
I also wonder the following: as I read my mother's letter to my uncle, she keeps talking about some guy George. It can't be me, because of the context. It can't be my father, because the letter says he went to the beach. And, as we all know, my father hasn't been to the beach since before he was born. So, who is this mystery man...?
Hey Stephen,
I LOVE Kenny's letters I can't believe Mommy and then you kept them all these years. You never know when something you do could effect your love ones for years.
Love you,
Joyce
The letters act like a blueprint for everything going on at the time. It's incredible. You read through them, and you feel transported back to that time. It's like that time is alive.
well i finally stopped crying long after reading everyone's thoughts so i guess i can add mine now.
most of what i remember about kenny comes from a little bit of distance. you see, as much as i wanted to hang around my cute cousin and some of his friends i was way to busy doing really important things with joyce! in other words the guys ditched us whenever they could! the mysteries of "johns creek" live on. what i really remember most was how funny he was and sweet beyond compare.
i came out for a visit with my mom and melitta when she was a baby. we went to visit him and by this time he was pretty sick. he was so touched that we took the time to visit him. such a humble young man. it was our honor to be able to and i was always so thankful that we did.
kenny was so loved and his memory is so cherished. his life and his death has had a profound affect on us all.
i love you kenny and when we meet again can i hang out with you?
love cousin jan
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