Kenneth Vinson Obituary

Age 58, of Walpole, died July 30, 2008 in his home. He was the husband of Patricia (Doe) Vinson. He was the loving father of Derek Vinson of Norwood, and Karen A. Leggett of South Carolina, and was the dear brother of Joseph and George Vinson of Norwood, Marcelle Holmes of Duxbury, Maryann Henderson of Norwood, and the late Evelyn Chase. He was the devoted grandfather of Suzanne and Sophia Leggett. Relatives and friends are invited and may visit with his family at calling hours on Saturday, August 2, 2008, from 2-6 PM, in the RJ Ross Funeral Home, 135 South Street, Route 1A, Wrentham Centre. A Memorial Service will be planned at a later date. Donations in his memory may be made to the Caritas Good Samaritan Hospice, 3 Edgewater Drive, Norwood, MA 02062, or to the Jimmy Fund, 10 Brookline Place West 6th Floor, Brookline, MA 02445-7295. Arrangements are in the care of Richard Ross and the RJ Ross Funeral Home, Wrentham Centre.

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Published by Boston Globe from Jul. 31 to Aug. 1, 2008.

Memories and Condolences
for Kenneth Vinson

8 Entries

K.G.

February 26, 2009

HAPPY bIRTHDAY MISS YOU

Ernest Grassey

August 19, 2008

To all family, my heartfelt condolences and prayers,
Love,
Ernie Grassey

Kevin Gallipoli

August 4, 2008

Bugsy, We were like brothers, and I will always cherish the memories of our times together. You were the best friend anyone could ever ask for.I am glad you are at peace and I miss you. Love, Kevin(Cookie)

Helen Duffy

August 1, 2008

Dear Patti,George,Joe,Maryann,Marcel, Rick and I are very sorry to hear of Kennys passing. Our thoughts and prayers are with you.His zest for life will be missed. All our love to you all.

Georgiana Struzziero

July 31, 2008

To the family of Kenneth Vinson, he will be remember for his full of life attitude. GDS, Derek you have my deepest Sympathy.

The Bootier Family

July 31, 2008

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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