Ken was "my friend". I am 65 years old but can't use that description for more than 5 people in my life. I am so lucky to have had the priveledge of his presence in my life.I wish it could have been for a much longer period of time.Ken took so much time being "my Friend", no matter how much was going on in his own life. No matter what the state of his health was at the time, Ken was always concerned about me and I wish I could have been as much to him as he was to me but I don't think I came close to matching his example. My personnal regret is I never made it down for one more visit after he cleverly had me agree to a walk during which he wanted to talk with me about God.He knew I didn't have the same deep convictions he had found.I agreed to the conversation after extracting a promise he would not be upset with any of my views towards the existance of my "Higher Power". Ken was sincerely concerned with my salvation and I don't believe I would have agreed to have this discussion with any other person but Ken.His sincerity and certainty in his beliefs were only part of "my friend Ken" he always had some humor to share with me on my "Monty Python/Mad Magazine" level which we both shared.I am a person who works at keeping people at an arms length rather than allow them into my life.With Ken that wasn't possible.He would not be deterred from caring about me.In this area he and Erma are such a perfect match and while I don't know all the entire details of his life before we met,it isn't possible for me to imagine him with anyone else but Erma.I have always said,possibly because of my life experience, I don't recall more than two or three happy marriages to envy.Ken and Erma became one of them very shortly after we met.
I will not 'miss' Ken,he is not gone, he is in my heart and everywhere I go as long as I live he goes with me.Ken thanks for being "my friend" and Erma thanks for all the love and care you gave him which extended the time I had to know him