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my condolences to ken's family and friends. i am just now realizing that ken has passed. i used to see him every year,for the past few years, that he came to the Desert. We would always play golf together. i really loved his humor on the golf course and his easy-going nature on the course. I was surprised that he did not come down to the desert in '13;but, now tragically i realize why. i will miss him terribly and was hoping that he would spend more time golfing in the Desert.
It has been a year today since I received one of my last texts from Ken - it has brought a smile to my face many times as this year of dreaded 'firsts' continue as the Anniversary of his passing approaches. There has been so much to remember...and miss; his booming laugh, wit, twinkling blue eyes, passion for sport, passion for life, wisdom, his knack for breaking into song anytime or anywhere...his friendship and his love.

Always with us Kenny,

Shortly after meeting Ken back in '68, we were preparing for our high school hockey season one day after school. We were passing the time in the Weston C.I. gym and broke the boredom with a couple of ball gloves. Good times.

It was that late autumn afternoon that I discovered that Dickin had a nasty hook on his curve ball. It took me totally by surprise.

Frankly, I'm glad I didn't flinch or blink at the wrong time.

It was Kenny just being Kenny, the ball hawk. I guess he couldn't resist the opportunity to test his arm and the new kid on the block.

About 20 years later, we were hanging out one summer day which eventually led to a ball park in south Etobicoke where he was to pitch that afternoon. It was an enjoyable visit, and the Hawk performed well on the mound.

But, as the game neared it's end, it was soon time to consider a pitching change. One problem - they were short staffed that day and the reliever couldn't warm-up properly.

Hey, no worries. I had reasonable skills and consequently, volunteered to catch for him in the bullpen beside their dugout. It was helpful, and he was appreciative & complimentary during the warm-up. And, we were having a nice chat, too.

Suddenly, Kenny called for time, and marched into the dugout. He grabbed his towel and wiped his face. It was then that he quietly requested that I stop talking. (?)

Okay. No problem.. and did so, without ever asking why.

It took me a little bit by surprise, as I glanced toward the pitcher I was warming up. He just shrugged it off and said, "that's Kenny".

Yes, indeed. Despite being a well rounded and sensitive man, he was also a driven, focused and intensely competitive athlete, no matter what the game - baseball, hockey, golf, tennis, Frisbee, etc. - that was Kenny.

So, here we are a week after the MLB All Star break & the British Open and thoughts have once again turned to "the Hawk". I can't help but wonder what he'd be thinking about both issues - Phil Mickelson's remarkable final round and the state of the Blue Jays and his boyhood faves, the Dodgers.

To borrow from Pink Floyd, I wish you were here.

Before this past weekend, I spoke with Kenny's big sister, Donna who kindly invited me to a memorial ball game this coming Thursday between his two old men's senior clubs from York & Oakville, to be played at Keelesdale Park. And, I hope to visit.

If you're interested, it's this coming Thursday July 25th @ 7pm.

Ken's old baseball buddies have something special in mind for their ol' pitching pal with hopes that others close to him might join the memorial on the diamond that Ken built when he was the Director of Parks & Recreation for the then City of York. The Keelesdale diamond is on the north-east corner of Black Creek Dr & Eglinton Ave.West, Toronto.

There will be a ceremony of sorts and one of his loved ones will toss out the first pitch, with the game to follow.

If you have a few available moments this coming Thursday evening, consider joining some of Ken's old friends & family for a tip of the ol' ball cap to the Hawk.

You know he'll be there... in spirit.
I just learned of Ken's passing today, it is deeply painful to think he's gone. We last spoke in the fall and he promised to be the next to call, as I usually called him. I helped him with his home decor & renovations, which he was very proud of. I had the pleasure of meeting his lovely sister. He always talked about his sisters & their children so fondly, my sympathy goes out to all his family. Now I know why he hasn't called.
A proud friend for 43 years
I only learned today that of Ken's passing. I knew Ken for over 40 years. I will miss him dearly. I had wonder why I hadn't heard from him in so long. he had promised that the next time was his turn because I usually called him. I helped him in his home decorating & renovating. He was a Westerner in his soul. Jacqueline
Ken was just such a gentle soul who worked closely with us at York's Parks and Recreation Department. We shared lots of laughs together and will remember him fondly. Rest in peace dear friend!Love Mary Benedetti,Cathy Morrison, and Ingrid Bens.XXOOO
I have added a picture of Kenny from York Diamonds. I cannot find any photo from Humber College. We went there together and later he even lived for awhile two houses from my parents. We miss him.
Ted Wright (Montreal).
A month has come & gone since Ken passed. But, I'm reminded of him almost daily because of music - old & new. It was something that we almost always touched upon & shared during conversations.

This past winter while Ken was hanging out in the Palm Springs desert, I helped keep an eye on his home. We communicated often via email where our notes touched on the weather here & there, the state of Leaf hockey, spring training and music, too.

Ken was a big Bruce Springsteen fan and I recall our anticipation for Wrecking Ball going into March break - and it was well worth the wait once we heard more of the collection and early tour. The Boss was back.

The day he got back from California, I had gone to see Blackie & The Rodeo Kings @ Massey Hall that night. When we caught up the next day, I filled him in on the Kings & Queens tour featuring the talented Serena Ryder.

It didn't take long for Ken to announce that he was "Weak in the Knees" for Serena. The lad was smitten by the dynamic local songstress, and I was pleased to share the discovery.

Days later, Ken shared the music of Irish singer/songwriter, Glen Hansard with me via the movie Once. It was a charming, romantic movie about independent street musicians that spawned an Oscar for Best Song in 2007. I soon loved the story & songs, too.

Soon afterward, I realized I was hearing this Glen Hansard fellow on the radio daily and made Kenny aware of the latest release from the Irishman. Beautiful stuff, reminiscent of Van Morrison & Cat Stevens, too.

The day of Ken's memorial service treated us to music that help connect us to him - Johnny Reid, George Harrison, Jimmy Buffet, John Lennon and Danny Balaka's soulful rendition of "Take Me Out To The Ball Game". All very poignant.

Music has a powerful way of conjuring up emotions & memories when you least expect it. I trust that'll never end, especially when I next hear the ol' ball game tune, Reid, Harrison, Buffet, Lennon, Springsteen, Ryder & Hansard.

Happy Christmas, "Hawk".

Hope you're enjoying your new wings & the heavenly sounds, too.
A shock to learn of such sad news.
I send my deepest and most sincere condolences to the Dickins family.

Ken you were a great person to say the least and I feel very fortunate to have known such a man.

You will be missed.
My uncle Kenny was always so happy, I don't recall seeing him without a smile on his face! His laugh was one of my favourite things about him, Hearing him laugh always made me want to smile, he always had a joke for me andmy brother whenever we saw him, he was so funny! I will miss you so much, I love you uncle Kenny. Rip ?

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