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Francis "Ken" Fermoyle

Detroit, Michigan

1927 - 2016

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FERMOYLEFRANCIS "KEN" was the eldest of four sons born to Ernie and Mary Fermoyle, in Detroit, Michigan. He died peacefully in his Woodland Hills, California, home at age 89, four months after being diagnosed with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis. Ken leaves a wife, Elizabeth; two daughters, Linda...

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So talented and kind, the world was a better place because Ken shined his light upon it.

My first memory of Ken (my adopted dad) was at an overnight party at Adrienne's house. He danced with us AND made us beef jerky. Every time we'd go sleepover he'd make us jerky. He made the best jerky!!!!
He was so smart, kind, compassionate. He kept in touch with his adopted daughters faithfully. A few years back we went to our 40th reunion and we all stopped to see dad, it was wonderful to see him after so many years. He still looked the same. My husband Jim got to meet dad on that trip...

I'm not sure who adopted who, I do know that Ken (adopted Dad) enriched my life. I must have been at the first overnight with Leslie, because my first memory of Ken is also of him dancing with us. I think there were 5 or 6 girls sleeping over that night. I know we all considered him a dad to us. Fermoyle family, thank you for sharing this lovely, spirited, adventurous man with me. He will be missed.

Extended family was more than a way to describe someone Ken welcomed into his home and life. From the moment I first walked into the Fermoyle's Woodland Hills home in 1976 the sense of welcome turned a stranger to a friend with Ken's first warm greeting which included now you need to stand up against the wall and be measured. It was not a challenge or intimidation, you literally were invited to stand up alongside a door frame in the kitchen and have your height marked on a spot of honor that...

Ken (dad) Fermoyle was a wonderful man. I remember the first over night party at their house in high school and he got up and danced with all of us. he made us all smile and laugh. My fondest moments have been the last 10 years when he "be-fathered" all of us. He was passionate about our friendship. He was there for me with all of my losses and all of my celebrations. He always offered words of wisdom, that I will forever treasure. He started righting a book "The Boy Who Could Fly" which is...

I am not exactly sure what happens when we die, but I do know that some part of our essence goes on.

I would like to believe that we are reunited with all of our loved ones who have gone before us. If so, then there are a lot of people for my Dad to see :-)

Godspeed, Daddy.

I am very proud and grateful to have been one of his children. He taught me a lot. Two of the greatest gifts he gave me were acceptance of who I am and a love of words.

I will miss him so much. I am so grateful for the love and support of my entire family, especially my sister Linda.

My Dad was truly one of a kind. I am so proud and grateful to have been one of his children.

I learned many things from him, but the two that have been cornerstones in my life: the freedom to express and be who I am and a love bordering on reverence for the power of words.

At times like this however, words seem so inadequate....all I can say is I love you and will miss you so much.