Kenneth L. Bilodeau

The best memeory I have of my Uncle Ken took place one summer in the early '60's, when we used to share a beach cottage in Seabrook, NH with my cousins Kenneth, John and Peter and of course, their parents, Uncle Ken and Aunt Pat (my mom's sister)

We kids were all told we might get to go to the fireworks that eve if Uncle Ken got his new VW Bus that day. After a long day at the beach, Ken had still not arrived at the cottage, and the wait got longer and longer. All of us were stainding...

Mr. Bilodeau,
Sir, I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for our Country when you served in the USN during WW II and for being a member of the Greatest Generation. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest symapthy.

Fair Winds And Following Seas