Kenneth Elwood Zamzow

Kenneth, worked with Wayne Framstead off Diamond Blvd- Kings Reality - he taught me about real estate in Alaska it comes in waves

Ken was my father's younger brother and I was fortunate to spend a lot of time with him. I came to visit him in Alaska in 1979 and enjoyed camping and exploring with him. An especially fond memory is a family reunion over a scorchingly hot 4th of July at the ranch in Oregon. The two of us stayed quite cool at a local swimming hole. I will really miss him.

Kendra, Heidi, and Erin, I met Ken when we both served on the Board of Equilization in Anchorage, back in the 80's. We spent MANY evenings pouring over appeals for the Municipality of Anchorage and then a few others enjoying a drink or a play together. He was a great friend and will be missed by many. Jill Parson

It was such a joy and pleasure to have Ken in my life. I felt a connection with him from the first time we met in Boise Idaho at a Dynamite conference. We talked and laffed and one thing he told me was how very proud he was of his 3 daughters. He loved them all very much.

He will be missed very much but I feel in my heart he is finally free and happy. Happy Trails, Ken.

Bonni Sundberg

Although your father's days on earth have come to an end may your spirit find eternal joy in his love of the rolling hills.
A fellow traveller

I remember playing kick the can at Grandma Z's house with my uncle Ken.
He had the greatest car - I think they called them "Woody's" back in those days. I was so happy to get his call during the holidays. We exchanged cards for many years but his voice was worth a million dollars. I shall miss you Uncle Ken

My father Ken taught me so much and continues to do so as I talk to him, remember him and still feel his presence every day. You were and are forever loved, Dad. I did not know how deeply I would miss you and mourn you, how I would ache to hug you just one more time, to enjoy one more cup of coffee with you, to cook you one more meal. Thank you, Dad, for all your love, for all your support and for being the perfect father for me.

As I look out across the fields in Ellensburg, I remember how much you loved this same view. Whenever I see the Stuart Range, I remember you. I love you, Dad.