Marion Kenneth Durham

the man who spun me around until he was dizzy, who bought my first winter coat, despite everything going on in his life, was a great man. his memory will bring warmth to the world for ever.

The memories I have of my uncle Kenny are too numerous to mention here, so I'll try to sum them up by saying that through my child's eyes I remember the man who always made me laugh and rode me on his shoulders and tossed me and my brothers in the surf; through my teenagers eyes I remember a good sport who always laughed when I invited all my girlfriends over to swoon over my tall,dark and handsome uncle; and through my adult eyes I will always remember an honest man with integrity like no...