Kenley Jacob Bommarito

With hearts shattered beyond measure, we announce the passing of Kenley Jacob Bommarito, 18, who was found on December 2, 2025. Although his time here was far too short, Kenley packed an entire lifetime of love, laughter, and adventure into the years he had.

Born with a fearless spirit and a grin that could light up the darkest night, Kenley was happiest outdoors, tearing up the dirt on his dirt bike, hunting, fishing, and shooting guns, or cheering on drag boat and drag car races. If there was an engine roaring somewhere, you could bet Kenley's smile wasn't far behind. His absolute favorite thrill was watching Top Alcohol Flat Bottom boats, especially Party to the Max 556; nothing brought that spark to his eyes quite like it.

Kenley had a gift for working with his hands and a passion for vehicles, especially the truck he was restoring with his dad, Tommy; a project built with motor oil, laughter, and pure heart. He loved a day at a waterpark or theme park, blasting rock and heavy metal music with the volume unapologetically high. He was smart, funny, and endlessly loving, the kind of person whose hug felt like home.

His laugh was contagious. His dancing was… unforgettable. And his smile? You only needed to see it once to understand how much brightness one person could hold.

Among the memories we will carry forever, watching him graduate high school proudly tops the list. And those moments when his face lit up at the races, that wide, unstoppable Kenley grin, will stay with us always.

Kenley is deeply loved and greatly missed by his mother, Deanna Morris; his fathers, Thomas English and Chaz Morris; his brothers, Mason and Henry; his sisters, Rosalie and Paisley; his maternal grandmother, Arlene Bommarito; his paternal grandparents, Jackie Gonzalez, James English, Jo Ann and Flint Stifflemire; and a very large circle of aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends who adored him.

He is preceded in death by his maternal grandfather, Salvatore Bommarito, and his paternal grandfather, Andy Gonzalez.

We will miss his hugs. His smile. His dancing. His laughter. We will miss him, every bit of him.

Kenley's story doesn't end here; it continues in every roar of an engine, every blast of music, every spark of joy he showed us how to feel.