Kenneth Vernon Arnts

I’ll always be grateful that Uncle Kenny allowed me to come work for him at Ken’s Chevron back in 1987 while I was on delayed enlistment with the U.S. Air Force. Judi had just been laid off and my minimum wage job barely made ends meet so we packed up all our worldly belongings and 17-month-old daughter Desiree and headed north from Las Vegas in our Ranger pickup and U-Haul trailer. Burned up the transmission but we made it to Kent safely. To Aunt Joanne, please look back on all the wonderful memories you were able to have with Kenny and smile at the fact that you were able to share these before he passed away. Our hearts and prayers go out to you and your family.