So Ken's mom and my mom are sisters so that makes us 1st cousins and very close because we lived beside each other growing up,my sisters and I and our 4 cousins were really like siblings. We were always together playing and hanging out,going to school and everything together. Sure as we grew we didn't really hang out as much but the love was still there and it still is.
Ken and I were really close as kids you see not only did we live beside each other we also were born just 1 day from each other. We used to fight as we played Ring around the Roses about who was older.. Mind you we were like 4..Kenny would say he was older and I would say NO you were born on the 5th I was born on the 4th, 4 comes before 5 so I am older. I remember being taller then him then but that didn't last to long.When we were 11 he towered over me.I remember going to Kindergarten with him, sometimes he was a little rotten in the things he did but oh well.
Kenny could make anyone laugh he was just so silly. He had this little word he would say "chaaaaa" and then look at you out of the corner of his eye and smile that big smile.When we were younger he would dance around the kitchen in his home. When Forrest Gump came out we would recite the lines.. He had it down when Forrest told Jenn he wasn't a smart man but he knew what love was. If you've seen the movie you are picturing that now and Kenn would stand and talk just like Tom Hanks did,lol. I remember he used to listen to "Imagine" by John Lennon as he slept when we were teenagers.I remember good and bad times as we were growing up.I miss him lots.
Kenny has 2 children Kyli and Kenny jr and all though he isn't here in person with them they know who he is. The kids live with Kenny's mom and I believe that is the way he wanted it to be. The family thinks of him all the time I think of him so much and I cry but then I remember something funny he did and I laugh threw the tears.
Kenny was a troubled soul,but he was one of the smartest,most caring,kind hearted, loving, people I knew. Life is just really hard for some people and it's easier to mask all the pain you have inside to deal with yourself with being silly and making others laugh and making them happy.
The day Kenny died, I was back in our childhood neighborhood. I was helping my dad fix something on the roof and I looked up to where my aunt used to live where my cousin Sarah lived at the time. I seen Sarah and her sister Farrah and there brother Bobby and my aunt and uncle. They were all outside playing Music and I thought it would be like old times if Kenny was there. After I helped my dad I took my children and went home,as I was sleeping that night I dreamed about seeing them all and dreamed that Kenny was there, then I dreamed about when we were kids. I was at his house and we seen a frog out front when I bent down to look at it Kenny kicked me in the butt and I hit my head off the bricks and it hurt.. Then the phone rang and it was my aunt crying and telling me what happened.. My aunt and myself are very close we talk about every and any thing imaginable and I knew she would need me. At the time my husband was away at boot camp so I took my kids to his parents went to get my mom and went to the hospital.
When we pulled in we seen my cousin Sarah and Bob there and I said where is your mom. She was walking around the building with Kenny's things in her hand crying and asking "why my baby"... I didn't know what to say so I left my mom there with her and I went back up front. Sarah was telling me the details. When my aunt came back up she asked me if I wanted to see him and I said Yes,I wanted the chance to say "GoodBye".. now if you know me I don't say that word ever I only say see ya but I knew I would never see him here on earth again. I wanted to talk to him and to ask him why but I knew I wouldn't get any answers.I just held his hand then I gave him a hug as I put my head to his chest. For weeks I felt this was the wrong thing to do,because all I could see is him laying there,I couldn't get past it. I couldn't remember anything but that.
sicorrs and started to cut at his sacred Jim Morrison type hair and told him I was sorry every time I did it. I joked around and said he is gonna come haunt me in my sleep and cut off all my hair. We got these vile necklaces and that is why we wanted a lock of his beautiful hair,everyone in the family got a lock.
It has been 4 years as of August 15th this year and it never gets easier. They say the pain fades in time but it doesn't. We just have to keep living and making his memory live on for his children. Until we meet again I love you Kenstins Rest In Peace
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