Kevin "Preacher" Stultz is said to have passed away a few years ago from an unknown illness. This memorial will probably be the hardest for me to write.
Kevin never got a fair chance at life from the moment he was born. He wasn't blessed with a high IQ, great looks, social skills, athletic ability or anything else that kids and teenagers cling to. He was raised by his grandparents for as long as I knew him, but does anyone know why? No, we probably don't, and that's very sad. Where were Kevin's parents? Why did we all...myself included...treat that poor boy so badly? What could he have become had he had better living situations and a more friendly environment at school?
I think back to how Kevin was mocked, picked on and basically shunned from the class. It makes me very sad. It makes me even more sad that he's now gone, and none of us will ever get the chance to see what he could have become. I didn't start feeling this remorse after he died. I felt it before and I always said I would love to someday have a reunion where the last to arrive was Kevin Stultz, driving a cherry red Porche, dressed to the 9's, with a hot blond trophy wife on his arm. He would walk into the reunion venue, slowly remove his aviators, as we all stare in disbelief, tell us to kiss his ass and walk right back out. :-)
That was my dream for you, Kevin. Rest in peace.
UPDATE: I joined a public records search site and was able to find that Kevin passed away, at the age of 39, on September 18, 2005.
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Brett Kretzer
I befriended Kevin in 4th and 5th grades. He was kinda quiet like me, at first, and his seat on the bus was usually the only seat available by the time the bus got to my house. (I was the last bus stop). He was kinda hard to understand at that age, and still hard to understand at times even the last time I spoke to him! We liked the same tv shows at that age. He liked to turn into the Incredible Hulk sometimes! But as he got older, he became an easy target, and sometimes that easy target made him return his anger to others. I had difficult times with him as well, and really....just growing up was challenging enough for both of us. It became best for me from jr. high up...just to stay away from him. He was comical to watch and the girls loved to flirt with him! That lucky son of a gun! He had lot's of goulfwends! I knew how to say girlfriends and I think I might have been a bit more attractive than him, and yet he got all of the girls! What's up with that? I realize that some of you might be laughing about this right now, but what you don't know is......he let that go to his head! When he went to College at OUC, believe it or not the girls liked him there too!! He was all over the dance floor with the best College girls! I swear he could have been the one to produce Girls Gone Wild! What was up with this dude? So.....one day at College...I just finally caved in and took the opportunity to talk to him, and I said.."Kevin? What is it that you are going to College for"? He said he was going to be a writer! I said..."Well, Kevin, I just want to say that we all do stupid things growing up and we do things and not really know why"! "So I just want to apologies, for anything that I might have done to hurt your feelings"! He politely said " Don't worry about it, we all make mistakes, and I did too!". That was classy of him. I wished him the best, and said "Well maybe I'll read one of your books someday", and that was that. I didn't say too much to him after that, and we both went on to drop out of College. A few months before he died, he came into Lloyd's, where I was working at the time.(around 2004) He was all upset, I couldn't make anything out of what he was saying. I thought maybe his grandmother died. The only thing I understood was "There's nothing they can do"! He looked like walking death, but he was able to drive. So, politely said I would pray about it. I asked if he went to Church, he said "No"! I encouraged him to talk to a preacher and find a church. That was the first time I'd seen him in about 8 years, and it was the last time I'd seen him. He only had graveside services, and only a death notice in the paper. I did, however see his funeral procession of only a few cars, meeting at the Cemetery. I didn't realize it was for him, because I didn't read it in the paper until it was too late! RIP Kevin.