Stephen R. Young
I am saddened greatly by the loss of Ken (and Charles Wagoner). Ken, as mentioned was a gentle giant and the story of Monte's Liquors in Avondale is a classic. Just the memory of Ken driving through the 'to go' lane of the liquor store and speaking to Sammie, with 4 of us sitting like church mice in the car, and ordering spirits for all, still cracks me up. Fleeing to the park or Ortega Bridge to party was so wild for us.
We played poker (and gut) with a number of classmates that will relate.
Spent nights at Kens house on occasion. He was a Detroit Tigers baseball fan. I remember, driving my brothers Gig's Yazoo Dragster Go Cart to his house. He jumped aboard and pulled a wheelie. I dragged the 'Dragster' home later. His days on the football team at Lee was funny. Lee Coach Barrett called Ken, "Biggun", and would have him working on drills and getting home late. Mom, would serve him up a sandwich and milk.
In and after College days at Univ South Florida, we continue to share friendship and joy.
I pray for Jeannine and family for healing. I will miss our conversations and memories. RIP Ken.
|