My deepest condolences to Ken's family. I've lost other old friends over the years, but hearing of Ken's death truly stunned and saddened me deeply. Ken and I were friends back in the Ohio Wesleyan days. Ken was always fun, kind, and sincere in helping others, myself included. After graduating OWU Ken and I did not see each other for roughly 30 years. Then we hooked up in Lake Tahoe for skiing sometime in 2006 or 2007. He badgered me into starting to wear a helmet, and then introduced me to skiing in the trees...which for someone like me a helmet was a very good idea. I think it was the following November that I weaseled my way into visiting with Ken and Meg and all the kids for a week or 10 days during Thanksgiving. Although I won't claim that I became part of the family, they certainly made me feel like I was, even taking me to Meg's Grandma's home in the Bay area for Turkey Day. I had so much fun that when Ken finally took me to the airport in San Francisco I discovered that I had missed my flight by one day. Since that time Ken and I communicated regularly, albeit not frequently, always hatching plans for another rendezvous in places such as California, Salt Lake, New Orleans, and Miami. Unfortunately, those schemes never came to fruition. Now I'm very sad that I let some small inconveniences stand in the way of opportunities that I will never have again. RIP, my friend.