Uncle Kenny was a man of very few words... I am grateful for Covid19 lockdown... I was able to reestablish a relationship with all my loved ones online. I realize now just how blessed I am to have had those short, yet sweet conversations with you and your loving wife, aunt Lynn. We had a father / daughter bond when I was a little girl. You would take me out in my kitchen-boy suits and bring me back home to my mom messed with chocolate all over my face, and a pocket full of money.... I never told you this, but I got my hustling spirit from you... you taught me the value of a $.... Your swagger was unmatched, I still remember the smell of your leather coats when you would carry me on your shoulders... I felt invincible... and as an adult, I loved how you never offered unsolicited advise on any of my life choices... you always supported anything I did unconditionally. You will forever be the uncle whose silence spoke volumes to me... After uncle Anthony's passing.... You were the only person who could just give me the look and I knew to check my stance. I will miss you... I will always love you... I look forward to making you proud, even in the afterlife because I know how proud you were of me while you were alive... You never missed an opportunity to let me know.... I pray that the Holy spirit comfort all of your loved ones who are grieving you at this time.... And I thank God for taking you home where there is no more suffering... May the Lord grant you eternal peace in your new resting place... I know I'm not alone when I say your memories will live on forever...