In the early years Stan & I were 'dating' long distance. Stan was in Umtata, then Oudtshoorn and me in Pietermaritzburg. I spent Thursday nights and Saturday nights with Stan's mom and dad whenever I could.
Stan's brothers Kevin and Elvis took me under their wings. I would get chocolate, ice cream bars and rides home whenever I needed that. I felt loved by the entire family (except 7 year old Jilly who was jealous whenever Stan was around ~sorry Jill, I know you love me now as I do you,too.)
I knew I was marrying into a family who loved each other dearly, and put each other first. Kevin proved that many times over the years,as we went back and forth, from whereever in the world we then lived, back "home". Their home was always home for us. Little tokens of love like, "Let me polish your shoes, Darl," and other loving gestures were made.
I miss him already. I can't imagine a family dinner without his jokes, and I pray that Bernice, Craig and Carmen find comfort in the gem Kevin was to our family. He always put others first.
Ursula Lundall Green
We met Kevin when the family came to USA to visit Stanley, and they all came to LA, we had dinner in my house, it was an international gathering, South Africa, Argentina, Guatemala and of course American friends. My husband and friend from Argentina began to sing argentinean folklore, Kevin enjoyed the music, non of the non-spanish speaking friends understood the lyrics, but they love the songs, and after al little while we all were singing, at the very end, before living Kevin began to sing a hymn and everybody sang together. It was like the closing song, we all stayed with that message in our hearts. Unfortunatelly I don't know the english name of the hymn at this moment, but I do remember Keving singing it! God bless his journey back home!
