Kenny went home to his Lord and his Honey this afternoon at 4:41 after having last rites administered by our priest, Fr. Tripp Jeffords. He went peacefully with Larry and me as well as Dr. Sasser at his side. Even at the last his stubborn body kept saying, "I think I can, I think I can, I think I can take one more breath." What a guy! And what a legacy he leaves behind for us but also for his grandchildren and his great grandchildren as well as his nieces, nephews and grand nieces and nephews (whom he considered his grandchildren too.) All of us have such fond memories of him and to honor him I hope that each of you will spend time remembering the great stories that he told all of us. I want to tell you that a couple of months ago, Papa said to me, "Ginny, there are two tuxedos in my closet. I want to be buried in one of them. You choose." So needless to say we will bring him back here to the house in Conway in his tuxedo, to await his funeral or his "going home celebration" as some of us southerners call it on Friday, September 11, Patriot Day - which we find proper considering his military service during WWII. It is fitting that we honor him on that day.
His service, which the kids decided would be with military honors, will be at our church - St. Paul's Episcopal, with burial following just up the street from our house (and the church) at Lakeside Cemetary. We are asking that folks not send flowers but instead send a donation to either Mercy Hospice or St. Paul's Memorial Fund. (I will get the addresses to you on Friday.)
Our entire family thanks all of you from the bottom of our hearts for your faithfulness in following the blog and keeping in touch with us. We are humbled and grateful for your presence in Kenny's life and in ours.
I will probably not write again until after the service on Friday. At that time I will gather up the loose threads of this blog and sign off. Till then, God bless you all.
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