APRIL 8, 1948-----MARCH 7, 2012
His paintings amazed me. These were a couple of copies that were offered to the public of what he had painted. He was self-taught and loved to paint in water-color. One person told the story of him coming to his horse ranch and photographing some of the old buildings on his property and the next time he saw Ken, Ken handed him a completed watercolor of that exact building. His paintings have such a mood to them and you can tell that someone who really was in touch with nature had painted them.
Ken was a loved person that will be greatly missed. We will forever see him in his cowboy hat and boots.
Bill and I were adding up all the people we have lost just since December 15th when my friend Mary passed away. As of today we have counted eight! I'm not sure if it is just our age or if something is happening to people that takes them in groups. I do know this: that if all eight of these people get to where they are going and they all end up in the same place, what an incredible time they will have because each person was spiritual, creative, talented, loving, and giving. It is hard to lose so many wonderful people in such a short amount of time. I've heard it said that the older we get the more we notice our "circle" of friends diminishing. I am grateful that while they were living that I was graced with knowing them. They enriched my life and I'm sure that of so many others too.
Remember me when the sunrise
awakens each new day...
And when a glorious sunset
takes your breath away.
I'll be right beside you on a
dark and stormy night...
A whisper in the wind,
A gentle guiding light.