My found memories of Kenny were going to camp sites all summer long with our families. Going to his house in Poughkeepsie for the summers and playing out in the woods. Being teenagers together and going to a golf course in Poughkeepsie and hanging out (dating a few of his friends). Going to IBM country club and swimming. Spending Christmases together. Working together at Sausage N’ Stuff and competing to get my brother’s attention as the best worker. Going to some of his baseballs games (he was a very good player). When in secretarial school, I was so proud to be his aunt. All the girls swooned over Kenny like a rock star, and the students wanted to get close to me to get a close to him! He was handsome in a Shaun-Cassidy way. He could make you laugh so hard until you cried. Kenny had an infectious laugh. It was always odd to tell people I was his aunt since he was two months older than me. Rest in peace nephew. There is no more suffering on earth for you. If only we could freeze time! Love, Aunt Gloria…