Ken was a wonderful brother, I remember when I was about 6 or 7 he was teaching school in a little school somewhere between Hill Spring and Pincher Creek. He told Diane, our sister who was 3 years older than me, he would bring us a white kitten. We were so excited about it. He brought it home with him a few days later but he said we could only have if we called it Snicklefritz. We had planned a name like snowball. We tried to convince him that it would be a much better name. Finally he convinced us that we could only keep the kitten if we called her Snicklefritz. He loved to tease. Just after he married Ev, they took Diane and I home with them to the Hutterite Colony where he was teaching. It was only for a couple of days but they were just back from their honeymoon. I last talked to him on the 18th of Dec cause he never forgot to call me on my birthday. When mom was dying Ken would sit with her till the next one of us would take a shift, he was there when she died.
Ken had a wonderful memory, he told me memories of Granddad who died when I was a new born. I am going to miss him greatly. My love to all, Donna, Wes, Tim and Travis and your families. We love you
