There are times to be glib, to be lighthearted or flippant. And there are times to take life as-is, as it comes along, “good” or “bad,” as it gives and takes at its own cold pace.
So it is with my friend Kenny, lately with us and with the Maryland Park Service (MPS). He passed away in early December, with that same spirit that inspired me to become a much stronger volunteer for MPS. What did he do when diagnosed a year ago with pancreatic cancer? No chemo for Kenny – he pressed on with his Caribbean cruise with his friends as long planned so they wouldn't be depressed about it. He always was full of smiles and a good spirit, along with a Disney Corp.-taught knack for improving everything around him while keeping all the key folks on-board with his vision.
The world is a bit more somber, a bit less cheery without my friend Kenny. I wish him the colors of heaven, the horns of triumph, and a bit of sod that even there he can improve.