Growing up with Ken on Kesselring Avenue:
Kick the can, football, baseball, riding bikes, raking leaves, playing basketball in the driveway, snow forts, getting chased after throwing snow balls at passing cars and hiding under the pine tree in your backyard, listening to Kiss albums in your bedroom, walking to W. Reily Brown, and trading baseball cards. I miss your smile, your laugh, your brilliance, and your friendship, Ken. I think about you often.
Kick the can, football, baseball, riding bikes, raking leaves, playing basketball in the driveway, snow forts, getting chased after throwing snow balls at passing cars and hiding under the pine tree in your backyard, listening to Kiss albums in your bedroom, walking to W. Reily Brown, and trading baseball cards. I miss your smile, your laugh, your brilliance, and your friendship, Ken. I think about you often.
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