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There are some new photos I posted in a new category called "California 2006". Remember that there are many photos in each category, but it only displays 6 at a time. Hit "Next" to see the next set in each category. If you would like any photos either right click on the photo (not the thumb nail) and select "Save Picture As..." or email me for the full sized photo. The full sized photos are 2576 x 1932 pixels and the web photos are 640 x 480. |
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Our Dearest Kenny |
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God rest Kenny’s’ soul. After a tough battle with cancer my Step Dad Kenny Peach, Jr. passed away today on March 22, 2006. A finer man on this Earth there never was. Kenny is a wonderful man who I can honestly say never, over twenty years, showed me nothing but love, tolerance, wisdom, fun and thoughtfulness. I have never referred to him to anyone as my Step Dad. I always considered him as much as a Dad as my Dad. Why not? He helped raise, support, educate, protect and care for me like a son. He treated my Mom with love and respect and taught me great valuable lessons on how to have a positive fulfilling marriage and how to be a man, husband, brother and father. He taught by his actions more than his words. But he never missed an opportunity to tell me what the right thing to do was. Many years ago, we enjoyed playing golf together. I always had fun with him. Even more fun was sitting in the living room and playing video games, or making puzzles. Especially the video golf games we played. Because of the age difference there was a slight advantage I enjoyed in the game. But he was as sincere and dedicated to the competition as if we were out on the course for real. He would win some holes. He was always very modest, but I knew how much he enjoyed winning over me. I enjoyed it for him too, even though I never let him have a “gimme”. I learned modesty from Kenny. He was a successful man in his career but he drove an old Volkswagen beetle into the ground even though he could have afforded any luxury or sports car he wanted. When that old beetle finally gave Kenny its last mile, I though for sure he would upgrade to something fancy. But no. He bought a little pickup truck and then a Hyundai. It’s funny to me because so many people who can barely afford to get a car go out and get themselves over there head in new car payments and here is a man who could get anything anybody would ever want, and he doesn’t. He always has been practical. Researching and getting the best deals on things. He is the man who gets that one special car advertised in the newspaper for a ridiculously low amount. I have lots of respect for him for being so smart and prudent. He was like that with so many things. He taught me so many valuable lessons about life. I think the nicest thing that I ever did for him though was something he would never do for himself. He had a low flow, water saving, small toilet in his bathroom for as many years as I can remember. Years ago I went out and got him a massive, water wasting, vacuum assisted, tsunami tidal wave toilet for his birthday. Like a king on his thrown he was! After the initial embarrassment of a toilet for a birthday gift, he told me how much he sincerely enjoyed it. And I believe he really did. We shared so many great times together. On more than several occasions, we would tackle home improvement projects together. You got to know that this is my profession and Kenny was a typical “do it yourselfer”. I was always careful to help him do it right rather than to bust in and just do it for him. I always felt he appreciated that I respected his knowledge of how to do things, and I did. Kenny took good care of me. I know that he knew I loved him. I always said it to him and I feel I showed him too. My proudest moment with Kenny was several years ago at the Hollywood Bowl. I had gotten about a dozen tickets to see a concert and it coincided with Kenny’s birthday. The family, my Mom, Kenny, my wife, daughter and several friends went to Musso’s and Franks for dinner and then to the concert. We snuck in a big birthday cake for Kenny. Right at the beginning of the intermission, with the entire Hollywood Bowl silently watching, I unfolded a big sign that read “Happy Birthday Kenny Peach!” As I stood on my chair raising this banner, the entire Hollywood Bowl, about 5000 people all at once started singing Happy Birthday to Kenny while we presented him with this massive cake and candles. People from all around came to him and wished him a happy birthday. Of course, Kenny being the generous guy he is, shared his cake with strangers until not a single piece was left. I also remember when I was very young and I crashed my motorcycle. I had burns all up my body and I needed a place to recuperate. He opened his home without question, even though I know now how much of a burden that must have been for him. But that’s the kind of guy he was. Not a finer man I ever did know! I am so very grateful that he was a part of my daughter’s life. My Dad, Fred, whom I was very close to as well, passed away before my daughter Emily was born. She never knew Grandpa Freddy, but boy did she love her Grandpa Kenny! Not just anybody could fulfill that role. Kenny did it with style, grace, class and with just as much love and fun as he treated me. Even Emily knows today that Kenny is in a much better place where he can suffer no more, where he lives in perfect harmony and everlasting love. I am happy for his time on Earth and fulfilled inside to know a man who made real and meaningful changes in the lives of the people he knew and loved. My sadness is selfish for my loss. I am not sad for Kenny. He was a beautiful man on Earth who led an exemplary life. He left indelible marks on everyone he met. He set a high standard for being a father, husband, son, brother, grandpa, friend and mentor. He will surely be missed but never forgotten. I know he is delighted at this moment to be with his Mom and Dad whom he loved as much as we loved Him. Goodbye Kenny. Thank you for everything. I love you. |
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