Normally on Tuesdays, I'd be writing a flippant Bachelor recap... but today is not a normal Tuesday.
This morning, as I turned on the morning news and proceeded to get ready for work, I heard the report that an Air Evac flight had crashed nearby and the crew had been killed. My heart sank immediately. I just had "that feeling" that my friend, Kenny, would have been piloting the helicopter.
And soon after, my fears were confirmed.
|Kenny (right) and the other crew members involved in the crash.|
News story here
I met Kenny when I was in college. He was dating my suitemate and good friend, Angie. They were the kind of couple that made you roll your eyes and make gagging gestures. They were that in love. And it was completely genuine. They married. They moved to Japan, where Kenny - a Marine helicopter pilot - was stationed. They had beautiful kids. I remember being so happy when they were stationed stateside again. By that point, David and I had married. He and Kenny became fast friends. When he left the Marines and took the position with Air Evac, we were thrilled they would be less than an hour away. They were our board game buddies. They were the friends we hung out with for an evening and then laughed and said "Hey, remember the other night when..." for a week or two after. They were our example.
There are so many stories I could tell... like the night we played cards with his whole family and laughed harder than I've ever laughed in my life despite the fact that half the conversations were in Japanese and I have no idea what was said... or how David agreed to have a medical procedure partly to prove he was a tough as Kenny... or how we thought it was cool that David and Angie had the exact same profile on the Myers Briggs and Kenny and I had the same profile. Just random little stuff like that. And for every story I have, I know there are people with so many more. Like you always say when tragedy happens, we didn't spend as much time with them as we should have.
I told myself I wasn't going to use this post to eulogize. So, I'll wrap it up. Just know this: Kenny was a servant. Foremost, a servant of Christ. That alone permeated every other aspect of his life. A servant to his wife and children. The kind of marriage he and Angie had is the kind of the rest of us strive for. He was a servant to his country. To the sick and injured. To everyone he met.
My heart breaks for Angie, their kids and the rest of the family. It was an honor to call him a friend. It's a comfort to know I'll see him in Heaven some day. I'm not sure about much in life, but I'm sure about that.
|A couple of years ago, Kenny took us flying with him.|
We'll never forget that day or our dear friend.