News of Ken’s death continues to filter out into the cosmos. Yesterday I received a letter from a woman who had taken a class from Ken. While reading her note tears streamed down my face.
“He was not terribly personable, but I saw that he cared a lot that we were learning. The thing that stood out then, and that stuck in my mind, and that brought me to write this letter, is the way he said your name. It was so clear that he treasured you. He said your name as if it had a frame around it; it was that special.”
Thank you, Maureen. You have helped more than you know