I remember a little boy who used to literally build bridges. Kenneth always wanted to see people happy, and when children fell out, as children do, he would be the peacemaker. If adults were sad, he would flash his smile, and who could resist smiling back. He grew up to be a man who built bridges everywhere he went. Between misunderstanding and understanding, between pain and relief, between tears and laughter, between family and friends. Kenneth has left those bridges in place, so that no one need ever feel isolated, misunderstood or in pain again. What a gift he was to the world, what a gift he has left us all.