Garry A. Kenny Sr.

October 28, 1946 - December 23, 2020

Well, they tell me I’m no longer a resident of this planet earth. That could be true, because for the first time in a very long time I feel no pain. Even my back doesn’t hurt. Amazing. I wish I could have had more time to annoy my wife, kids, grandkids and greats, and especially my friends, before I left. But I let my guard down and the Lord came and snatched me away from my beautiful wife of 40 years, Wendy, (42 if you count the two we were together before we married) when I least expected it. Sorry we didn’t get the extra eight years to make it to 50, my love, but I’m happy for every minute we had together and that we will be together again. My regrets are few, but mostly I regret not meeting Wendy when we were both young so we would have had more time together. I regret that I had to leave so many people I love without a last hug and kiss. I regret that I didn’t get to hug my sister, Jackie, one last time. As I passed through on my final journey, I visited my sons, Garry Jr and Jimmy and their amazing wives, Michele and Amanda, and grandson Ethan and granddaughters Brianna and Braylee. I visited my stepson, Dave, and his beautiful wife, Andrea, but I’m pretty sure only the dogs knew I was there. I visited my stepdaughter, Adrienne and her terrific husband, Patrick. And of course my beloved granddaughters, Nicole and Kayla. I know my great granddaughters, London and Autumn, felt my kiss on their cheeks as I passed through and am happy to have finally met my great-granddaughter, Dakota, and to make her laugh. To all my family and friends, thanks for being a great part of my life. We shared a lot of laughs and I hope you all will always remember me with a smile. Life is a lot shorter than we plan, but we will all meet again one day and pick up where we left off. Until then, live, love and be happy. A Celebration of Life will be held at a future date.