Suzanne Western
Kendall and I had a unique connection, we both were taken in by families who were not related by blood. The neighborhood where I was living was part of Catoctin Circle, very close to Loudoun County High School and Catoctin Elementary school in Leesburg, Virginia. At the time, Kendall had a royal blue with black race stripes, 1972 Chevelle Super Sport, and that car had power. So much power that we could hear him several blocks away from the street of the house I lived. The mom of the family, Mrs. Peggy Tincher, would get very upset when she heard Kendall drive the car down our street. The power of his car would rattle the windows and storm doors to the house. I can remember Mrs. Tincher coming to my bedroom and begging me to tell him to stop. I just shook my head and told her, "If I tell him to stop, he's just going to drive here even MORE"! But I did. I went out and I delivered her message. So instead of Kendall driving past our house once or twice a night, he started driving past the house four to five times every night! I can remember hearing him coming, and then when he approached the house, he would slowly drive by, the doors and windows rattling and when he got to the end of the street, he would rev his engine and then peel out onto the street! 😂😂😂 Poor Mrs. Tincher and her neighbors! I have always considered Kendall as a brother, and I am sad that you are gone. I'm sad for your family, neighbors and friends, and I'm sad for this world because you were a good husband, father, PawPaw, and friend, and without you here, this world became a little darker. I love you Kendall, and I wish I could have spent some time with you to help you and your family while you were fighting for your life. My prayers and love are extended to Robin, your children and grandchildren. I don't believe in goodbye, so I'll just say what we used to always say: "See ya later"