Dad,
That is a great birthday tribute to Gary. I can almost here us all singing a rousing "out of tune" rendition of happy birthday complete with Ceasar howling in the background.I love you and pray for you and Mom always.
Ron
Monday, January 25, 2010

Gary’s BirthdayJanuary 22nd 2010
Today would have been Gary’s 53rd birthday, it’s been about 2 years and seven months since he was murdered, you were a good son Gary.
In this picture it looks like Gary’s celebrating his eleventh birthday.
Today would have been Gary’s 53rd birthday, it’s been about 2 years and seven months since he was murdered, you were a good son Gary.
In this picture it looks like Gary’s celebrating his eleventh birthday.
Happy Birthday Gary, Love Mom & Dad.
I posted this as a comment, it also deserves a post alone.
Gary's Dad
Happy Birthday, Gary.
Gary is missed by so many people. Not a day will ever be the same in the lives of those Gary has touched. I was just thinking of him the other day. Kevin has a really bad oil leak in his car and we were just saying how Gary probably would have come up here to "diagnose" and fix Kevin's car if we would have asked him. It's amazing how Gary touched lives and we never knew it. My daughter, Angela, is one that has really surprised me. She has taken this whole thing so hard. You have to understand, Angela was a little over 11 when Gary was murdered and since we live in PA, she never really even saw Gary that much. I think maybe we visited him 3 or 4 times in FL. Can I tell you, she NEVER stops talking about him. She has a picture of him in her Bible, a picture on our refrig, one on her night table, and probably more that I am not even aware of. Gary impacted her so much the few times that we were together, that he left such a lasting imprint on her life. I can't believe the things that she remembers about time spent with Gary. Going down to the river, eating at IHOP, his working at NASA and things from there that he has sent my kids, and even his visit to us when he bought the motorcycle. We have talked about visiting family in FL later this year, she doesn't want to go because she knows she won't see Gary. She doesn't want to go to Cherie Downs because that was "our beach with Gary". The hardest thing with her is the bitterness that she has for those responsible. She would love nothing more than to give everyone involved a big, fat piece of her mind.
If there is one gift that I can give to Gary on this his 52nd birthday it would be to make my life count in the lives of others just as he did. Happy Birthday, Gary we love you and miss you, but we WILL see you again one day.
Love,
Cindy and family
Gary's Dad
Happy Birthday, Gary.
Gary is missed by so many people. Not a day will ever be the same in the lives of those Gary has touched. I was just thinking of him the other day. Kevin has a really bad oil leak in his car and we were just saying how Gary probably would have come up here to "diagnose" and fix Kevin's car if we would have asked him. It's amazing how Gary touched lives and we never knew it. My daughter, Angela, is one that has really surprised me. She has taken this whole thing so hard. You have to understand, Angela was a little over 11 when Gary was murdered and since we live in PA, she never really even saw Gary that much. I think maybe we visited him 3 or 4 times in FL. Can I tell you, she NEVER stops talking about him. She has a picture of him in her Bible, a picture on our refrig, one on her night table, and probably more that I am not even aware of. Gary impacted her so much the few times that we were together, that he left such a lasting imprint on her life. I can't believe the things that she remembers about time spent with Gary. Going down to the river, eating at IHOP, his working at NASA and things from there that he has sent my kids, and even his visit to us when he bought the motorcycle. We have talked about visiting family in FL later this year, she doesn't want to go because she knows she won't see Gary. She doesn't want to go to Cherie Downs because that was "our beach with Gary". The hardest thing with her is the bitterness that she has for those responsible. She would love nothing more than to give everyone involved a big, fat piece of her mind.
If there is one gift that I can give to Gary on this his 52nd birthday it would be to make my life count in the lives of others just as he did. Happy Birthday, Gary we love you and miss you, but we WILL see you again one day.
Love,
Cindy and family
Monday, October 12, 2009
I Just came across these photos, I forgot about them. Jack came down from Michigan and was able borrow a sailboat, Jack, Gary and I went sailing from the Banana River out into the ocean. It was a very calm day on the ocean and we had a nice sail. We went through the locks on the barge canal under the draw bridge at the Air Force Base, through the Port and out into the ocean. We sailed down to Cocoa Beach then back home, a nice days sail.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Every day things I do still remind me of Gary
Every day things I do still remind me of Gary.
Today I opened a bag of cheddar corn chips, as I was eating them and got closer to the bottom of the bag I remembered Gary loved Vinegar & Salt potato chips. He used to open them from the bottom because he said the most flavor was down there. When you get down the bottom which used to be the top, all the flavor left in the bag had dropped there. It works.
We had spaghetti for dinner, it reminded me that Gary liked to put everything between two pieces of bread or in a roll. When he would stop here on his way home from work Mom would always ask him to stay for dinner, if we were having spaghetti he would make a sandwich of it.
Today I was cutting the grass, when I was using the edger and weed whacker I remembered that Gary bought them both at yard sales and gave then to me. Whenever Gary was at yard sales and saw something that he thought Helen or I would want or need he would buy them and bring them over to us.
Today I opened a bag of cheddar corn chips, as I was eating them and got closer to the bottom of the bag I remembered Gary loved Vinegar & Salt potato chips. He used to open them from the bottom because he said the most flavor was down there. When you get down the bottom which used to be the top, all the flavor left in the bag had dropped there. It works.
We had spaghetti for dinner, it reminded me that Gary liked to put everything between two pieces of bread or in a roll. When he would stop here on his way home from work Mom would always ask him to stay for dinner, if we were having spaghetti he would make a sandwich of it.
Today I was cutting the grass, when I was using the edger and weed whacker I remembered that Gary bought them both at yard sales and gave then to me. Whenever Gary was at yard sales and saw something that he thought Helen or I would want or need he would buy them and bring them over to us.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Cindy said...
I will never forget the day that I got the news of Gary's death. I was at the Bill Rice Ranch in TN and my mom called around 10pm. We were in the middle of doing evening devotions and I kept hearing my phone buzz as I had it on vibrate. Never, ever did I expect to hear the news that was delivered. All I remember is screaming at the top of my lungs and dropping to the ground. I couldn't speak...at all!!! No one could ever understand this, but Gary was more like a brother (all of my cousins are more like siblings) to me than a cousin. I think of Gary all the time. I have his picture on my refrigerator and I will never forget him. The hardest thing for me is to have to watch my daughter day after day. Angela LOVED Gary. He made such an impact on her. To this date, she gets very mad if anyone even talks about the events of his death. Gary's death has changed my daughter forever. Darryl changed many lives with one bad decision. Aunt Helen and Uncle Jack, we pray for you all the time. We love you so much and cannot even begin to understand the pain and hurt you deal with on a day to day basis. The only good thing is that we know we will see him again one day. As far as anyone questioning your Christianity, they obviously are not familiar with the Bible and scripture. All they are doing is trying to justify the acts of a selfish and cowardly person. Amanda, I am glad that you check this blog every few days so that you can learn how your father impacted the lives of others. You are in my prayers also. Well I guess I have rambled on long enough. Gary I love you and miss you. We have lost you here on earth, but I like to look at it as your first anniversary on the streets of gold walking with our Saviour Jesus Christ.
June 24, 2009 2:01 PM
This is a comment from Mike Mycek's son, Mike was one of Gary's best friends.
alex mycek said...
Gary was an amazing guy.
I'm 14 years old and I've never EVER seen my dad (Mike Mycek) cry .It was heartbreaking for him .I pray for Gary every night . I wonder how he's doing in heaven .I remember when he lived in Delaware , my dad and I used to visit him all the time .They both got along very well , being grease monkeys & all . lol .My dad would call him atleast once a week . He'd never forget about him even after he moved hundred of miles away to Florida .I have no comment about Darryl's actions though .My mother and I were just talking about Darryl today . I hate bringing anything about Gary up around my dad , but I asked him about Darryl as a kid .He said Darryl went to church all the time . After he grew up everything kind of went down hill .He said he remembers a fewdays before Darryl got out of jail , Gary called him telling him about the movement of the guns .My dad was heartbroken when Sharon called him telling him the news .Just yesterday my dad said "Knowing Gary , I'd think any way of him dying would be a car crash or motorcycle accident. The way he died was the last way I'd think of him passing away"I think I've said enough . But I know all of you miss him along with my family . I'll be praying for him in heaven along with all of the Kenney family.
Love,Alex Mycek
goodandprofitable said...
Dad,Thanks for the moving blog post. I thought of Gary on several occasions when we were there for vacation. When we drove past the go-cart/arcade I remembered when Gary took me and Jeremy there, he gave the kids what seemed to be an endless supply of quarters. I pray for God's sustaining grace for you and Mom, and I will be praying especially hard over the next week.
Ron
June 9, 2009 10:08 AM
I will never forget the day that I got the news of Gary's death. I was at the Bill Rice Ranch in TN and my mom called around 10pm. We were in the middle of doing evening devotions and I kept hearing my phone buzz as I had it on vibrate. Never, ever did I expect to hear the news that was delivered. All I remember is screaming at the top of my lungs and dropping to the ground. I couldn't speak...at all!!! No one could ever understand this, but Gary was more like a brother (all of my cousins are more like siblings) to me than a cousin. I think of Gary all the time. I have his picture on my refrigerator and I will never forget him. The hardest thing for me is to have to watch my daughter day after day. Angela LOVED Gary. He made such an impact on her. To this date, she gets very mad if anyone even talks about the events of his death. Gary's death has changed my daughter forever. Darryl changed many lives with one bad decision. Aunt Helen and Uncle Jack, we pray for you all the time. We love you so much and cannot even begin to understand the pain and hurt you deal with on a day to day basis. The only good thing is that we know we will see him again one day. As far as anyone questioning your Christianity, they obviously are not familiar with the Bible and scripture. All they are doing is trying to justify the acts of a selfish and cowardly person. Amanda, I am glad that you check this blog every few days so that you can learn how your father impacted the lives of others. You are in my prayers also. Well I guess I have rambled on long enough. Gary I love you and miss you. We have lost you here on earth, but I like to look at it as your first anniversary on the streets of gold walking with our Saviour Jesus Christ.
June 24, 2009 2:01 PM
This is a comment from Mike Mycek's son, Mike was one of Gary's best friends.
alex mycek said...
Gary was an amazing guy.
I'm 14 years old and I've never EVER seen my dad (Mike Mycek) cry .It was heartbreaking for him .I pray for Gary every night . I wonder how he's doing in heaven .I remember when he lived in Delaware , my dad and I used to visit him all the time .They both got along very well , being grease monkeys & all . lol .My dad would call him atleast once a week . He'd never forget about him even after he moved hundred of miles away to Florida .I have no comment about Darryl's actions though .My mother and I were just talking about Darryl today . I hate bringing anything about Gary up around my dad , but I asked him about Darryl as a kid .He said Darryl went to church all the time . After he grew up everything kind of went down hill .He said he remembers a fewdays before Darryl got out of jail , Gary called him telling him about the movement of the guns .My dad was heartbroken when Sharon called him telling him the news .Just yesterday my dad said "Knowing Gary , I'd think any way of him dying would be a car crash or motorcycle accident. The way he died was the last way I'd think of him passing away"I think I've said enough . But I know all of you miss him along with my family . I'll be praying for him in heaven along with all of the Kenney family.
Love,Alex Mycek
goodandprofitable said...
Dad,Thanks for the moving blog post. I thought of Gary on several occasions when we were there for vacation. When we drove past the go-cart/arcade I remembered when Gary took me and Jeremy there, he gave the kids what seemed to be an endless supply of quarters. I pray for God's sustaining grace for you and Mom, and I will be praying especially hard over the next week.
Ron
June 9, 2009 10:08 AM
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
One Year Anniversary of Gary's Murder

One Year Anniversary of Gary’s Murder
June 16th will be the one year anniversary of Gary’s murder. The last time I saw Gary alive was Father’s Day June 15th. I’ll never forget that Fathers Day. This year Fathers Day falls on June 21st. Fathers day will be a reminder of Gary for the rest of my life.
I thought I would be over Gary’s murder by this time, but I’m not.
Every time I am out in my car going somewhere and I see a place where Gary and I stopped for some reason, I think of Gary .
When I go past the Jumping Flea Market on Rt. 1, I remember Gary and me going there almost every Saturday after we went to the yard sales.
When I see some debris on the side of the road I think, Gary would stop and see what that is.
Different neighborhoods had a different meaning to Gary, he never forgot where he had gotten some bargain, and always wanted to go to yard sales there.
When I drive down A1A, I look at the Dunkin-Donuts and remember, Gary picked me up after one of the hurricanes and we drove around looking at the damage, he stopped at Dunkin-Donuts and they came out and told him not to park there as the mansard roof was coming off and it might fall on his truck, I remember this every time I pass that Dunkin-Donuts.
When we go to Port Canaveral I remember Gary taking Jack and me out fishing in his jet boat and wanting to go out into the ocean in that little boat, I talked him out of that one.
Every time I see a motorcycle like Gary’s coming down Rt. 3 from the Space center in the afternoon or when I‘m at the pool and hear a motorcycle come into the park, I still think or look to see if it’s Gary.
Every time there’s something wrong with my car I think, Gary would have that fixed by now.
Sometimes I get depressed when I think of these things, then I turn to the Lord who lost his son for no reason except for the love of sinful men, and say thanks Lord to the for the time you gave me with Gary.
Psm 30:12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
Joel 2:26 And ye shall eat in plenty, and be satisfied, and praise the name of the LORD your God, that hath dealt wondrously with you: and my people shall never be ashamed.
Gary’s Dad
When I go past the Jumping Flea Market on Rt. 1, I remember Gary and me going there almost every Saturday after we went to the yard sales.
When I see some debris on the side of the road I think, Gary would stop and see what that is.
Different neighborhoods had a different meaning to Gary, he never forgot where he had gotten some bargain, and always wanted to go to yard sales there.
When I drive down A1A, I look at the Dunkin-Donuts and remember, Gary picked me up after one of the hurricanes and we drove around looking at the damage, he stopped at Dunkin-Donuts and they came out and told him not to park there as the mansard roof was coming off and it might fall on his truck, I remember this every time I pass that Dunkin-Donuts.
When we go to Port Canaveral I remember Gary taking Jack and me out fishing in his jet boat and wanting to go out into the ocean in that little boat, I talked him out of that one.
Every time I see a motorcycle like Gary’s coming down Rt. 3 from the Space center in the afternoon or when I‘m at the pool and hear a motorcycle come into the park, I still think or look to see if it’s Gary.
Every time there’s something wrong with my car I think, Gary would have that fixed by now.
Sometimes I get depressed when I think of these things, then I turn to the Lord who lost his son for no reason except for the love of sinful men, and say thanks Lord to the for the time you gave me with Gary.
Psm 30:12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
Joel 2:26 And ye shall eat in plenty, and be satisfied, and praise the name of the LORD your God, that hath dealt wondrously with you: and my people shall never be ashamed.
Gary’s Dad
A comment from Amanda;
I do that too: whenever I pass a motorcycle anywhere on the island actually, I always, always look to see if it's him. Well, I know it isn't I just want it to be so bad so I'll find something similar like "dads helmet was that color.." Or i pulled up next to this much older guy who looked was looking cool on his motorcycle like one dad had and he sat there and revved it like a hot shot the whole time to remind all the other cars what he had and that he would be out of there as soon as that light was green. Definitely dad. :)August 7, 2009 5:16 AM
Saturday, April 4, 2009
You can see how troubled he is.
Gary, Ron & Craig at 50th anniversary party at Lobster Shanty.
Gary, Ron & Craig at 50th anniversary party at Lobster Shanty.
Gary, Me and his Brothers at Our 50th Anniversary
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Thanks, Gary's Dad
Look at the difference in Gary in these two pictures, he was going through a lot of family problems in the last days of his life.
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