Ken was a dear friend of mine. We met in graduate school, at SAIS. I remember many great and long political discussions with him over lunch or a coffee. He was always full of ideas, against injustice, and for a better world. We had lots of great laughs as well, also with Beatriz over a great pasta dinner made by none other than the man himself. What a cook!
When he and Beatriz moved to Chile, I remember staying with them for the millennium celebration. I was so ill with a sinus infection, but there was Ken with a big bottle of lemon water and his cheerful encouragement, “use the neti-pot!.” He made a great doctor, and I was better in no time.
Ken loved Beatriz so much, it was an inspiration. You could see the affection in his eyes, and in how proudly he spoke of her. Then there he was also, a wonderful father. He would come by to visit with little Eddie in his arms. The last time I saw Ken was at my wedding, before I moved across the ocean. It is so sad to hear that we will not hear his great stories and join in a laugh with him again. Memories of him will always stay with me.
Rollie Lal - Hawaii
Friday, May 29, 2009
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