“The only things you can take with you when you leave this world
are things you’ve packed inside your heart.” ~ Unknown
Siblings Robin Dalton and Tucker Lykins: Our families go back well before Tucker and I were born. Robin remembers my dad and some of his brothers coming to their house to play cards with her stepdad, Victor, and others from around Cannel City. Robin shared her tent with me at Pickin’ in the Park, and later in the day, we did this group picture to celebrate birthdays for Victor and one of Tucker’s grandsons (I can’t remember his name). Robin has four brothers. Tucker is the youngest, and Mike is the oldest (not pictured). Kenny, in the orange shirt, is a year older than me and Tucker. He’s holding their brother Billy’s youngest grandchild. Billy was between Kenny and Mike. In 2007, at a very young 43, Billy was taken by Kidney cancer.
I dated Kenny off and on through high school. We started sparking before he had his driver’s license. He would walk up Railroad Fork to my grandparent’s to see me when I was there. That was maybe two miles from his house. He must have really liked me. He turned me on to AC/DC, which is still one of my favorite bands. He was naturally an excellent football player. He always played the tough guy. That was pretty easy for him because he is a big, tough guy, but in truth, he’s a softie. Here’s a gif to prove it (he’ll want to choke me if he ever sees it).
I’ve always had a spot in my heart for Kenny. He’s a great guy. Always was. Always will be.