Yes I did know about Kennys passing. I believe he lived a good life and I can say we had a great time hunting with him. My granpa was good friends with him and those two made the hunt great birds or not. One instance I will never forget; He dropped us off to hunt this creek bottom that Looked amazing, well about 2 miles into it we hadn't seen anything but turkeys and deer, Kenny and my grandpa were blocking. Finally we come around this bend that seemed like another 2 miles and see the old farts sitting on this bridge a few hundred yards ahead. Well we see the only pheasant of our push a HEN! Kenny pulls up his A5 with the browning sticker still on the barrel, the pheasant flys rite over his head, NO SHOT he slowly turns around and takes aim again, Well we're waiting for the shot and NOTHING? So we finish up our walk and meet up with Kenny and Grandpa and ask "Why didn't you shoot that bird??" thinking he would reply "It was a hen!!!" but nope he says laughing "My gun wasn't loaded I must have unloaded it when I got in the truck??? Huh"! I can say that was rare it stayed loaded in or out of the truck!! I didn't have the nerve to say anything to an 80 year old that owned half the county!!! If he wanted it loaded that was fine with me!