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This is my cousin Kenny. Although he looks young in that picture, which he was, he died when he was 12. He left this earth 5 days before my 12th Birthday, March 13. I believe it was the year 1997. He was a great kid who you could tell all of your secrets to and he wouldn't tell a soul. He was very independent, he helped his mother out when needed. He was a great cousin, brother, son, grandson, and nephew. It seems like ever since he died, everything in the family has gone bad. My cousin who is gone will always be remembered by his whole family. We love him and we always will. GOD BLESS YOU KENNY!!!
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It is quite simple actually the story I'm going to tell you. The doctors at St. Mary's do not know a thing about what there doing. My cousin was begging for help because his stomach hurt. Well the dumb doctor said it was only a stomach ache. It wasn't a couple hours later until he died of internal bleeding.
Kenny will always be remembered.
He will always be thought of on that spring day.
He will always be a son.
He will always be a brother.
He will always be a grandson.
He will always be a nephew.
He will always be a friend.
And will always be MY cousin
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Like I said, Kenny was a great brother. In the picture he is holding his littlest brother Dakota and standing next to them is Johnny. I love these kids, and if they were to ever need anything I would help them out, within reason.
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