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Submitting today in commemoration of 100 Days - 3/3/2020: In 2003, on December 1st, toward the end of a Thanksgiving holiday visit, I recorded a two-hour interview session with my father, Ken. This recording has been captured in two parts and uploaded to YouTube. Transcripts are also available - just click the ellipses next to the 'Share' button to open the option.
https://www.youtube.com/watch… (part 1)
https://www.youtube.com/watch… (part 2)
Unforgettable memory with Gra…
2017, Overland Pond Park, West Florida Avenue, Denver, CO, USA
Unforgettable memory with Grandpa Ken
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Our family with Grandpa Ken
2017, Overland Pond Park, West Florida Avenue, Denver, CO, USA
Our family with Grandpa Ken
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Grandpa Ken with Sharvin
2016, Aurora, CO, USA
Grandpa Ken with Sharvin
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Hi Brian,

Please share this with Kevin and the rest of the family.

It’s been a while since we last chatted. Isn’t it ironic how life gets in the way and death seems to bring us back together?

I had taken mom (Aunt Cheryl) out for a birthday brunch on Saturday and of course he passed on Sunday. During brunch I shared with mom about some of the conversations Uncle Ken and I had shared over the years about spirituality and quality of life versus quantity. Over the years we had a number of these conversations of which, my main take away was that Uncle Ken was not afraid of death, in fact, fully believed there was something more waiting for him beyond this life.

These “deep” conversations weren’t the only ones we had. He was a great listener too and even after he aged in to his 70’s (my early 40’s maybe) could recall conversations we had decades prior. One such conversation had occurred when mom, Jeff, and I visited all of you up in Cheyenne. I was about 14 at the time. Uncle Ken had taken us to a lake outside of town for an afternoon picnic and swim. During our outing we chatted about football, movies, board games and my hatred of school and just how boring it was to me. He looked at me and took a deep breath in and said, “Johnny, once you find something you’re interested in you’ll know it”. Well, 4 years, then 8 years went by and I was beginning to think the man was nuts! I still had as much interest in school as I did in having a root canal, broken leg, or worse, jock itch.

I was now in my early 20’s . I had only taken a class or two over the past couple of years and toiling in a minimum wage job working as a mail clerk for a regional pharmacy (Super X, think of it as a 1/3 the size of CVS). Low and behold this is where I met my future wife!

Over the next few years life had gotten in the way. I had moved my paternal grandfather in with us, bought a new house and not one (1) but three (3) failed back surgeries. Six months later my grandfather passed away and I was unable to work. During this time I completed my bachelors degree online and enrolled in a masters program, which I was able to complete in 20 months. Anyway, back to the point of my story above (I’m not senile I just enjoy short road trips ). Kami and I had been married for over 10 years when your mom and dad came out to visit us in Phoenix at Christmas time. Standing in the living room, Uncle Ken turned slightly off to my left, with a smirkish grin and said, “So you found what interested you”. I immediately knew what he was referring to and I replied, “Yeah, it took a while because I’m a little thick headed”. Uncle Ken gave out a big belly laugh, the one where his shoulders pull back and he’s looking more toward the ceiling than at you, with his mouth wide open. He patted me on the shoulder and said, “I’m really happy for you Johnny”.

You see, this sums up your dad perfectly. He was smart, kind, friendly, and caring. I didn’t have to speak with Uncle Ken often but when we did, we were able to pick right up where we had left off. We shared Christmas cards, exchanged emails on occasion, and spoke on the phone from time to time. Some might think we weren’t close, but I disagree. We had special connection and we didn’t have to have constant communication to appreciate one another. I will miss him.


All my love,

John
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Wayne and I give our condolences to Kevin & Joann Comerford, Brian & Nisa Comerford for the loss of their beloved father, Kenneth.
We offer condolences also to our special great-nephew, Bodhi Comerford, who is Ken's only grandchild. Bodhi, your grandfather was soooo proud of you for your academic success and participation in sports! He loved you very much. I am certain he still does and he will be keeping a watchful eye on you as you make your path through life. He has much to be proud of! Love, Aunt Cheryl and Uncle Wayne
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My Big Brother, Kenny!
By Cheryl Comerford Comer
December 4, 2019

Kenneth James Comerford was born June 22, 1934. Ken’s life was full of highs and lows. Many things were difficult for him and many other things were easy. Kenny weighed 12 lbs. when he came into this world breach birth! That was difficult! I don’t know how our 5’2”, eyes of blue mother, Bernice, was able to endure this event and go on to have 3 more children.
Having polio at age 3 or 4 was also difficult! He was sitting on the floor playing and couldn’t get up. Dad picked him up and his legs remained folded, unable to straighten out. As a result, Kenny had one foot larger than the other and maybe a couple of other smaller side effects.
My first memories of Kenny were hearing him play the piano. Yes, Kenny was quite an accomplished pianist during elementary school. Playing piano and reading were somethings he could do when he had to stay indoors while other children played outside. He was limited because of his asthma and the fact that he had frequent bouts of pneumonia. Kenny’s health was the reason for Harold and Bernice to move us to Miami Arizona. It was at Harriet and George Short’s home where I heard him play “Ghost Riders In the Sky”. I thought it was wonderful and can hear it to this day.
Kenny was 10 years older than me. When we moved in 1946 from Cortland, New York to our Central Heights, Arizona home (in between Globe and Miami, AZ), Kenny and I shared a large bedroom. His bed had lots of pillows to keep him almost sitting up so he could breath better. It was not unusual to wake up in the middle of the night to see my mother caring for Kenny with a steamed pot of water and a towel over his head. I’m not certain what was in the water, but it helped ease his breathing. Slowly but surely Kenny began to get stronger with the Arizona dry heat and no snow or ice to worry about.
I liked it when he felt good because he was lots of fun. Kenny was a magician! One of his prized possessions was a cloth bag which he could turn inside out to show nothing was in it, then WALLA! He could magically produce a white wooden egg! I was delighted every time he did this trick and he was delighted to have such an adoring audience while perfecting this skill. Kenny also had a small chest with many drawers. Again, he showed the chest had nothing in it. With a couple of Abracadabras he could open the right drawer with money in it! What fun!
On August 5, 1949 our dear, sweet mother, Bernice, passed at the age of 35 years. This was a life changing event for all of our family. We had lost the heart of the family! Kenny was quite angry with God for taking our mother from us. This was the beginning of a soul-searching quest for him which lasted several years. The end result would be a new understanding of our Creator and a deeper spirituality for Kenny.
Two years after our mother’s death, Ken was selected to be an Arizona Boy’s State attendee. The following year 1952 he graduated Valedictorian of Miami High School. This was easy for Kenny. How proud his mother would be!
After high school Ken attended a semester at ASU which he could not complete because of asthma problems. He returned home and took a job at one of the copper mines. Then he and brother, Tommy, decided to join the Air Force during the Korean War. Kenny was trained as a cryptographer and was stationed at St. John’s Newfoundland, Canada where he rose to Master Sargent in less than 3 years! That was easy! There is evidently such a thing as a “dry cold” because Kenny was in good health during his stay in Newfoundland.
When Ken returned from the USAF he received a full scholarship to the Thunderbird School of International Business contingent on passing a medical exam. Because of his scared lungs from asthma and pneumonia he lost his scholarship. That was difficult! Once again Ken went back to Arizona State University. Early on he was invited to a college friend’s house party where he met the love of his life, Dian Cunningham! There was no looking back for either of them! Three weeks later Ken brought Dian to Globe to meet our parents and family. During that weekend they decided to get married! Step-brother, Bobby Short and his wife, Diane drove them to Nogalas, Mexico to be married! Love at first sight! That was easy!
Dian worked while Ken went to ASU on his G.I. Bill. Like all academic efforts for Ken, he excelled by graduating Summa Cum Laude! The top of his class! That was EASY! After graduation Ken worked for Westinghouse in Phoenix. He was then promoted to a position in Tucson where their first-born son, Kevin was born. Yeah! All was going well until one night Ken met with Bill Larson, a Miami High School friend who was at this time County Attorney in Nogales. On his way home that night on a dark country road he hit the back of a stopped truck with no tail lights! It was a horrible, serious accident! Early the next morning Dad, Tommy and Emmy Lu and I drove to Tucson to wait to see if Ken would live or die! In the accident Ken had broken the steering wheel with his chest and smashed the windshield with his head. That was difficult! The police thought he was dead. It caused them to change course andCalifornia where Ken’s spiritual quest continued. Their second son, Brian was born in Santa Rosa in 1971.
The “Love at first sight” romance that took place so quickly, proved any nay sayers wrong about whether it would last. Last it did for 53 years when Dian passed in 2012. That was the second life changing event in Ken’s life and it was DIFFICULT! By this time Ken had learned to turn adversity into something positive. He wrote a book in collaboration with his beloved wife Dian, We Are Spirit: An Immortal Love Story That Spans Two Worlds - That was easy!
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Kenneth and the boys 😊
Kenneth and the boys 😊
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Wonderful family visit 💕
2018
Wonderful family visit 💕
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