Mr Daley was a real gentleman. It was a Blessing being in his presence. He was very respectful, kind , thoughtful and careing . I have been in their home for weekends and  Mr  Daley would go beyond the call of duty to make me feel like a honoured guest. The  Daleys have become my good friends  for  over twelve years through prayer. Mrs  Daley and  l are prayer partners; whenever  l call for us to pray;  and Mr Daley answers, he would ask me to pray for him,  He would then pronounce  a Blessing  on me. The last time we visited,  he was not well nor was he  coherent but he prayed  for Kory, Michelle and me, then he send us away with God's Benediction. I will always  keep  that  in my memory.

Precious in the sight of the are tdeath of his Saints. ( Ps 116 : 15)  Mr Daley is resting in peace.

Uncle Ken was always had a kind humble demeanour 

He loved the Lord and will be greatly missed

From Pam Kettle-Prout

A true family man has gone home. He not only loved his immediate family but also his church family and the Hopewell community members. Hannah, Junior, Denise, Debbie and Audrey take comfort in the fact that he is home with his Saviour

Daddy, 

I remember fondly those days when you took us to school as children. We stooped on the backseat of the car shouting “drive faster daddy, drive faster!” As you overtook cars, we would cheer and laughed as we looked through the back window.

You would pick me up from school most days and we would purchase lunch at Butterflakes or Parkway supermarket then park under a tree, which offered shade, to eat. In those moments I learnt a lot from you about politics. We read the Gleaner and listened to 'Public Eye'. We used those moments to talk about anything, religion, politics and what took place at school – just to mention a few.

I recall vividly the only time you ever “flogged me”.  I placed that in quotes because all you did was slapped me once in the palm of each hand. Our uncle Rodrick came as usual to play dominoes with you and on this particular day, I asked him for money. As you spanked me you told me to never ask anyone for anything, I should only ask you or mommy. I learnt my lesson.

You were so easy to speak with and, as an adult, I would call you and we would talk about the things that made me upset or we just stayed on the phone talking. We had fun at the garage as I worked with you during my breaks from school. I learnt so much from you and about you.

You were always kind and thoughtful of others. Someone just needed to share with you some difficulty they were experiencing, and you were quick to help in whatever way you could. At home when we were upset, you also became upset and wanted to find a way to fix things for us.

You never engaged in idle conversations about others, instead you were the peacemaker. You would go the extra mile for everyone when possible.

I remember coming home from the hospital after giving birth, and each morning after the babies had their bath, you would take them for walks until they fell asleep. You did not care that you were late for work. As they got older you could be heard making noise with the grandchildren as you played “wolf” with them. A game you all made up.

During my childhood, our yard became a playground for young men from the church and the community, on Saturday mornings. You played cricket with them and every so often, a broken window would be the witness. Daddy, you were selfless in your time and patience with others. Those many hours that you invested in others came back to bless you in your senior years, in the many people who came around to visit and offer help to you and mommy.

During your last stay with us, you told me you were ready to go 'home' but your only concern was mommy. A conversation I was not prepared for. Daddy you taught me to pray, you always prayed.  In fact, since your departure Debbie found papers with prayers you wrote, in your jacket pocket.

Daddy, you helped so many persons in so many ways and you never talked or bragged about it. You and mommy made such a team. You got children into high school, you assisted individuals in finding jobs.  Both you and mommy made yourselves available to others when they were in mourning. If someone was ill, you volunteered to drive them to the hospital, even if it meant to the University hospital in Kingston (all the way from Montego Bay).

Daddy, you spent time studying God’s word. We always knew when you were scheduled to preach, as we were all on lock down. You locked yourself in your office with your ‘tons’ of commentaries and books related to the bible as you prepared. We still have boxes of books and your handwritten sermons. You truly loved the Lord. Under your leadership, Sunday School was exciting and the many children who came out was proof of that. In fact, your leadership was always dependable and when there was no Pastor present, you took up the baton and led the congregation along with the team of Elders, deacons and other members of the board.

Daddy I could go on and on! There are so many happy memories that you have left me.  Your rich  legacy makes me proud to be your daughter. You always said ‘thanks’ for even the smallest things - but now it’s my turn to say ‘thanks’. Thanks for having contributed so significantly to my life. I will always love you.

Denise

 To Hannah, Denise, Debbie, & Junior

Words cannot express our deepest sorrow for your loss. Letting go of the one you love is so hard. Our heart goes out to you and your family. Ken was a devoted father, husband, and Christian. The way he cared for people, he will surely be missed by many. Please accept our deepest condolences and may his memories be your guiding light. May he Rest In Peace!

Lurline Walker-Whittaker and Family.

Ken,

Though time has passed from the time I have heard the news it still remains a hard pill to swallow. Coming to terms with the fact that you are no longer here is something I struggle to accept and understand. Wishing that I spent more time speaking to you, interacting with you and learning from you. I understand that nothing truly prepares you for a moment like this, but its only natural to analyze what could have been done differently. I have come to learn that instead of being fixated on what could have been done, we should learn from what was, and you have done a lot for me.

As a toddler, you were always present and showing your love through actions. Whether this be playing the infamous "Wolf" with Alex, Raishel and I, or simply babysitting. As an uncle I have come to realize that offering to babysit isn't always the first thing you would volunteer to do due to work that accompanies the task. Nevertheless you were always there with open arms ready to accept me into your care.

When I was able to communicate with you at a tender age of 5/6, I would always speak to you about my desire for a plane. Knowing that you were a mechanic but not fully understanding what it meant to be a mechanic I always thought you could do it. So I would always ask you to one day use the scrap metal around the garage and the engines I would see to make me a plane. With that infectious smile on your face, you would always state that one day you would. Knowing that the chances of that happening would be slim to none, you knew the importance of standing behind my dream and encouraging me. So much so that when I finally became a qualified pilot, you were one of the first persons I would call to tell because I would always remember you encouraging me.

Getting older brought about our many cricket adventures. You would take the time out of your elderly years to play with me. I remember going to the yard to play with you and Hannah would always complain that Ken is an old man and he should come back inside. You would still proceed to sneak outside with me and a grin on your face. I remember pelting the ball to our make shift wickets in an attempt to get you out and you playing along as if that is how the game is played. You would congratulate me and allow me to do what I took joy in, batting. Even though I would get out, you would give me countless chances to try again. Even in the midst of frustration you would encourage me, and that encouragement went a long way. So much so I joined my primary and high school cricket team displaying the various skills I would learn from you. You taught me well, as I was one the youngest player on my high school team yet one of the bowlers and I have you to thank for that.

In the more recent years of my life it would always bother me that you were here but due to circumstances greater than us you weren't. Your battle with Alzheimer's felt as though it robbed me the opportunity to truly share my accomplishments with you and further develop my relationship with you. From graduating from university and going further in my qualifications as a pilot. I know that just like during those times as a child you would have been proud of me and encouraged me. I only wish I had the opportunity to hear this from you.

During what appears to be a brief moment of our lives, I have learned so much about you. Lessons that I will cherish for the rest of my life and pass on as you have to me. You were a leader by example, someone who walked what they preached through all areas of life. Showing me the value of being a man of his word and not tolerating less than expected. Though this may only be one of the many lessons, its a testament to your character. One that I have rarely come across in my life.

Your love for your family displayed what a family unit should look like. The love you had for Hannah showed through your everyday interactions. The unconditional love you had for your children was evident throughout my life. Your love towards your in-laws, taking them in as if they were your own. Your grandchildren were all loved, and you made it a point to show us all that you loved us with your selfless love. Even to those that were not blood were loved as a family member would be. Throughout the community your continued efforts to see improvement within the community. Providing job opportunities for those in need of one and helping those in need. This just continues to speak to the type of person you were.

You were one of the few male figures in my life that I have cherished for their example of what it looks like to be a man of God. Truly an example of a man after God's own heart. For as long as I have known you, you have never let the opportunity pass to let me know that I am loved by someone way greater than you. For the constant reminder I am grateful. I have grown to understand the truth to that statement. Undoubtedly this was the greatest lesson you have taught me.

When writing this I have come to realize that there is so much that I have never got to do for you/show you. I always had a desire of wanting to take you on a flight some day, showing you that I did it, that what we have always spoken about has become a reality, wanting to make you proud. Wanting you to one day be there on the day I should get married, to experience that moment with you being there is one I would always desire. To spending vacations with you post education, taking care of you as you did take care of me when I needed it.

The fact though Ken is that I could go on and on about you as to how highly I regard you. The memories we have shared, I will continue to hold on to and carry with me for the duration of my life. I will try to continue to try to make you proud in all that I do. I wish there was one more hug, one more smile, one more piece of encouragement especially during this time, but I hold onto the truth that though you may not be here, your soul rests in the arms of the father. I will always miss you and love you, but I know that one day we will be reunited in the God's Kingdom. So this isn't a goodbye, instead it's a see you one day. I am thankful for you and all that you have taught me.

I love you grandpa,

Nathan 

Deepest condolences to the Daley family, Hannah, Kenneth Jr., Denise, Debbie and Audrey on the loss of a husband and father, Kenneth Daley Sr.

Ken was a gentle person.  Always smiling, he remained calm at all times.   He was kind to everyone and loved by all.

Our prayers and thoughts are with Ken’s family.  May your memories of your beloved husband, father, grandfather, great grandfather, brother, uncle and others - bring you comfort.

Ken is at rest in the Loving Arms of The Lord.  He will never be forgotten.  May his soul Rest In Peace.