1988, Cal Expo, Sacramento, CA, USA
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My mom and Kevin's mom have been best friends since I was a baby. I grew up with the Chigbrows and thought of Kevin as another big brother when I was a kid. When I was in 8th grade, my mom bought my best friend and I tickets to the INXS concert. But, we needed a chaperone. Kevin, 22 at the time, and his girlfriend took us to the concert at Cal Expo in 1988. It was general admission and we were these young girls in a sea of adults in the concert pit. Kevin physically pushed everyone away from us to make sure we were safe and could dance and enjoy the concert. He was our protector! When I told this story to Kathy after Kevin's passing, Leslie found Kevin's collection of concert tickets, which included that very show! It gave me chills immediately and made me feel his presence. I wish we would have had more memories as adults, because I know we would have had a lot more fun together. Thanks for that fun memory, Kevin. You are sorely missed by so many.
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Yep!
You are right , Leslie. I wish I had known Kevin. A beautiful obit
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I just learned of Kevin’s passing today. I did not know him well, but spent many afternoons at Foster & Dobbs in 2014 while on maternity leave with my son Wesley, and also ran into Kevin over the years at Irvington auctions and randomly. He was such a friendly and engaging person. My deepest condolences to Leslie and Dane. I am so incredibly sorry for your enormous loss.
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My nephew Kevin was twelve or thirteen when he started taking scuba lessons. In my mid-thirties, I decided to enroll in the class as well since my husband was a scuba diver. I considered myself a good swimmer, but I couldn’t complete that portion of the course. It required stamina, not skill. Kevin excelled at both, and I admired his proficiency.
When it was time for his ocean certification dive, my husband and I took Kevin and his brothers in our cabover camper to the Mendocino Coast for the weekend. Kevin easily completed his dive, and we all had time to visit the charming town of Mendocino. We went into the Mendocino Art Center, and even then, Kevin seemed quite interested in the art. It was on that afternoon that I bought my first piece of art. It hangs in my entry and is a constant reminder of that enjoyable weekend spent with Kevin and his brothers.
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This is not a story about Kevin. This is just a note to say that I miss him. I live right around the corner and what keeps happening is that I keep seeing glimpses of him. My heart leaps, and then quickly sinks when I see it’s not actually him and I remember he’s gone. A lot of our relationship was the bumping into each other on a walk or a drive by. Happy little hellos that could quickly turn into 30 minute conversations. I miss that. I also miss the quick shout outs to my son Duke as he would see Duke playing outside. “Duuuuuuuuuuke,” he would bellow. Duke would shyly grin as Kevin would continue on his way. Other times he’d chat him up and make Duke use actual words. Kevin put everyone at ease. Part of me doesn’t mind the heart jumping and sinking because it somehow keeps him alive, even if it’s fleeting. It’s a reminder of how fun and exciting he was to be around. Same can’t be said for everyone else walking by. Certainly not worth the 30 minutes anyway. Kevin was worth every second.
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Although my sister and I grew up half way across the country from the Chigbrows, I have very fond memories of summer visits to Grandma Chigbrows. One of my favorite memories of Kevin was during one of those trips to Idaho. I don't remember the year but we must have been young teens. (well at least Kevin was a young teen) Kevin had that big, beautiful smile, California suntan and wore his sunglasses most of the time. I'm not even sure who started it but we called him "Hollywood". That is how I still see him! I hope some of the other cousins remember that summer with "Hollywood". ❤️
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Deepest condolences to Leslie, Dane, family and friends. As a visitor to Leslie’s studio, I’ve so enjoyed the serenity of the outdoor space no doubt cultivated by the family’s loving care. I’m sure Kevin’s presence is reflected there. May his light and love be with you always. ❤️
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Leslie was my roommate in college. I met Kevin when he picked her up on their first date. He was dressed to impress (like always) and had a taxi waiting for them. The taxi driver would drive them everywhere to all their amazing dinners. I thought “holy shit” this is it; Leslie will marry this guy. He was kind, sarcastic and sexy.
I love everything about him. He married my husband and I; with the most beautiful words. He had a huge heart and amazing smile
Kevin thank you for supporting me and always be a true friend. Love you. Kelly
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One of my favorite memories and story’s about Kevin is visiting him and Leslie as a 14 year old and them taking me to sushi for my first time. Well leaving thought it would be funny (it was) to tell me the wasabi was Japanese guacamole. Well I put a bunch of it on my roll and soon found out it was not guacamole. Thank you Kevin, for everything.
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Kevin talked me into buying a Wolf range for our house. I would text him every time I cooked something on it. Tonight is a reversed sear bone in New York.
I miss you brother.
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I have been thinking about where to start to talk about my friend. But I can't seem to keep it together long enough to write something down. I met Kevin three decades ago and we have been friends ever since.
When we met he had a pony tail down the middle of his back. People said he looked like Anthony Kiedis from The Red Hot Chili Peppers. He was the manager/head waiter of the restaurant where I worked. I was a lunch waiter, busboy and hostess-- I wanted to be a dinner server. After one of my lunch shifts we had a wine tasting for the new wine list. I was not tasting-- I was drinking full glasses and so was Kevin. Needless to say we were pretty drunk. Kevin turned to me and said, "Do you want my dinner shift?"
I knew that I had to say yes to prove myself, but I was wasted. Long story short, I took the shift and we were slammed! I held my own and got on the dinner schedule.
And that is how Kevin and I started our decades long friedship.
More stories if you guys want to hear my rambling (it is hard to type with tears in my eyes and my hands shaking).
I can't believe he's not here.
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Love this man he was so amazing. I loved when they would come visit., Kevin and Dane would immediately go swimming throwing a ball back-and-forth and dunking each other. He was such a great dad always 100% there for Dane and for Leslie my favorite times in Portland, where the block parties Kevin always got very involved planning ahead for days. Love my times with them meeting all their friends, and after an event, it was always back at their house to extend the party. He will be forever missed.
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