This is the grave of a very dear friend of my husband and myself, Ken Enfield, who took his own life at age 25. We spent many happy hours during our high school years at his place, and he spent many more happy hours at our house when we married after high school.
We lost track of him during the last year of his life, when he began to have some severe emotional problems, and it came as a great shock to us both when we got the news of his death.
His friendship meant a great deal to us both, and we'd like to have everyone remember what a wonderful person he was. He was a good friend, always there for anyone, and we still miss him.