In Memory

Kenneth Lane



 
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12/09/08 09:32 AM #1    

Kathy Swindler (Zwernemann)

My memories of Kenneth Lane go all the way back to our years at Lindberg. I just remember him being the All-American kid. When it was raining, his mother always dressed him in the yellow slicker with golashes. He almost always brought his lunch, and I remember thinking how cool it was that he poured hot soup out of his Campbell's soup thermos and ate it with a nice triangular-cut fresh sandwich. Seems there were always homemade cookies too. He could have been a poster child for the classic, Norman Rockwell Baby Boomer kid. (If I try real hard, I can still remember the way the freckles across his nose all fell into a wrinkle when he smiled, and of course, his top two front teeth were missing.)

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