In Memorium

Ken, you will be missed. I will keep the memory of our last ride to the fields to see the new calves and colts close to my heart. It was early Spring, so clear and sparkling, the fields green and full of new life.

With your passing, I also mourn the end of an era in Ephraim: one of real cowboys, hard-work, and a deep, unbroken connection to place and heritage.

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