Day 25 WK. Before Kenny retired, we lived in Woodstock. Which meant that whenever happened at the school that required opening something, closing something or finding something during the off-hours, Kenny was called. I never once heard him tell anybody no. I did hear him grumble a few times when journeying out required putting on pants and shoes, but he was always ready to help. That was just his nature. If he could do something about a problem, he was ready to go. The picture that accompanies this post is the first time Central hosted a cheerleading competition. He recruited me to help set up the room for the judges with some drinks and snacks. He took this competition every bit as seriously as any other athletic competition, making sure that he read all the rules and requirements prior to the event. It went so well that Central hosted many more. Once again a problem solver, taking this on when other schools did not want to host.

I got a letter today from the hospice that is affiliated with UVa. I know this organization helps a lot of people, but for us, it was a hindrance as we had to put off things to wait for paperwork to be completed. It was awful. Not helpful at all. And now I am receiving a form letter with my name stamped on top with advice on how to grieve and I am just so angry. (Which the letter says it is OK to be angry...) They failed when it came to problem-solving for my husband and my family. They needed a little Kenny Rinker problem-solving. Get it done and then do the paperwork. And don't make promises you will not keep.