CapnDenny1
Student Of The Blues
i just wanted to share that we lost my son Kevin on Tuesday Nov 1st. He has been battling for almost 5 years, but now he is at peace. You can see the obit at baue.com, Kevin Kelley.
Some may remember that I raffled off 2 guitars about 4 years ago to help raise money to be able to travel to Boston and get the care we hoped would prevent this from happening. I just want to thank you all again who bought raffle tickets. We raised almost $3500 from the raffle alone which really helped with travel and hotel stays for the months of treatments.
I have been busy with caring for him lately, since he got very ill around Sept 1st. Since then I have made the 40 mile trip to the hospital every day to spend time with him. We managed to bring him home for 3 weeks where he had a new rental powered wheelchair that could recline and help him find some comfort and mobility. I am thankful for that 3 weeks. Up until August he had his own place, a job, a girlfriend, and was a senior at Webster University studying filmaking.
Since we lost his Mom in 2000 to cancer when Kevin was 10 he and I became very close, and helped each other get through that. He was my passenger on my motorcycle for a lot of trips, and was my biggest fan, always encouraging me to play live and "just do it"!
In addition to being a gifted artist with paint and charcoal he also wrote and performed poetry. Here is one that I foubd in one of his sketch books that he always had with him. In spite of the stuff he had to endure he remained cheerful, and tried to keep his illness from affecting everyone else. But this shows how deep it affected him.
By Kevin Kelley
I want to go out slow and alone
I want my ties to frey in soft
Feathered ends.
No pain, no grief, no Anger, no sorrow left behind
No wake, no one to mourn my end.
In truth I want to meet this,
How it is, a quiet longing cry
To be remembered and missed,
To leave the hanging severed bonds that ache and bleed.
And this is why It will end
wail into the soft pillow of night.
Some may remember that I raffled off 2 guitars about 4 years ago to help raise money to be able to travel to Boston and get the care we hoped would prevent this from happening. I just want to thank you all again who bought raffle tickets. We raised almost $3500 from the raffle alone which really helped with travel and hotel stays for the months of treatments.
I have been busy with caring for him lately, since he got very ill around Sept 1st. Since then I have made the 40 mile trip to the hospital every day to spend time with him. We managed to bring him home for 3 weeks where he had a new rental powered wheelchair that could recline and help him find some comfort and mobility. I am thankful for that 3 weeks. Up until August he had his own place, a job, a girlfriend, and was a senior at Webster University studying filmaking.
Since we lost his Mom in 2000 to cancer when Kevin was 10 he and I became very close, and helped each other get through that. He was my passenger on my motorcycle for a lot of trips, and was my biggest fan, always encouraging me to play live and "just do it"!
In addition to being a gifted artist with paint and charcoal he also wrote and performed poetry. Here is one that I foubd in one of his sketch books that he always had with him. In spite of the stuff he had to endure he remained cheerful, and tried to keep his illness from affecting everyone else. But this shows how deep it affected him.
By Kevin Kelley
I want to go out slow and alone
I want my ties to frey in soft
Feathered ends.
No pain, no grief, no Anger, no sorrow left behind
No wake, no one to mourn my end.
In truth I want to meet this,
How it is, a quiet longing cry
To be remembered and missed,
To leave the hanging severed bonds that ache and bleed.
And this is why It will end
wail into the soft pillow of night.
. Kevin's poem speaks volumes about his character, insight, sensitivity. I understand it. You raised a very thoughtful son. 
