Our friend Kim

Kim, a good friend of ours, died this weekend after a long battled illness.  When Denese called me it wasn't with sadness but with relief, his pain was over and he was in a better place; she'd been going through the grieving process as he declined over the last several years.  Our fondest memories of time spent with them were the years we all went camping together.  Kim and Denese would always get to the campground early so we could get the best spots and when we arrived with two kids and a dog, late after working all day, tired, they would have dinner made and cold beverages waiting.  Our kids were little, theirs already grown, but they didn't mind our different stages in life and we didn't either.  We laughed a lot around campfires, did hikes and bikes together, and enjoyed the wilderness of Utah.  When they moved to California we didn't see them as much but when we did it was like time apart had meant nothing, we could pick up where we left off, with a lot of laughter.  Kim will be missed by many, but the memories he made in his life will be treasured by all who knew him.