Mi papi’s dancing was terrible! He would throw himself on the floor and I would always think “Yep, this is it. He won’t be able to get up.” But he always did. And that is who he was. He always got up. He always kept going. That fight against all odds was his gift to me. I miss him. #Eljefe #ElAbuelo#MiPapi#Tio #ElAmordemimadre

My husband of 43 years gained his wings 12/09/2020. We loved to spend time together taking long walks on the beautiful beaches in Florida. Our 11 grandchildren loved to join us at any given time and just talk and walk, looking for shells, handing us silly little broken ones but he would say how beautiful they are. He spent hours with his family and loved to drink wine and have cheese and crackers with his adult children and me in the evening. He was from Uruguay and loved to visit there as often as he could. We loved to travel. He had a laugh that would make us all join in and a smile in his eyes that lit up a room. We cared for foster children for over 35 years and he was so loving and caring to every baby that came to us. We miss him dearly and pray he is at peace with his family and friends all around.

It’s funny how days go by, and I don’t think about you not coming home or how you used to take care of us. We see masks everywhere. Paper masks on the ground, fancy masks on racks, but this mask, holds sentimental value. We were at the beginning of the pandemic. Everybody was selling masks on street corners that neighbors lovingly sewed to protect one another.

You were talking about going back to work even though you had preexisting conditions. I was so scared. However, I knew I could protect you thanks to this lady, so we stopped at the corner.

I picked up a plain navy one to go with your work shirt and a black one. If it were up to me, I would keep you safe. There was only enough money in my pocket to purchase masks for you to wear. I rubbed my fingers over the pretty light purple mask and exclaimed, “She made this mask for me.” I refused to buy it. You needed protection more than I.

I went to the car and waited for you to come back. You picked up only two masks that day, a dark blue mask and the pretty purple one that made me so happy. You told me, “I will wash this mask every day and be safe. You lit up at that mask.” I knew at that moment, and you so very loved me. You would do anything to make me smile.

I see a million masks a day, even in my own home. Since we lost you, I buy a box every month to protect myself even if I lost you anyway. I was thinking about how much I miss you and don’t have enough memories to keep you in my mind. I was cleaning out a drawer, and wow, that mask made me catch my breath. I choked back the tears. At that moment, I saw your face, eyes, and smile. It smelled like your hair. I felt you again. In this mask, I felt your presence. A mask brought back a million feelings and memories of the love you had for me. Yes, this virus took you from us.

Nevertheless, it cannot erase your memories. In a purple cloth mask, I found you again today. I carry you forever in my heart. I was reminded that you loved your children and me by doing everything in your power to live. You fought so hard and gave us all you could. You still do. We miss you, Ro.

A favorite holiday memory about my dad is a time we went out for brunch. After our orders were placed, the waitress served everyone except my husband, then she disappeared. My Dad also noticed that the pancakes were not served with syrup and there wasn’t any in sight. So as soon as my Dad saw the waitress, my Dad called her over. We thought for sure he was going to remind her that my husband still had not received his order. We were so wrong. The waitress wasn’t even at the table and my Dad’s finger was pointed down frantically waving around the table as he told the waitress of the urgent need for syrup. He never even mentioned my husband’s missing order! We then concluded that my husband is nothing more than chopped chicken liver compared to syrup.

We laughed so hard that every Christmas Eve when we ate at this restaurant, after our orders were placed, someone in the family would point their finger down and wave it frantically around the table saying, “syrup, syrup, syrup.”

Kenneth (Kenny) Marlin was a retired Vietnam veteran and Courier-Journal worker who passed away in September 2020. He had survived a quadruple bypass surgery months prior and survived it. His death had a big impact on his family, who described a man who always put others before himself and was always there for his loved ones.

“He was my rock. He was my go-to person,” said Cindy Young, Marlin’s daughter. “Our words of encouragement were always waiting at the end of the phone line or the end of the street,” said Sarenity Young, Marlin’s granddaughter. Marlin was originally from Clarksville, TN, who went on to deliver newspapers for the Courier-Journal in Louisville after serving in the army. He retired from the paper after 30 years. When he wasn’t working, he was crafty, specifically with woodworking. “He was always working on something in his building whether it was a new bench, doggy stairs, whatever. It was always something,” said Sarenity. He also loved to help others in his spare time, like cutting yards or raking leaves. Sarenity said he always made sure that his neighbors had food to eat and tried to make someone smile at least once a day.

He also liked shopping, and Cindy remembers how sometimes when he lived just a couple houses down, he would go shopping while she was at work and would hang stuff on her door to find when she got home as a surprise. Cindy said the little things are what can mean the most. She said how she and her dad would go to flea markets a lot on the weekends and eat lunch, and how those always lead to good memories. She remembers how he took her on her first trip to Gatlinburg, and they laughed at Hillbilly Golf when a chipmunk kept stealing her ball. She said they laughed so hard about it, and her dad would say that she would try and use the chipmunk as an excuse for why she lost the game.

Sarenity said he would take her and her cousins to the zoo all the time to the different events. “I remember going to Boo at the Zoo with him many years and always having the best time with him … just overall the fun and loving grandpa that would joke about everything and anything but always knew how to help in times of need,” said Sarenity. She said he could always get her to smile. “One time when I was a bit older working at Rally’s he came through the drive through and asked to order a Whopper, I of course thought, “Who is this crazy man at my drive through?”, not realizing it was him until he got to my window. I remember the laughs we all shared and the love and support I felt from him coming to see me,” said Sarenity.

Both described Kenneth Marlin as a good man. One who always was there when you needed him, gave advice to help through the tough times, and always there to depend on. “He was a very good hard-working man. He taught us that family is the most important thing, not money or possessions,” said Cindy. “He was the description of a good southern man that never met a stranger and would take in those around him that needed more love and laughter in their lives as family,” said Sarenity. “When I was younger, he had gifted me a necklace that means the world to me then and now with a little inscription, “Wherever you go you will always be my granddaughter”. I cherish that necklace and the meaning behind it… No matter what I do in life or where I go, I will always have his love and support there for me. It has opened a lot of doors for me by realizing that I can do anything in life. It’s a message that I hope to pass down through the generations.”

Now that he’s gone, they’ve turned to each other and friends for support. Cindy said that the hardest part was not being able to be there with him when he passed away. She couldn’t be there with him in his last moments. “It’s been hard coping with his loss, but his life was so full, and his spirit was so big that I can still feel his words of advice and his love guiding me through… I loved him and I still love him.” said Sarenity.