I forgot to include how he died. Bleeding from the rectum and the mouth, throwing up blood. It seems all that straight liquor ate through the linings of his stomach. I remember when we were waiting for the ambulance, he was sitting on the commode, throwing up in the bathtub beside it. They took him to the VA Hospital in Tampa. Five days later, they took him out in a bag.
Kenny saved the flag that covered his coffin and it’s in the box of things that his ex-girlfriend is holding for me, if I ever make it back to Florida. I can’t imagine that Kenny thought I wanted it. I just think he didn’t have anyone else to give it to.