Yes, Ken was one of the most knowledgeable car guys I knew. He loved Corvettes, muscles cars, hot rods, drag racing and especially old drag cars; anything that was cool. We spent over 3 hours jabbering the last time we talked on the phone. It was just like we were sitting in the same room. Time flew by and I could tell that all of the car talk was energizing him. We would often send emails when one of us ran across some well known drag car from the past. I could tell when his name was on the email line and the subject was something like "Did you see this?" that it was going to be cool. I'll miss that.
We talked about the Don Garlits museum a few weeks ago just before I went down to Daytona. I planned on stopping on the way down and he was telling me how to get there and what to look for. A lot of the cars are on loan and change so I promised to take a lot of pictures. I took so many that I have been spending a lot of time editing them and sorting them into albums since I got home. I was sure that I would have the Garlits Museum album ready to send to Ken this weekend. I know that he would have enjoyed it.
Ken was a great friend. When I first met him at BG in '02 it was like seeing an old friend again. We had talked on the CAC a lot before and he was just what I expected. I didn't mind having to push his car to start it occasionally that weekend. It was worth it just to ride shotgun. One ride I'll never forget was when we left the NCM on Sunday afternoon. We were pulling onto the ramp for I-65 south back to town and there was a Z06 behind us. Ken was not accelerating too hard so that Z06 went for the left lane and stood on it. Ken also nailed it and that Z06 just disappeared in the mirror. With most of the dash out and the computers and harness on the passenger floor it was hard to tell how fast we were going but I saw 4600 rpm on the tach in 6th gear when he let off of it. That car still had me pushed back into the seat. What a ride.
Earlier we tried to fix the starter again (see first picture) but it only lasted one start. When we got out to Beech Bend we found an appropriate hill to park the car on so we could do a roll start. We just got into the car to leave when a very nice looking young lady cruised by in a yellow C5 with a black hood stripe. She stopped briefly and told Ken how much she liked his car. After she pulled away Ken said "That could have been embarrassing if she would have seen us rolling the car down hill to start it".
Ken was always optimistic that he would get moved up the list for his transplant. I can remember how positive he was after spending a long day with the transplant team. It gave him hope and encouragement. I just wish his name would have reached the top in time.
If anyone else has a Ken story they would like to share please chime it. There must be some good ones that we would like to hear. I only got to spend just that one weekend in BG enjoying his company but I made a lifetime friend.
See you later my friend.