Birth date: Sep 4, 1950 Death date: Apr 27, 2017
White, Kenneth passed away on April 27, 2017 at the age of 66. He had a very happy day: hugs, kisses and calls from family and friends. His sudden heart attack left us with more questions than answers. I guess we just have to wait Read Obituary
Although the Blogger got is death wrong there were some really beautiful comments from a lot of people from his work<3
http://justicebuilding.blogspot.com/2017/04/ken-white-has-passed-away.html
K Harry White , the whizzer, my best friend in this vast universe what can you say?? Best buds for over 60 years. We travelled through Europe, Africa and Mexico. Always sharing laughs, and assorted indulgences that are best left to ones imagination. As kids we joked about who would speak at whose funeral, seriously, it was one of our ongoing debates. Kenny had a sweet, sensitive soul. Very aware of his frailties and easy to forgive mine. I have thought often of him over the past month, the hole he has left is greater than I could have imagined. I will live the rest of my life with gusto and joy to celebrate the friendship we shared but also because Kenny's passing has made it so painfully clear how short our time is and how our friendships define this existence.
I have known Ken for thirty years or more. While we were not close, I can say without question he had a reputation for integrity, professional excellence, humility and honesty. He was well liked and respected by the criminal defense bar, on both sides of the isle. It is indeed rare for a man to be well liked by all. It has been said, "when a man is liked by others, even his enemies will do his bidding."(not that Ken had any enemies!).
He is now in the world of truth, and his legacy will be the traits he instilled in his family. His selfless service to indigent defendants, and his good-nature, are models for us to follow. May his memory be for a blessing.
Rick Moore
I am so sad that my father has passed away as suddenly as he did. He had been so excited to be there at my wedding and wanted grandchildren so much. My heart breaks to know he won't be there for either, maybe he will in spirit. I miss him so much, there isn't a day I haven't cried. I am heart broken. Anytime I was ever sick he always came home with a little present and lots of hugs. He LOVED family movie nights. Mom and I would make popcorn and we would all sit down together and enjoy those nights. When I was little we would listen to classical music together and he would make up stories to go with how the music was sounding. If it was low something evil was coming, if it was light and airy little fairies were flying around, and if there was heroic music then someone was there to save the day. Every night since I was little we would always end the night with "Goodnight, I Love you, Sweet Dreams, That’s all" and that is what our last words were to each other before he passed. He was the sweetest guy and the best father I could have ever asked for. He will always be daddy to me and I will always be his little girl.
My uncle Kenny was one of a kind! Not only was he ALWAYS there for me -- he was truly loved by all who knew him. From the time I was born, he was in the delivery area waiting for me. So glad I was a girl, he could then go on this trip to Europe and not have to wait for the Bris.
I can't remember a family occasion without him there. After losing my father at age 14, Uncle Kenny stepped in along with my Pop and became a wonderful father figure. He was someone that I truly looked up too. He was funny, warm and had a teasing personality. At age 5, Uncle Kenny told me that John Travolta was his great friend from Boston University and that he was going to bring him to Thanksgiving. EVERY Thanksgiving I would get all dolled up and ready to meet John and of course, he wouldn't be there. Finally at age 16 I gave up :)
Birthdays, Bat Mitzvahs, weddings, etc. we were always together. There wasn't an occasion that was spent apart. Even if it was just getting together for dinner or a Heat game we loved being together. I will miss our phone calls of reminiscing over Mimi and Pop and the "good ole days".
The last text I received from Kenny was just before this last Passover. It said "Can't wait to hug my special girl" -- I wish I could give him one more hug. He was my "special" uncle and I will always LOVE him and keep his memory alive.
So very sad to hear of Kenny's demise. We have been friends since we were small living in Hewlett. He, Rodger and I spent countless hours together, playing baseball, football, fighting and having sleep over dates. He encouraged me, almost forced me to go to Camp Keeyumah which I did and loved every minute of it. Sorry I was not closer to him these past years. RIP my longtime friend. So sorry to see you go.
Stu Schwartz
