I KNEW THIS MAN FOR YEARS. I WAS MADLY IN LOVE WITH HIS BROTHER  JIMMY WHO DIED AT AGE 14. I FIRST MET HIM AT THE FORUM BINGO HALL ON WINDSOR STREET IN 1969.
NEVER FORGOT JIMMY. HE WAS AS CUTE AS KENNY .
RIP IS PEACE KENNY, YOU ARE WITH JIMMY NOW


JULIE

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Kenny was an extraordinary man with a huge heart and he was a truly amazing person and I could sit here all day listing off the things that made him special but I think everybody here today knows that already and likely has their own list so I'll spare you all and leave on this note.

If you knew Ken I'm sure something on this list will stand out to you. He had tons of things he loved so I'm going to list a few for the sake of remembering him on this day dedicated to his memory. Kenny loved; donairs, playing crib, playing pool, ring toss, can't forget his famous K cars, his favourite drink of choice-Alexander Keith's beer and of course the most important and certainly last but not least; his family. His two daughters, Samantha and Margaret, his granddaughter Arabella, and of course his beloved wife Liz Power.

With anything in life, something is only truly gone if you forget about it and this man made such an impression during his time on this planet that there's no chance of that ever happening, so Uncle Kenny, you may be gone-for now-but you'll certainly never be forgotten.

We all love you and miss you and we'll catch you on the flip side. Rest easy Ken.
Thank you all again for all of the support and for being here today to say a final farewell to a man larger then life itself, Ken Power.

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Over the past year of Ken's battle with cancer he was in and out of the hospital on a regular basis. I had some time to visit him at the hospital, as well as home, to be there for support, spend some time with him and just simply keep him company. I remember visiting him at the hospital one night and we were playing crib together, and I asked him how he was feeling? He leaned forward slowly so his eyes could see me over his glasses, and he said "I'm in pain what do you think? Don't ask me silly questions like that again now count your cards". I guess that was his way of telling me not to worry about him and to stay focused on what's in front of me.

Through all of my talks with him I had the pleasure of sitting down with him alone at the house one night and asked him if he'd done everything in life that he wanted to, accomplished all the things he wanted, and seen all the places he wanted to see and he wasted no time jumping in to answer that one. He told me he's travelled everywhere he really wanted to go and done everything he really wanted but the one thing he said he would regret was not being able the girls get married. I wish he could have been here to see that day but I did promise I would take care of it for him, and there's no doubt that when that time comes he'll be looking down to make sure I followed through with my promise.

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When he finally had his first daughter he became a bit of a softy as he was always worried about Samantha "getting hurt" or whether a room or house was safe enough for her. He definitely was not nearly as rough and tumble with her as he was with me. So I took it upon myself to be the "rough one with her" so that she was groomed appropriately to Kenny's standards. This didn't always go over so well with the adults.  Once I even thought I was helping her find the best hiding spot in the house when I got her to hide in the closet and nobody could find her for a good little while. I told her she'd be great at the game and I was right, she ended up being one of the best.  For the life of me I could never figure out why they always kept saying I was "acting jealous", I mean I was just making sure she was up to code.
Eventually Kenny's second daughter, Margaret, was born and she couldn't have come soon enough. For some reason, I took to her instantly as she did me and suddenly I had an ally in this battle for Kenny's attention.

Now in all seriousness, there was no competition because Kenny treated me no differently than his own children. He taught me like he did them, he spent time with me like he did the girls, he disciplined me the same and of course loved me the same as he did the girls, so as far as I could see or feel, I didn't have any reason to feel the need to compete for Kenny's attention. He made sure I always knew he was there for me and knew "I was the son he never had".


Jamie's Eulogy:

Hello all. I'd like to start by thanking each and everyone of you for being here today to show your support to the Power family through this very difficult time of grief. There’s truly no word to describe the love and support here in this building today, so thank you, all.

Too often we find ourselves dwelling on the fact that we lost a loved one instead of remembering them, celebrating their life, and cherishing fond memories we have of them.  Today, that's exactly what we're going to do.  Celebrate the life of a truly amazing man, father and husband, Ken Frederick Power.

I'm sure by now most of you are wondering who the heck I am, and rightfully so, Ken knew a lot of people so I could be anyone of the million people he touched throughout his life standing up here right now. But I'm not. I'm his son, Jamie, and if you ever asked him who I was, that's exactly what he'd tell you.  Now I know what you're all thinking, something doesn't seem to add up here, but I can assure you all, that I just got a lot more sun then he did this summer, and normally-he's the darker one!!

Also, I felt bad for those of you who decided to point out the obvious to Ken when he'd say this, because it was generally followed by an hour-long lecture on how it was possible and what dictated it. In my head the whole time I'd be thinking, "oh you poor soul, you have no idea what you just got yourself into" but they did it to themselves every time.

On a more serious note, Kenny was actually my uncle but he was more then just an uncle to me. Yes, he may have married my mom's sister but that didn't mean he was obligated to take me under his wing and show me the way that was just who he was and what he did. He was always a SELFLESS PERSON, and always doing for friends or family and helping others.


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When we received the news back 20 years ago that Kenny had Non Hodgkin’s Lymphoma the girls were still at a young age 5 and 10. I remember Samantha asking very plainly if her dad was going to die and I said no and he fought for over 20 years to make that true.
He loved having his family and friends around and could talk about pretty much anything unless it had to do with “celebrity stuff” which is where I came in.
Kenny had the gift of gab and he would always tell you what was on his mind, often without a filter.
When Kenny had one of his relapses with lymphoma back in 2010 we decided right then and there that we were going to take a trip every year afterwards because you never know what is around the bend. We went to Vegas, Jamaica, Cuba, and the Caribbean and most recently on a European cruise with our good friends and travelling partners Annette and Gary. We only missed going on a big trip this year as he spent the better part of it either in hospital or recovering from treatment.
Kenny took great pride in looking after his house and his family. He would be quick to lend a hand to anyone who needed it.
He wore many “hats” around our house including ”pool boy” as he maintained our pool in the summer while drinking his bottle of Keith’s beer as reward.
Just one final mention goes out to my nephew Jamie Williams who I know Kenny had a special place in his heart for as he thought of him as the son he never had.
A very special thank you to my best friend of more than 50 years, Annette McNeil-Smith who without her support this year I would not have been strong enough to endure all that I went through.  Also a thank you to my sister Kathy for being there whenever I needed her.
I would like to thank everyone for coming to this celebration of life for Kenny. I know he would have loved that you are all here.


Elizabeth’s Eulogy:
It all began for Kenny and I about 45 years ago in a movie theatre, at a midnight show, on Gottingen St. (which my best friend Annette can attest to). And please don't do the math.
We dated for a long time (we were very young then) and after a short engagement we got married and had 2 beautiful girls who he would do anything for. He never mastered the art of saying 'NO' to either one of them and for a man who grew up with a houseful of brothers he adapted quite well to bringing up 2 girls.
I remember when our oldest daughter, Samantha was born he was so excited at being a father his blood pressure rose high enough to go see a doctor and while at the doctors office he lost his wallet and had to call to cancel his credit cards. It seemed like it was harder on him than me, having a baby.
He was a little more experienced with being a father when our second daughter Margaret was born 6 years later. 
He was  “hands on” raising both his daughters. When I went back to work after my maternity leave he stayed home with each of them for the first year while still working nights driving taxi. He was often referred to as “Mr. Mom” at my workplace when he dropped in to see me while loaded down with baby and diaper bag and stroller. 
We were blessed more recently with another girl to our family. A beautiful granddaughter, Arabella (now 2 and half) who loved her “Grampie” as much as he loved her. She and her dad came to live with us just over a year ago so we got to see her all the time. Kenny and Arabella often watched baseball together (and she really watched it) or read books or just spent time together being silly.
I think he was always meant to be a father as he had helped his mother raise his 7 brothers, then raised 2 daughters and helped raise a granddaughter.


My dad was a fighter
He was stubborn as a bull.
You couldn’t argue with him... because he was usually right. He just always knew something about everything.
He was always looking out for his “girls”. When I was young he was “Mr. Mom” - home taking care of me during the day. When I was older he was the Dad that refused to give me the phone when someone called and asked for “Sam” because no one named Sam lived there because Sam was a boys name and he didn’t have boys! When I was even older he was often driving my drunk self (and friends) home from the bars- the only payment he accepted from us was pizza! This man LOVED his pizza!
Then I bought my first house. He came to all the viewings and didn’t hold back at giving his HONEST opinion. Before I could even get settled in Dad was there making sure my deck was sturdy, my lights were energy efficient and that my house was sealed tight so as not to waste heat! 
My father had a different sense of humour. He didn’t always laugh at things everyone else found funny. Sometimes he’d crack a smirk, which he tried to hide under his long moustache. When he laughed though, you just had to laugh with him even if you were simultaneously rolling your eyes. 
He was the type of person who might put on a tough front, but who would drop everything to help his family.
Thanks to my father, I learned:
Not to take life too seriously (it’s ok to act like a child sometimes)
That you should ALWAYS dance like no one is watching
That you should be friendly to everyone around you
That hard work pays off
That the best meals don’t follow a recipe
That Alexander Keith’s is a household staple
That love isn’t always expressed by saying “I love you”, but by our actions towards others
That it’s ok to be unique in a world where people are afraid to be themselves
That it’s important to read ALL the flyers to get the best deals on your groceries
Not to waste money, especially if you can get something for free!
I could go on forever,

Stephen's Eulogy

What to say about Brother Kenny

What a Great Brother, way back he taught me how to get free apples and pears from other peoples yard.  That’s what happened to me!! I’ll never forget going to the fair in Dartmouth with $1.50 - $2.00.  I get there, get robbed, start walking home over the bridge (I mentioned getting robbed). No Bus. Ken was coming back to Halifax stopped on the bridge and said I thought you were going to the fair, I said I got robbed, He pulled a U-turn on the McDonald Bridge, said get in and took his 10 year old brother back to the fair and took him on the rides.

Like I said at first, what to say about Brother Kenny.


Paul's Eulogy
Some people know him as Kenny Power, some people know him as Kenny Shanks. I know him as brother

Kenny was a father figure and protector to me and my brothers for as long as I can remember. He was our mentor and our rock. I always knew he loved me. He didn't always say it but he always showed it.
His love was unconditional.

I will always cherish my memories of Kenny...
	As a child sitting with me singing Christmas carols...
	as a teenager taking me to concerts, movies, including me on his bowling team and many weekends taking me to his home in Prospect. He made me feel special when I didn't always feel special.

Family was always important to Kenny. When Liz and Kenny got married and moved to their own home, Kenny always made a point of dropping by the house to visit with our mom and check on me and my brothers.
When Steve and I moved to Toronto, Kenny would bring his family to visit often and when I would come home for a visit he would always show me a time. He would often host pool parties and BBQs for the family. He was truly the glue that held us together.

As most of you know, Kenny has been battling cancer for over 20 years. He never whined.. never said “why me?” instead he fought and fought and fought.
I was home last week and in spite of the extreme pain he was experiencing, he told me he was going to see his doctor and tell him to “fix me up”. He fought to the bitter end.

I'm so grateful for the time we spent together last week. We said everything we need to say to each other. I know my brother loved me. He told me and I love him with all my heart. 

He is my hero, my mentor my father figure, my Brother

I love you brother 


My Eulogy to Ken:

I met Kenny about 35 years ago and for the first 6 months he called me by the wrong name.  The remaining 34 and a half years went a lot better.  From drinking a magnum of cold duck and trying to race each other over 2 kilometers to eating pizza in Napoli and everything in between.  We didn’t always see eye to eye on certain subjects but what friends do.  But we did agree on the important things like family, enjoying life and that Stella is better than Keith’s, well Ok we didn’t agree on that one.

Kenny was always willing to lend a hand whenever needed.  I remember 2 winters ago we got hit with a large snowstorm which left my driveway with about 5 feet deep of snow.  My plow guy couldn’t move the snow so I called Kenny to see if I could use his snow blower.  He had just spent about 4 hours doing his driveway and didn’t hesitate to say I‘ll help you.   Although he did say, bring your SUV so we can bring the snow blower down to my house.  I said if I could get my car out I wouldn’t need the snow blower.  We both laughed at that.  So we drove the snow blower down to my place, placed cans of beer strategically in the driveway as rewards and proceeded to clear the snow and get drunk at the same time.  Best snow storm ever.

It is amazing when I look back over the past 35 years as to how intertwined he and I were.  We raised our families together, attended many events, travelled, and shared special occasions from our children’s baptisms to their graduations. 

Ken, I will miss you.   Later Man 


Our deepest of sympathy and sorrow to Liz and family. I will always remember Kenny as a kind, goodhearted person and a good friend from a long time ago. You will be missed very much.

Doug Meade

I grew up with Kenny and his brothers we had a lot of fun back in the day and when I saw him again a year or two ago he just looked the same. my thoughts and prayer's go out to helen and the rest of the family. ken will be missed

Liz, I'm so sorry for your loss. My thoughts are with you and your family.

I have a great regard for Ken. He was someone that I could count on for advise about life, family, gardening, cooking and just about anything. My Favourite memories include, camp fires, pool parties, shed parties, homemade bread, "who dat", dancing around the Christmas tree, the big snow (plowed our driveway crazy bugger!), fixing the lawnmower and so much more. It was hard not to smile around him. His quirky way about him, made him one of a kind! He will be missed greatly. My deepest sympathy goes out to Liz and Family.

Elizabeth and family. Kenny left an impact on so many, for me my first thought is his helpful advice, one was his famous chili tip.  I am thankful he shared.  I have and will continue to pass it on.  It was obvious how he loved his family and loved caring for all of you. 
At this time there are no words which can ease your grief. Praying for peace to comfort you in the days ahead.

it was a pleasure to know him' he always made me laugh' my heart goes out to you and your family in this time of sorrow.

In 2004 I moved next door to a guy who would become one of my best friends. I am so grateful for the time I got to spend with this one of a kind amazing man and his awesome family and friends. Kenny would always yell a few things over at me ... "Who dat?" "What up?" "I'm still here!"
You will be missed so very much bud but you will always be here!

so sorry for your loss hewas a very nice man  sending hugs n prayers to u n your family

Elizabeth & Family. Please accept my deepest condolences for the loss of Kenny, a beloved husband & father & friend to many. I remember reminiscing with him about our Oxford School days & also running into him at Sears, out looking for that deal. I hope that your many happy memories will in time help ease the sadness.

We, the Management and Staff at Canadian Tire Tantallon, are very saddened to hear of the loss of Kenny. Our hearts go out to you and your family at this very difficult time. We will certainly miss his friendly face around here.

My heart go to you all sending love big hugs and Kenny was a amazing man he WILL be missed BUT NEVER NEVER FORGOTTEN love Dorothy{ Surette} Painting

So sorry for the great loss of a loved man. My thoughts are with you. Hugs

Liz, I know only too well what you and the girls are going through and I am so sorry for your loss. My heart goes out to you for the journey that lays ahead. I hope you can find peace with the shared memories you and the girls have. I'm sorry but I can not face another celebration of life just yet but know I will be thinking of all of you.

Our deepest sympathies to you Liz and your girls, and the rest of the family. Kenny was such a good guy at heart and we loved him.  He fought a very very courageous battle. His strength will always inspire us. Always!! May he rest easy now and may you find some consolation knowing he is at peace. Hugs and love to you all.

Elizabeth and family.  Sending our love to you guys through this sad time. Kenny was always so full of life.  He will be missed.

Our heartfelt sympathy and prayers to Kenny's family.  You have all been an inspiration through this difficult journey.  We wish you strength, peace and love now and always.  Kenny's incredible spirit will be remembered.

Dave and I are thinking of you all.  We are so sorry for your loss.

Sam, please accept my sincere condolences on the passing of your Dad. I never had the opportunity to meet him, but Brandon spoke highly of him. Hugs and God Bless.

Sam and family...so very, very sorry for your loss.  Keeping you all in my thoughts.

Elizabeth and family my condolences for you and you family,Kathy Dykeman( Casey)

Kenny was always so full of life, I cannot find words to express my sympathy. My heart hurts for all family and friends. I am so sorry for the battle he had to fight and for your loss. My thoughts and prayers are with you.

AVIS DE DÉCÈS

Kenneth "Kenny" Power

8 mai 1957 – 17 décembre 2017

Cruikshank's Halifax Funeral Home

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