From a grand-niece…

Though he was technically our great-uncle, to me and my four sisters, Ken Fisher was Uncle Ken.

I remember learning when I was a young girl that we had a distant relative who owned horses. Upon learning this, we were eager to meet this relative, and even more eager to see if we could ride his horses. 🙂

My memory of those horse rides have faded, but my memories of Uncle Ken have left a much more lasting impression. We shared a common love for music and the piano. His enthusiasm for music was infectious, so much so that I always promised myself I would redouble my practicing efforts after seeing him.

The last time I saw Uncle Ken was at my wedding. I hadn’t seen him in nearly a decade. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a gentleman I didn’t immediately recognize simply tearing it up on the dance floor. That guy had some serious moves! We had a lovely dance together where he offered heartfelt congratulations on our marriage. It was so wonderful to see him again, and it was a moment I’ll never forget.

Uncle Ken was a remarkably generous individual with a zest for life and a unique way of uplifting everybody who surrounded him. He enriched our lives. He will be missed.

Nancy, Rob, and the rest of the family: my thoughts and prayers are with you as you mourn your loss and celebrate Ken’s life. Please accept my sincere condolences.

Sincerely, Mackenzie Solaro (Steele)

One thought on “From a grand-niece…

  1. robfisher

    Hello Mackenzie,

    Thank you for your wonderful post and memory and bringing in the horses to Dad’s memorial. He did love them and they were a big part of life even if he just usually petted them and talked to them.

    Hope to see you soon at the next family reunion.

    Your Cousin,


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