Kenny was born October 17, 1952 in Metter, Georgia, and grew up in Statesboro, a nearby college town. His interest in motorcycles began in the late 1960s while in high school. For a number of years, he was a commercial/industrial painter scaling bridges, water towers, and the like. He became a master CNC operator and applied his skills as a precision machinist at a number of Fortune 500 manufacturing companies in Georgia, California, and Texas, winning awards for innovative ideas and cost-saving techniques. Simultaneously, he continued his love of rebuilding and repairing motorcycles. He worked at numerous Harley Davidson dealerships in Georgia, California, and Texas, together with several custom shops. Along the way, he mastered ancillary skills, including welding, the lathe, presses, virtually anything to be found in a shop, and even designed and machined a unique oil cooler. He was also very adept at repairing automotive engines. Around 1980, he took a road trip on his rigid frame from Georgia to Los Angeles, and he did it nonstop! I recall his towing behind his bike a breakdown from Phoenix to Los Angeles, as well as stopping on numerous occasions to help total strangers with their breakdowns on isolated highways. When he lived in California, I witnessed a garage full of motorcycle parts evolve into four road-ready motorcycles. At Sturgis 2000, at almost every turn, he bumped into someone that he knew. Kenny did a lot for a lot of people. He was different. He was unique. He was my brother. They don’t make ‘em like him anymore. He will be greatly missed. [Written and submitted by his sister, Sarah Kersey]