Kenneth Arthur Hunt
Countless people, many of them strangers, will wonder where he went, the man with the kind blue eyes who ushered them to safety, took time to listen to their stories of heartbreak and loss, gave them cigarettes, socks, a sandwich, bought them a bus ticket, sat with them for hours on the beach providing consolation and support, joking and cheering people up, telling someone they had a beautiful smile or patting their dog. The outreach workers and police officers will wonder also, he often consulted with them or called them to notify them of a young girl on the streets, a homeless person who was in trouble, or of a dealer who was doing transactions in front of the grocery store where shoppers were exiting with their children. The Mental Wellness center, the place he volunteered before COVID shut it down, will feel his absence, that nice guy who fought his own demons sharing whatever he had with the less fortunate. He may have been anonymous but his care and concern for others was not – although he would never say so, his kindness made a difference in so many lives he touched, especially the most vulnerable. He is much beloved by his family and friends. He will be terribly missed.