Kev was very close with his younger brother Kenan, Kenny everybody called him.  Kenny passed away at age 12.  On a family trip to the river he hit his head on a slide and drowned.  They searched and searched for him, divers recovered his body later.  The unbearably somber ride home, hearts dropping away into oblivion as they pulled into the driveway without him, it settling in he would never again return home.  Those of you reading this that have lost a child or kid sibling know the heart wrenching despair that no words can give meaning.  When I turned 13 my mom felt grateful I made it to that milestone Kenny never made it to.