By Frederick R. Bedell, Jr.
I have just read in the TimesLedger, with much sadness, about the passing of Kenneth Kowald. I have found him to be a most prolific writer and most interesting to read. He drew on his experiences and put them into his column based on his knowledge and his special interests.
I had written a poem called “Dreams of Queens,” which was published in August 2014. Kenneth Kowald had read it and posted his comments online. He said, “Kenneth Kowald from ‘I Sit and Look Out’ says: Mr. Bedell: Thank you! Your memories are beautifully set forth and will be much appreciated, I feel sure, by many. We are deeply indebted to you.”
Those were most kind words from a man who had many interests and yet found the time to thank me for this poem about Queens. In the same post I had said: “Thank you, Kenneth, for your kind words and I hope, like yourself, that many read what I had to say about Queens.”
Somebody a long time ago said to me that we never think or thank anyone for the good things they have done in life until they have passed on. Now that is a real shame if you ask me. But I’m guilty of that myself.
Kenneth Kowald was the personification of good writing who drew from his experiences in life and gave his heart and soul to his craft. Now that in my opinion is the true measure of a good writer.
My heartfelt prayers go out to his family, friends and all at TimesLedger who knew and loved him. Kenneth Kowald, may you rest in peace. I’m sorry I didn’t know you better.
Frederick R. Bedell Jr.
Glen Oaks Village
