Kenneth Sherril Walker
December 27, 1930 – March 17, 2020
Kenneth Sherril Walker was born December twenty-seventh nineteen thirty to Ishmael and Elloene Haycock Walker in Union Utah. Ken passed away at the age of eighty-nine in his home in West Jordan Utah on Tuesday, March seventeenth two thousand twenty.
Ken was born during the great depression and the events that happened during this time would shape him into the man that he became. Times were tough, but his family stuck together and took care of each other. Kenneth often talked about how all they had to eat most days was milk and bread, he must have grown to like it though, because even as an adult his go-to breakfast was a bowl of cold milk and bread. Kenneth always had a story and a lesson to share. One of his favorite stories from this time was the one where he learned the tough way that it pays to get up early. He was always the last of his siblings to get up in the morning. This usually worked out for Ken, but one day he was the very last to get up and all of his other siblings had gotten ready for school and the only pair of shoes left was his sister's patten leather shoes that were two sizes too small for him. They were the only pair of shoes left so he had to wear them to school all day. After that Ken made sure that he was always the first one up and this life lesson eventually lead to the saying, “First up, best dressed”. As Ken grew older, he worked with his father as a framer and a stonemason and learned other skills that Ken would use for the rest of his life.
Shortly After graduating from school Ken married Alice and they had 3 children: Ronald, Pamela and Karyn. While Ken and Alice raised their children, Ken picked up a second job at the Kennecott Copper Mine driving train cars. In nineteen eighty-five Ken’s wife Alice tragically passed away. This was a tough time for Ken and his family. Ken eventually found love again and married Rita in nineteen eighty-eight and became the stepfather to Rita’s four daughters Ronda, Cari, Paula, and Cidney. After working at Kennecott for thirty-three years Ken finally retired but doing nothing in retirement was not an option for Ken. While Ken was retired, he still did work throughout the Salt Lake Valley as a stonemason. He also bought a farm in Myton, Utah and built a cabin on the land by himself. This became one of his favorite places to go and he spent tons of time there with his brothers Lynn and Jack, his friends Emryn and Archie as well as the rest of his family. The rest of Ken’s retirement was spent doing the things he loved like gardening (his grandkids never had to buy pumpkins on Halloween and Rita always had fresh off the vine tomatoes), taking care of his animals, fishing, camping, and passing down his knowledge and telling his stories to his grandchildren.
Ken was one of a kind. Family was paramount to Ken. He would do anything for anyone, he was the person everyone turned to when they needed a helping hand. It didn’t matter what you needed help with, Ken would give the shirt off his back to make sure his family didn’t go without. Ken will be missed dearly by his family. We will miss his stories, his jokes and the good times we had with him, but we are so grateful for the time that we were able to spend with him, for all the memories, and all the stories.
Ken is preceded in death by his parents Ishmael and Elloene, first wife Alice, wife Rita, two brothers Lynn and Le Roy, and four sisters Faye, Inez, Mildred, and Alice. He is survived by his daughters Ronda, Cari, Paula, Cidney, Pam and Karyn, son Ronald, Brother Jack, sisters Rosemary and Judy, seventeen grandkids and eleven great grandkids.
Funeral services will be held Wednesday, April 1st, 2020, at Mountain View Memorial Cemetery, 3115 Bengal Blvd, Cottonwood Heights, UT 84121. Due to current gathering restrictions to minimize illness exposure services will be a private family graveside service.
- Graveside Service Wednesday, April 1, 2020
Kenneth Sherril Walker
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March 31, 2020
My brother Jake, grandpa Ken and I ❤️
March 29, 2020
‘Well, there’s a story about that” Those were grandpa‘s famous words among many others. He was always happy to share his knowledge whether it was about farming, the best way to plant tomatoes ,or how duct tape was mans best friend . He was a man that lived a full life that is for sure . Once when I was a Cub Scout leader I asked grandpa if he would come and show the boys the proper way to handle a knife take care of it and sharpen it. He got so giddy over being able to share his knowledge with the boys. They learned so much from him. I miss my grandpappy and love him so much. So many things about him I will always remember, his love and how he was so frugal with many things. I love your grandpappy until we meet again xoxo
March 29, 2020
Hi grandpa.. 💕😭 I love and miss you so much. I have so many fond memories of us. How can I recall all of them? You made my childhood so much fun! From riding horses, chasing chickens, building forts (like actual forts with wood walls and everything lol), rummaging through your garages, to picking vegetables up in the garden. I spent my entire childhood at Nonna and grandpas house. Thank you! Till we meet again 💋
March 28, 2020
Hey uncle Kenneth this is Teresa and I miss you so much 😭💔💔💔💔. Thanks for all tomatoes that I have put up. I loved coming over and seeing you and Rita. My dad Jack misses you too and he is lost without you. You were his best friend ❤️❤️. For 35 yrs he has been coming over to see you and have a cup of coffee and more. I know you are missed so. You have helped me with things and I love you so for doing that 😘. I miss you so much and now you are with your brother's and sister's mom and dad Alice and Rita. I know I will see you again someday. With all my love your niece Teresa.
March 26, 2020
One of my most fondest memories was Ken and I building a deck off the back of the house. I went into the house to get us something to drink. I came out and walked on a board that was down but not secured ...just like the cartoons, I stepped on the edge and the the other end popped up and I flew forward and all the nails and tools went flying also. As I rolled over and Ken asked if I was ok, I looked down and a big nail had gone straight into my thigh . I looked at Ken and said ahh “I don’t think so I have a nail in my thigh “ He started to freak out and say “”pull it out”. No! Don’t “ “oh. My gosh !!” He was turning white.. I got up, went inside , pulled it out, cleaned it put med on it and s bandage. And we went on building the deck .. I loved learning from him and asking how to do things. His favorite statement was “now let me tell you , there’s a method to that” what ever “that “ was ! I will miss you teaching me . Love you Ronda