"Love, we think about it, sing about it, lose sleep worrying about it. When we don't have it, we search for it, when we discover it, we don't know what to do with it; when we have it, we fear losing it. It is a constant source of pleasure and pain. It takes on many shapes and disguises; we love our parents, our brothers and sisters, our friends and companions. Love is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define and impossible to live without." NJH
Kip is survived by his sons, Gregory (Natalie) and Bradley Kincaid. His beloved grandchildren, Ryder and Remington Kincaid. His long love Sandy Dunn and her two children Mike and Tom.
Kip would have wanted each of us to head to your favorite watering hole, tip glass to him, enjoy a good cigar and share the millions of stories of how he touched each and everyone of us.
"Love, we think about it, sing about it, lose sleep worrying about it. When we don't have it, we search for it, when we discover it, we don't know what to do with it; when we have it, we fear losing it. It is a constant source of pleasure and pain. It takes on many shapes and disguises; we love our parents, our brothers and sisters, our friends and companions. Love is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define and impossible to live without." NJH
Kip is survived by his sons, Gregory (Natalie) and Bradley Kincaid. His beloved grandchildren, Ryder and Remington Kincaid. His long love Sandy Dunn and her two children Mike and Tom.
Kip would have wanted each of us to head to your favorite watering hole, tip glass to him, enjoy a good cigar and share the millions of stories of how he touched each and everyone of us.
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