Birth date: Jul 16, 1934 Death date: Dec 31, 2022
Kenneth Ralph Oliver came to us on July 16, 1934, and went home on December 31, 2022. Ken (AKA Ralphie) was welcomed into Heaven by his loving wife of 49 years, Carol G. Oliver. He came from a long line of Gloucester fishermen a Read Obituary
Kali lit a candle in memory of Kenneth Oliver
Love you Poppie, rest easy 🕊️️💛
I have the best memory of dad. Kali and I went to spend the night before leaving ona trip. I was sleeping in Russell’s room and couldn’t sleep. I went out about 4 am to lay on a chair by the pool. And remember and soon here came pops. Can I sit with you. He took ahold of my hand. I said was looking at all the pictures and memories of Ollie. In the house. Such a good looking strong man. I told him. That what I believe he looks like now. Back to that. He patted my hand and said I do to dear. So I just wanted to say I believe Dad is up there in the prime of his life strong healthy and happy. With Russ and Mom fighting over who got to greet him first. I Love you all. 💕🥰
I've been blessed for have the opportunity to met you, and to share happy and wonderful moments with you and your beautiful family. Thank you for allow me to enter to your home. Your departure felt like lossing a father for the second time. I'm going to miss you telling me "You're the man", and not having the chance of a revenge at playing cards, I never was able to beat you. It's hard to forget someone who gave me so much to remember.
Kali and Kenda, please accept my most sincere sympathy on the loss of your beloved Ralphie.
I have known the Oliver's for years. When I moved here in 2009 I was surprised I knew everyone one the street from a local pharmacy I worked at, it was nice being around people I knew. When I first moved in I had a break in a pop's was her with me. Then I started having bp problems and mom and pop's were there to help train myself to take my own bp. They were 2 or the sweetest people I knew. They would do anything for us and same from us. This family made us part of theirs Love Cindy and Butch Humphrey
I met Ken a little over 2 years ago when he came to live with Kali in our neighborhood.
Every time I was around ”Daddy”, his adopted Calico County name, he was always smiling and joking . Truly one of nicest people I ever met.
Everyone in our community who knew Daddy loved to be around him and we have some wonderful memories of him making the whole group laugh about something every time :-)
Occasionally Kali would ask me check on/spy on him, make sure he had taken his meds, make sure he had eaten lunch and sometimes get his inhaler and take it with me because she was a good daughter who wasn’t going to be outsmarted.
What Kali didn’t know, which will always be my favorite memory of my friend Ken, is after only a couple of these “I don’t trust him” spy missions he knew the deal so we established a routine … I knock, go in, Ken standing there holding the clipboard with a schedule of reminders that he would check off and initial as he did them.
I would look at it, we would chuckle, he would then hand me his inhaler, we chuckled again and I would ask … doing ok? all good … ya eat? I’m full … Daisy been out? twice .. that should satisfy her! hope so, see you next time and then we laughed as I walked out with the inhaler.
All that just because Kali came home one day and the number of clicks on Daddy’s inhaler was like 56 clicks higher than it was that morning. I feel so blessed to be a part of his amazing life. Kali & Kenda are living proof that he was a wonderful father.
Paul Mynatt
