Italways amazes me to think of the changes that occurred duringtheir lifetimes: the dawn of the automobile age; flight in all its forms; women’s suffrage; social security; the Great Depression; World War II; and the list goes on.

Kenneth and Zita were common people who endured uncommon hardships and tragedies, though I suppose at the time they saw little choice but to persevere.  There wasnever an apparent sense of self-pity that I saw, but sometimes just watching Zita in her elder years I thought I could perceive a sense of sadness about her.  Perhaps that is from where my perception of ‘Eyeore’ came.

I like that Zita at age 92 wrote of still having dreams, such as going east, and that she thought one day she might.  Eyeore would never have done that.  I hope that my writings of Kenneth and Zita ring true for the readers who knew them and provide a fresh perspective on their lives.  I regret that many important friends, relatives, and events that probably should have been mentioned were not.  This was inadvertent on my part, and for that I apologize. I also regret any errors that may appear in this manuscript. The responsibility is soley mine.