After a prolonged struggle with its pronunciation, the BIKING VIKING has succumbed to urothelial carcinoma at the ripe old age of 10000012. (65 in the tyrannical decimal system.)

In his quantum Valhalla afterlife he is simultaneously:

1. A schoolboy playing boys-chase-the-girls and sometimes (excitingly!) girls-chase-the-boys in 1950s Brockville;

2. The 1960s Prince of the Rideau; fishing for bass in splendid isolation near Merrickville before other cottagers infested the river;

3. Mercilessly teasing the beloved three ugly sisters at every opportunity. Here is one last posthumous tease!

4. A Bell Bruin, Lynwood RFC, Ottawa, Eastern Ontario, and Province of Quebec rugby player; but with far fewer knockouts,
concussions and injuries, and with many more out-of-body experiences – and parties!

5. An (out-of-body) econometric and web software coder at the Bank of Canada, fighting tenaciously to preserve the value of Canadian money;

6. The happy family man; living, loving and laughing with Anne and the boyz at home at Poets Corners.

Ken is survived by his mother, Mary Ann Kingsbury; his sons, Graham and Clark Kingsbury; his sisters, Kathy Dillon, Laura Kingsbury and Vicky Smith; and a host of nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his wife, Anne Gillespie, and his father, Warren Kingsbury.

Ken will be interred at a private family ceremony; celebration of life (party!) to be announced.