How I hate April 25th!
I know today new babies will be born, others will celebrate their birthdays, and there will be other good news. April 25th just arrives abruptly every year to remind that Ken died on this day – now four years ago.
Grief is often so very solitary…
I think of Ken so often, and I am researching a book about him.
Among his former colleagues in New York City, I’ve already had correspondence about Ken with iconic designer Milton Glaser and former NYT art director (for 33 years!) Steve Heller. Both told me they didn’t have much to say, except that they were big fans of Ken’s work.
I am looking forward to meeting, in The Netherlands, his friends and colleagues from the several decades he spent in Holland until his death. Here is a little snippet of a note Ken’s friend Ton sent me a few years ago:
Ken Rinciari passed away on Sunday the 25th of April 2010, his cremation was on the 29th at the crematorium of Driehuizen-Westerveld in The Netherlands. Ken was suffering from cancer that he pretty much kept to himself. He would not talk about it but his good friend Dawn Bremner from Alkmaar took great care of him. She deserves a lot of credit for that.