In Memory and Honor of My Brother, Kenneth Keith Roussel III
This website and all of it's content is to honor the memory of my brother, Kenneth Keith Roussel III. He passed on from this life on September 27th, 2011 from varied cancers throughout his body. He had no warning signs, no symptoms until he suffered a stroke while on the phone to my mother. Hyperplasia spread the cancer quickly, and within 90 days my brother was taken from this life.
My brother used to tell me, "Angela, you're braver than you know, stronger than you realize and much smarter than you give yourself credit for." I included that in the eulogy that I read for my brother's memorial service. My brother danced on the border between genius and madness. In the few, short visits I had with him prior to his death, I learned much. I also learned that he inspired people. In fact he inspired an entire church to expand it's prison ministry.
I believe, that no matter the crime you committed, dying alone in a cold, dark, prison cell is unacceptable. I also believe that not having access to the religion you choose to practice is also unacceptable. Both of these things that my brother encountered and fought through in his final days, are things I believe, that with help I can make right, or at the very least improve upon. So, feel free, to explore, read and understand the forces that drive me to embark upon this path in my life, as well as to donate to the cause so that organizations that run prison ministries, no matter what the faith, can continue.
My brother used to tell me, "Angela, you're braver than you know, stronger than you realize and much smarter than you give yourself credit for." I included that in the eulogy that I read for my brother's memorial service. My brother danced on the border between genius and madness. In the few, short visits I had with him prior to his death, I learned much. I also learned that he inspired people. In fact he inspired an entire church to expand it's prison ministry.
I believe, that no matter the crime you committed, dying alone in a cold, dark, prison cell is unacceptable. I also believe that not having access to the religion you choose to practice is also unacceptable. Both of these things that my brother encountered and fought through in his final days, are things I believe, that with help I can make right, or at the very least improve upon. So, feel free, to explore, read and understand the forces that drive me to embark upon this path in my life, as well as to donate to the cause so that organizations that run prison ministries, no matter what the faith, can continue.