I first had honor of meeting Ken in the 90s. I worked until after midnight at the Mohegan Sun, I drove straight to New Haven, took the train to Penn Station, took connecting train to Bills-Jets game. After traveling all night, I make it to Kenny’s party, and I introduce myself. “Hello Ken, it is an honor to meet you”. “Who are you here with?” “It’s just me”. “Welcome Home” Ken is so welcoming, generous, humble, and pretty awesome. Ken is a Bills Mafia treasure, and he is an NFL treasure.