As somewhat distant cousins, I first met Kent Jr. when we were both about 12 years old and were seated at the same table (along with all of his siblings) at the wedding of Bob and Margie Manthei. I still remember that occasion as a lot of fun, getting acquainted with all of the "Krive kids," and particularly because of the banter between us 12-year-olds.
After that, I only saw Kent a handful of times over the years at family reunions. I always enjoyed talking with him and seeing him with his daughter, Emma, when she was very young. The last time I saw him, several years ago at the Schindlers' Pine Knolls haven, our discussion included the topic of aliens--the outer-space kind!
I was very sorry to hear of his passing. RIP, Kent.