William Kenneth Powell "Kenny" age 86 years, of Menomonee Falls. Found his voice on Saturday, November 21, 2020. Beloved husband of Joanne (nee Rappl) for 64 years. Loving father of Linda (Jeff) Albrecht, Carol (Greg) Dittrich, Mary (Todd) Franklin and Diane (Kyle) Polster. Proud Papa of Stephanie (Michael) Korn, Andy Albrecht, Garrett Dittrich, Kelsey Dittrich, Jacob (Brittany) Franklin, Rebecca Franklin, Bryn Polster and Dylan Polster. Great Papa of Chase. Further survived by brothers, sisters, other relatives and friends. Private Services will be held with burial at St. Anthony Cemetery, Menomonee Falls.
The family would like to extend their gratitude to all the staff at Grace Commons in Menomonee Falls and the nurses and doctors at Froedtert Menomonee Falls for their loving care.
Simply known as Papa, he was a country boy through and through. Having been born and raised in Indiana, he was a very talented carpenter who enjoyed fishing and gardening. Every time he returned to his roots for family reunions, he found his southern drawl.
He had a green thumb and was always nurturing plants in the house or the garden, a passion of his that was passed on to his daughters. He was very handy at woodworking and left behind his porch swings that will forever hold a special place in each of our families’ hearts.
He enjoyed being with his grandchildren and watching us all grow up to the successful adults we are today. Tractor rides, tire swings, puzzles, fires in the back yard, bike rides, carving pumpkins, 4th of July fireworks, and countless fishing trips are just a few of the memories that we made with our Papa. I think he taught every one of us how to fish at some point!
He had a passion for sports and was always there to cheer on every grandkid at a baseball, basketball, soccer, or volleyball game. He was always our #1 fan. He also never missed a Sunday Packer game.
About 14 years ago, Papa had a series of strokes which took away his ability to speak. He tried so hard to find other ways to communicate – hand squeezes, his ability to continue saying “I
love you”. Although Papa and Nana had their challenges, their love for one another was always there. Nana gave so much of herself to make sure he was taken care of. The epitome of “in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, til death do us part.” We are so grateful for all the care she has given him over the years.
Papa, we know you are up in heaven with Abby, fishing pole in one hand and a brandy in the other, finding your voice once again. We love you.
