Kevin Bret McKee

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• May 14, 2020

  Dad I was only 4 years old when you married Mom, yet you raised me like I was your son. You taught me how to be kind and generous. You were a great husband to my Mom. You taught me how to play sports and you came to every game. I'll never forget all the good times we had playing backyard basketball. What an honor it was when you coached my baseball team. I wish we had more time but I cherish all of the good memories.
  
  
• June 02, 2020

  It’s hard to put words to the loss that comes with hearing of Kevin’s passing. Kevin had an expansive and welcoming spirit. It was his nature to share the beauty and bounty of his life with friends. Once, he invited us to dinner at his and Monica’s home, a simple but exquisite meal of chicken, rustic bread, and wine. He insisted on sending an extra jar of homemade sauce home with us. Another time, he invited us over just to see his dahlias at the peak of their blooming. They were beautiful. We invited Kevin and Monica to join us at the Grecian Festival in Wheeling one summer, and in return, Kevin introduced us to his favorite bakery and specialty food shop in the city. He also encouraged us to try one of his favorite restaurants along Lake Erie. Kevin loved Monica beyond life. Early on in his illness, Kevin shared with us that he feared for the future, but not for himself. He didn’t want to leave Monica, and he didn’t want to hurt her by leaving. We will miss Kevin’s kindness and gentle way of being.
  
  
• May 27, 2020

  Kevin was a business associate starting 2004 that became a friend as well. As a client Kevin was instrumental in my career growth for which I will be forever grateful. Kevin always had my best interests in mind and I trusted him completely. He always made everything about me whether it would be best for him or not! The same was true as a hiring manager working with Kevin to surround myself with great talent. I saw Kevin's passion for his client shine thru while at the same time he helped me to make the best decision. I am glad I am at the end of my business career, I cannot imagine moving forward again without him to talk to! Kevin was a kind and thoughtful person that made it easy to connect with him. I had the pleasure to meet Monica along the way which only deepened the relationship with Kevin, what a wonderful couple to know! I will miss Kevin as he was one of the good guys I have met in my life. Take care, Kevin and God Bless you, Monica!
  
  
• May 26, 2020

  Kevin was respected as a knowledgeable and committed hiring partner of Delkor and he supported our needs over a great number of years. He was a top notch recruiter in the packaging equipment manufacturing industry and known for his integrity and wide circle of contacts. Candidates that were placed at our company had almost always known Kevin for an extended period of time. It was a pleasure to meet up with him at Pack Expo trade shows and on occasion to host Monica and him for dinner on the town. Our thoughts and prayers go out to Kevin's family members during this difficult time.
  
  
• May 23, 2020

  Kevin McKee meant and still means a great many things to me. I grew up on Alexander Rd. in Valley View, a hefty stone’s throw away from Kevin and Monica’s house on Indian Mound. My brother John and I played with Anthony quite regularly, so encounters with Kevin “back in the day” were frequent. Most encounters were quite good. I vividly remember his incredible stereo system on which he constantly played Genesis records. Abacab sticks out clearly in my mind, the opening keyboard gambit blasting away. In fact, upon learning of Kevin’s passing, I cranked up Abacab on my pathetic excuse for a sound system and shed many tears. One particular encounter with Kevin wasn’t exactly the best. John, Anthony and I were hanging in a ravine one sunny afternoon exploring our literary interests in a girly magazine. How Kevin knew we were there or what we were browsing, I’ll never quite figure out, but sure enough, up he rides on his yellow (or was it red?) 3-wheeler and busts us! UGH! A day or two later, Monica told me in my parents’ backyard to “Keep your magazines to yourself.” I believe that was the only time Monica ever scolded me, and I felt terrible because she was and still is one of the gentlest, kindest, most beautiful women I’ve ever known. To disappoint her was a devastating blow. Kevin was cool, and being married to Monica made him even cooler. Theirs was a love like no other, and I am so very thankful to have witnessed their romance as a young boy, an angsty teen, and an adventurous adult. Affection wasn’t so readily visible in my family, so to see these two so very much in love and openly express that love was revelatory. Kevin was a romantic, crafting exquisite meals, drinking delicious wine (Debonne Vineyards, I believe), dressing to the nines, and beautifying the landscape around the house with amazing flower gardens. He taught me another way to be a man in this world through his refined sensitivity. He also taught me to put pepper on my popcorn rather than salt and to drink Bass Ale rather than Busch. He may also have put me to sleep a few times with his countless photos of sunsets that he proudly showed me during my visits. Once I moved to Kent to begin my 13 year escapade as a student, I saw Kevin and Monica less frequently. When I did come home, however, a stop at their house was always in order. I felt different visiting them. I felt understood and respected. While working toward my Ph.D., Kevin began referring to me as The Doctor, which always brought a smile to my face. That was the thing with Kevin, he knew how to make you feel good, and that quality spoke to his tremendous generosity. In fact, if I had to identify Kevin with one particular trait, it would be with Generosity, capital G! As life has it, I unfortunately didn’t see much of Kevin over the past twenty years. He didn’t travel to Cleveland much, and I traveled often and lived elsewhere but rarely found myself in the vicinity of Beallsville. Thankfully, I was able to visit Kevin and Monica on their gorgeous property, once simply known as “The Land,” and with me was my bride-to-be, Carly. We enjoyed a splendid time together, walking the property, chatting away (especially Monica!), and yes, catching the sunset before indulging in what would be a last supper with this fine man. Kevin prepared sesame seasoned Ahi tuna with a pomegranate and fennel salad accompanied, no doubt, with a fine wine. To use one of his favorite phrases, “There you go!” Thank you, Kevin, for all you have shared! Although you will be missed, I’m confident we will meet again. As you also liked to say, “Have a good one” and “Enjoy your day!”