Kenneth A. Gibbons

kenneth gibbons

November 7, 1942 ~ November 2, 2023

Born in: Brooklyn, NY
Resided in: Miller Place, NY

Kenneth A. Gibbons
Born November 7, 1942 died November 2, 2023. Born and raised in Brooklyn, NY by Kenneth A. and Carolyn Gibbons. Beloved husband of Carol Durkin, the greatest father to Mary C. Rosati ( Christopher) and Brian F. Gibbons ( Ellen). Devoted grandfather to Shannon, Christopher, Brian,Mia and Maeve. The eldest of five brothers, Brian Francis ( pre-deceased), Gregory, (Carolyn), Peter ( Adele), and Daniel ( Yvonne). Uncle to Cara, Krysta, Gregory, Meagan, Kelly, Emily, Matthew, and Danny. Brother in law to Janice ( Kim) Susan and Karen.

Ken was a graduate of Fordham University and spent his career teaching English at Ward Melville High School for more than 30 years. He was an amazing man who loved his family more than anything in the world. He was an intellect, a scholar, a man with a great sense of humor and sarcasm, that many were a recipient of , witty, a master gardener, a sports enthusiast, most recently, watching The English Premier & Champions leagues, a wine and art connoisseur, master editor of his children’s and grandchildren’s academic pursuits, European traveler and exceptional tour guide (unpaid). He loved operas and classical music, an enthusiastic diner especially at his favorite restaurant Orto, bird watcher and lover of reading. His favorite places to be were any field his grandchildren were playing a sport, traveling to Venice & Siena, Italy and tending to his gardens. Hater of the phrase “no problem” 😉
He will be sorely missed .

In lieu of flowers please consider a donation to the Smile Train


Visitation: November 6, 2023 2:00 pm - 4:00 pm

Branch Funeral Home of Miller Place
551 Route 25A

Second Visitation: November 6, 2023 7:00 pm - 9:00 pm

Branch Funeral Home of Miller Place
551 Route 25A

Service: November 6, 2023 8:00 pm

Branch Funeral Home of Miller Place
551 Route 25A

Private- Cremation:

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  1. My condolences on Ken’s passing. I am so grateful for the friendship he shared with my father, the constant phone calls and laughter. He will be so greatly missed.

  2. I am sending my condolences to Ken’s family and friends. Ken was always so friendly and uplifted everyone’s day in Ward Melville High School.

  3. I met Kenny as a member of the Powerhouse Gym in Miller Place. We were both “Romeos”[Retired Old Men Eating Out]. As retired high school English teachers, as well as Fordham alumni, we instantly bonded. As I recall, Kenny preferred conversation to exercise, and he regaled us with many a funny story. He always wore a big smile and usually a Fordham T shirt or hoodie. Unfortunately, Powerhouse closed about six years ago , and the members scattered to other gyms, so I completely lost touch with him.
    I regret not making an effort continue our friendship. Kenny was truly the epitome of a gentleman and a scholar!

  4. Ken you were the best trip planner and guide and made my first trip to Italy unforgettable. You spoke the language and deeply loved the country and people and nothing was missed as far as sightseeing. Many years later you made my trip to Venice even more memorable. We all laughed when I literally fell into the water taxi to take me to the airport! More importantly, you were the greatest partner to my best friend, Carol, your wife! Rest in peace Ken, you will be fondly remembered.

  5. I met Ken at Powerhouse Gym in Miller Place. For some reason Ken and I clicked. We had very little in common other than he was a teacher at Ward Mellevlle and I was a NYC Phys. Ed. teacher.
    We spoke several times a day
    The man made me laugh. I enjoyed hearing about his trips to Vienna, his enjoyment of wine and Orto and his love of Carol and his family especially his grandchildren.
    Ken was a special man and a wonderful person.
    I already miss him terribly. I pray he is at peace.

  6. Kenny you were a great friend from WMHS.
    I will always remember our time at Happy Hours and the Giants games.
    Rest in Peace dear friend!!!

  7. I had the privilege of knowing “Don Ken” as I called him, as someone I had the pleasure of working for, and as a great person in general. My condolences and prayers to his family and friends.

  8. I was so sorry to learn that Kenny had passed away. He was so good-natured- – a colleague in the WMHS English Department whom I always looked forward to seeing. His wonderful smile could not help but put a smile on my own face.

  9. Ken Gibbons was extraordinary in many ways: husband, father, grandfather, uncle, brother, teacher of English, impassioned world traveler, Italian language enthusiast, colleague and friend, and on and on. A man with a wonderful sense of humor, a very fair man, and a charitable fellow .who cared deeply about others.I am so sorry I did not attend his wake. He will be missed.

  10. Ken and I were kindred spirits. It was always a joy to see him at family functions and catch up over good food and drink – all the while talking about good food and drink, brewing, and winemaking. He was a vibrant soul and always lit up the room with his good vibes and positive energy. He will be sorely missed – my heart goes out right now to Carol and family.

  11. It is my honor and privilege to remember Ken Gibbons.

    I was a friend of Kenny when we went to Brooklyn Prep H.S. in the sixties. He was an excellent student and seemed to effortlessly get good grades. He loved basketball and played on our class team. One of his outstanding traits was his unique sense of humor coupled with his innocent appearance.

    Kenny gave me many, many laughs every day. He was deceptive in his playfulness. One time he and I were talking in the back of the classroom and our teacher suddenly asked “Who is talking?” Without any hesitation at all, Kenny said “Connolly, why were you talking?” Of course, Connolly vehemently denied it. The teacher said “Mr. Connolly I don’t want to hear another word.”

    Kenny was gifted with a talent for letting us try almost anything and not get into trouble. He had an open welcoming style and appeared serious so attention quickly shifted away from us. He would delight me with his semi-serious musings about other classmates. He was a great observer and would pluck an open-ended question out of thin air. One example is his question to me “Do you think that — (last name) eats tacos all weekend?” From then on, I kept watching the designated classmate to see if he was starting to wear baggy clothes.

    Another time, Kenny mused to me about a friend Jack from Flatbush who was never wrong. I had met Jack a few times and knew that he was ordinary and certainly not a genius. I protested mightily but Kenny just quietly kept repeating his statement. Finally I said that everyone is wrong now and then. Kenny smiled the whole time and finally mentioned Jack’s full name – Jack Wright.

    When we were at Fordham, Kenny became friendly with the basketball team. He noticed that they went home on weekends when there were no games. So he asked if he could use their meal cards and he piled up his plate with cafeteria food. He went to many of the home games and he perfected a technique which relied on his innocent face and long arms.

    Kenny would sit in the bleachers and look straight ahead at the game. But he had a target person. His target sat two rows in front of him. Whenever the crowd jumped up, Kenny would lean over and flick his fingers against the back of his target’s head. The guy would turn around and shout at the person sitting in the row behind him. Kenny calmly sat back and wondered aloud why people do those things. Once again his innocent appearance kept suspicion away from him.

    I will really miss Kenny. I could talk with him about anything and everything. He was a good listener and was a very kind person. I never heard him say anything unkind about anyone. At most, he would wonder why a person would keep practicing specific negative behavior. I loved hearing him talk about the months of research he did before all of his trips. He taught himself Italian and was extremely intelligent. I remember how he loved all sports except baseball. He thought that the games dragged on without much activity so he dubbed it “bore ball”.

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