You know he was always there for three generations for most kids his age that grew up with him our children who knew him as towmater and now there children who knew him 10's of 10's as uncle Kevin. It was one thing to be a local business owner or person in the local public eye, or to be Kevin Noland in Warsaw the last 40 years; first serving his country in the National Guard and then the local fire department, then he worked in local shops and gas stations like the years working for Dan with Ricky H. down at the trade center, pumping gas and washing windows, and for the last 25 years for most of the tow services around. He seemed to always be working in the service of others. But when the clocked stopped, Kevin didn’t. He did his service for anyone who needed it; a helping hand, Kevin would be there. It’s gonna be a long time before anyone local has a fender bender or see an accident on the road and instantly turn around looking for Newt, or even actually getting used to the fact that Kevin Noland is gone. I have set like so many of you I know the last 3 days wondering, why? You know, most of us can probably look back and see a time when violence was at hand and if not, our own loss of self control, someone close to us, and Kevin grabbing ahold of the situation knowing his own strength. He put out so many personal domestic fires and kept the cops from being called and he never really hurt anyone, and to think doing this same service, he lost his life. That’s when I seem to start to digest this mental wound all over again. I will comfortably leave it with these words.
Yo Kevin, if hearts was worth a dollar and popularity the prize, you truly passed away the richest, most popular guy in town!
Love You Brother!
Steve Sweeny
for Kenny
