Kenneth Richard Gulliver
The family of Kenneth Richard Gulliver of Edmonton, AB is saddened to announce his sudden passing on December 16th, 2024 at the age of 48 due to complications from pneumonia.
Ken was born December 16th, 1976 in Moncton, NB. After a few years, he moved to Winnipeg before finally settling in Sherwood Park as a young teenager. He was a talented hockey player who enjoyed many years on the ice. He loved cheering on his Winnipeg Jets and Edmonton Oilers.
Ken’s greatest joy was his two young sons, Kane and Grayson. He loved nothing more than to spend time with them, whether it be playing basketball or frisbee, gaming, playing board games, or watching a movie together. He was so proud of the young men they are becoming.
Ken is survived by his mother Gail Gulliver of Sherwood Park, AB; two sons Kane and Grayson Gulliver of Spruce Grove, AB; and his partner, Corilee Behrens of Edmonton, AB; her daughters Kiara and Marissa Edstrom, as well as her grandchildren, Malaki, Nikolai, and Mako.
Ken was predeceased by his father, Keith Gulliver.
A Celebration of Ken’s life will take place in the new year.
My condolences to family and friends. My thoughts and prayers go out to you all at this most difficult time. 🙏❤️
Sending condolences and prayers to the Gulliver family and especially to Kane and Grayson. Wishing you all some comfort during this difficult time.
Love Karen McLeod and family
So sorry for your loss, he was a great human. May his sons and family find some comfort and peace during this difficult time.
Condolences ,
My sincere condolences to your family.
As young men we shared many laughs, tears, bruises and puns. Many late nights playing Nobunaga’s ambition, hopping around the park with Laurence then going to 7/11 for big gulps.
Here’s to letting our drunken tempers get the best of us then working it out in the morning.
Here’s to the camping trips where we discovered throwing knives and axes after drinks is not a good idea.
Here’s to going up the hill in jasper with clear eyes then coming down hard with red eyes.
Here’s to the great stories I tell today because of the bad decisions we made then.
I will always be grateful for your friendship.
Rest in peace Ken.