Kenneth Wolfenbarger

A Warrior of Wit, a Nomad of the Open Road, and a Friend to Many

The world has lost a legend, and the ancestors have gained one hell of a storyteller. Kenny Dale Wolfenbarger took his final journey, leaving behind a legacy of laughter, a trail of unforgettable conversations, and a deep-rooted connection to his Native American heritage.

Kenny was a proud member of the Seneca-Cayuga Nation and part Quapaw, carrying the spirit of his ancestors in his heart-though admittedly, his heart was also full of love for his Harley and a certain green plant that he considered his personal medicine. He walked the world like his ancestors before him-restless, free-spirited, and always on the move, working jobs from oil fields to tobacco companies, always searching for the next adventure.

Born to Geraldine "Dean" Keller and Kenny Dale Wolfenbarger, Kenny grew up in Wyandotte, Oklahoma, surrounded by family, mischief, and probably a few questionable decisions. He attended Grove High School but got his real education from the open road, traveling the country, meeting people from all walks of life, and collecting stories that only he could tell.

He had a warrior's resilience, a trickster's humor, and a storyteller's gift. He could talk for hours about absolutely nothing and somehow make it the most entertaining conversation you ever had. If there was laughter in the room, you could bet Kenny was at the center of it.

Kenny wasn't just a talker-he was a fighter. He fought for his friends, for his beliefs (especially when it came to politics), and, most importantly, for a life that was unapologetically his own. Even in his final days, when asked if he was being abused at home, he didn't miss a beat: "Yes, daily... by the Democrats. And it's quite painful."

While fatherhood wasn't exactly his strong suit, in his later years, he reconnected with his beloved daughter, Dr. Carrie Campbell, and spent his final day with her, laughing, reminiscing, and sharing his two biggest regrets-not riding his Harley more and not spending more time with her.

Kenny is survived by his mother, Geraldine "Dean" Keller; his beloved brothers, Wes Keller, Bruce and Brian Wolfenbarger, and Greg Wolfenbarger; and his grandchildren Logan, Lucas, Lance, Lyla, Crystal and Tiffany whom he adored and bragged about to anyone who would listen. Additionally, he leaves behind numerous nieces and nephews, his beloved friends Pattie and Levi and many other friends he considered family. He also leaves behind his offspring, Josh Wolfenbarger and Marty Freeman Wolfenbarger. He is preceded in death by his father, his sister Geneva Fletcher, his brother Gary Wolfenbarger, and a whole lot of brain cells lost to good times and even better stories.

Kenny lived life like a true Native warrior-wild, free, and always moving forward. He may not have followed the straight and narrow, but he walked his own path, and he walked it well. Now, he rides on to join his ancestors, where the campfires are always warm, the stories never end, and the road stretches on forever.

In honor of Kenny's memory, please share a laugh, tell a long-winded story, and, just for fun, send a Democrat a kind word to make sure he rolls over in his grave.

Ride on, Kenny. Your spirit will never be forgotten.

The family will hold celebration of life memorial service will be held 1pm, Friday, February 7, 2024 at the Seneca Cayuga Community Building. Cremation arrangements under the direction of Campbell-Biddlecome Funeral Home, Seneca, MO.