My name is Ken Price and I grew up in Kinsey across the road from the Shaefer family. As a very young child, Casper was my idol. For many reasons, but mostly because he always treated everyone he encountered with great respect, even an annoying preschool-aged neighbor kid. That is my enduring memory of Casper. Throughout my growing up years, we crossed paths periodically, mostly at rodeos and the Bucking Horse Sale. It was always a pleasure to meet up with him and catch up on our lives. The sincere interest, respect and deep abiding kindness was always there.
Its been 30 years or more since we last talked, but upon hearing the news of his passing, I miss him as if I just talked to him yesterday.
May God bless and keep you Casper, and provide comfort to your family.