He loved his family in recent years he especially enjoyed being "Gramps" and inventing songs and reading stories to his two grandchildren.
The National Parks held a special place in his heart, as did the Hudson River. Kent enjoyed reading, especially history and short stories, and took great pleasure in music, French toast, camping, yoga, tennis, running, walking, hiking, learning Spanish and fly fishing, and he shared his enthusiasm with others whenever possible.
Born in Berkeley, California, on Septemto Arthur Clayton Davis and Katherine (Carr) Davis, he spent his early years there and in San Francisco he cherished his western roots throughout his life. Known to family and friends as Kent, he was a man of optimism and integrity who lived with grace, dignity, courage and a love for life, even as his health declined. John Kent Davis, 70, of Hastings-on-Hudson, New York, died Tuesday, February 9, 2010.