My cousin Keith was always a great friend and would do anything for anyone. He and his family were the reason that I first met and then was reacquainted with my husbanb, Wesley Maycock Jr. He gave us many laughs and good times. We share many interests and many meals together. I will never forget all his witty and off the wall comments. You are miss, but never will be forgotten

It's been over four years Uncle Keith, and it doesn't get any easier. I've moved out of moms house, but still, every time I'm there, if I hear the door, I look up half expecting to see you. There's so much you've missed and so many of us that miss you...I wish I knew where your grave was..I wasn't allowed to go down to it at the end of the service..I miss you more than anything, you were like my second dad...I can't wait til I see you again. I hope you're resting easy, and I hope nothing I do disappoints you...I wish you were still here...its still every day I think of you and cry...