I met Kieth when we were 14 years old at woodland lake church camp with his sidekick Todd. Both of them liked my silk shirts and wanted to borrow them. We became good friends after that. We lived in different towns so it was hard for us to get together often, but when he would come to my house or me going to his we had the best times. He like fishing partying. As we grew up we lost contact with each other. I haven’t seen Kieth in over 30 years. I have tried looking him up several times but with no luck. The weird thing is I was at work yesterday evening and had a strange feeling and thought of Kieth and all the good memories we had. So at break time I looked his name up and found this obituary. My heart sunk. Sorry I missed your memorial service had I known sooner I would have been there. I love you man you will be missed. Kris ker