When I was a kid I looked so forward to a visit with grandma and grandpa. The bonus of the trip was seeing and playing with Keith. I did have fun with the other 2 siblings as well but Keith was more my age and around a little more than the others. It seemed that we did everything that we could cram into a week or two. Mostly swimming, riding bikes, going to the store for candy/Ice Cream, playing games and trying to manipulate grandma into taking us somewhere, oh and maybe get a dollar or 2 out of her. My brother (Danny) is about 4 years younger than I and Keith was 2 years younger. Now my brother and I would fight over Keith as to who he would like better. Sometime Keith would not choose sides and sometimes he would choose a side only to come around to please the other side and do it all over again, it was all in fun! I've always been proud to say that I have a younger uncle, than me. In every case when I tell someone the person replies, "Really? How does that work?" It's not a Jerry Springer thing I'd tell the person I'm talking to. Then tell of the family tree and how it worked out. It's sad to say that it's been a long time since I physically seen Keith as we had gone separate ways and got too involved in our own lives. I am happy that Keith and I had a chance to talk to each other over the phone about two months ago. It was difficult trying to catch up with each other after 30 some odd years. We did our best and thought there would be more time to catch up some more. I'm saddened that the possibility of really reconnecting is gone. Keith, sorry for my lack of initiative over the years. Knowing you're gone, you will be missed!