Summer of 1994 I met Keith and within one year he, me, Susie and Sheryl were best friends.
We did everything together and Keith was 'one of the girls' as far as we were concerned. We told each other all of our secrets . We called it 'cheese' so that other people didn't know what we were talking about. I can just see him gloating with a huge smile "I got cheese".

One night I wanted to get my unfinished tattoo on my hip done and I asked Keith to ride up to Toucan Tattoo with me. Keith tried to talk to me while the work was done but somehow I must have held my breath and I heard Mike say "Keith, she's going down, catch her". A couple of minutes later I opened my eyes to Keith smiling saying "Damn Putie, good thing I was here to catch you". Keith spent the next 15 years 'catching' me, my family and everyone that he cared about. I plan to celebrate his life by doing the same for his loved ones as he did for mine. Ignoring all of the bullshit that goes on and just enjoy life to the fullest.
Keith was a true friend. Always trying to make you laugh when you had too much on your mind or showing up at your front door to help you no matter what needed to be done.