I have so many memories of Keith--both sweet and bittersweet. I remember meeting him in the auditorium before school many mornings so he could give me twenty-page letters/manuscripts he had spent the night writing. His writing was smart and insightful--and often painful to read. I never knew what to do--other than listen to what he had to say and read what he was compelled to write--and appreciate it. (I think I still have some of his writing that I have saved all these years.) In my eyes he was a young artist and suffered in ways that artists sometimes do--although I don't think I understood this in high school. We exchanged some letters over the years. His life was hard. I last saw him at the 20th reunion and was so happy to see him. I don't know if he ever found happiness--but I really hope so.
Sherry Lyford (Garcia)
Keith was such a gentle soul, wrote wonderful poetry and was self effacing to a fault. I feel that he was a victim of our times.Nanci Pierce (Kincaid)
I have so many memories of Keith--both sweet and bittersweet. I remember meeting him in the auditorium before school many mornings so he could give me twenty-page letters/manuscripts he had spent the night writing. His writing was smart and insightful--and often painful to read. I never knew what to do--other than listen to what he had to say and read what he was compelled to write--and appreciate it. (I think I still have some of his writing that I have saved all these years.) In my eyes he was a young artist and suffered in ways that artists sometimes do--although I don't think I understood this in high school. We exchanged some letters over the years. His life was hard. I last saw him at the 20th reunion and was so happy to see him. I don't know if he ever found happiness--but I really hope so.Cynthia Hutchins (Sexton)
Keith died on March 21, 1990 at the age of 40 and his buried in Mount Calvary Cemetery.