Keith's uncle Steve and I brought him to the shore for a weekend. We went to the beach, putt putt golf, and drove over to Wildwood to ride the rides. It may not sound like much, but every time we would get together he would tell me that was a fond memory of when he was a kid. He also talked about the time we went to great adventure. Keith, I'm going to miss you and I know your uncle, mom, and grandparents are taking care of you. Love you. Aunt Tracey