Keith had this way of seeing straight through you — past all the walls and masks — to the person you really were. And in return, he shared his own true self. 

He didn’t judge. He listened.

He was bigger than life itself, and sometimes I think this world just wasn’t big enough for him. He was overflowing with energy, laughter, and light.

When I was younger, Keith was one of the very few who truly knew me. He saw me, stood up for me, and became a real friend. I looked up to him then, and I still do now. In fact, outside of my close family he was the most authentic person I’ve ever known.

He will be deeply missed because he wasn’t just a person in our lives — he was a light. That light sometimes burned hot and wild, but it was always love, and it was always for all of us.

For me, it will never go out. I’ll carry Keith with me always — those bright blue eyes, that fearless honesty, the way he could call you out but still understand you at the same time.

Rest in peace, brother. Your light lives on with my beautiful nephews and I’m sorry that I didn’t get to say goodbye.