Even in death…

I just came across a “encounter with Keith” stories on someone's blog…

We go to the wake. One part pierced, tattooed freakly looking people, one part cugini. Ryan sees his ex... its pretty fuckin' sad- here is this guy who apparently was full of life and he's fuckin there- in a box with a baseball cap on and a popped collar- and he's fuckin' dead. A few weeks ago she was asking Ryan about areas of Brooklyn for them to look at houses in off craigslist- and now is is nothing more than a make-shift collage and a flower arrangement shaped like an electric guitar.

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It's sort of odd reading about how a stranger perceives someone from their wake alone…


Always learning!

I still haven't found the right words to write anything even remotely sufficient — Keith was the first person I ever interviewed on BME and helped with every stage of its development in one way or another (including Jordan, who Keith gave a trial by fire and then heartily recommended). But let me link to various eulogies around the web; if you follow the forum links as well there are more here on IAM.

Memories and more
Wow Shannon, that's really annoying! What is it, 1997 on Geocities? Retroweb is NOT cool!

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