went into your apartment for the first time on April 14. I apologize
for not visiting you after your move to Minneapolis. I think my priorities
a consultant, I start through this by thinking about phase #1. For me,
phase #1 is driving my car listening to the CD "Surfacing"
and starting with track #2. For anyone who has lost someone, this is
a good place to start. I cry a lot. It is supposed to be good for me.
will I know when this phase is over? When I get sad, I say a prayer
and think about all the wonderful memories. You would like that.
were a beautiful person on earth. You touched so many lives in such
positive ways. Letters are pouring in from people I have never met.
They help me know you better.
good memories are plentiful. Your hockey team when you were six years
old. Hockey practice at 6 a.m. at North Park, geese flying overhead
in the sunrise.
Cindy, and Carrie on the beach; our favorite family vacations! You,
as a young adult, making the UCLA crew team. And me, making the crew
team coaches upset by showing up after practice with a trunkload of
orange juice and doughnuts.
our father-son salmon fishing adventure at the Iguigig Lodge. I remember
sitting by the float plane, admiring your spirit as you waded far out
into the river, pursuing your dream.
a rookie fly-fisherman, I did catch some decent salmon, right? And I
remember, at the end of the week, I suggested that we do this again.
Your reply was "Sure, but you need to work on your fly-fishing
might just do that, Keith!
miss you terribly, but I have so many wonderful memories!