My husband Keith's celebration of life. My soul mate, best friend. When I first saw you walk through the Sports Page doors I was thunder struck. Dancing together in the kitchen late at night, camping in our backyard, hiking along side the Columbia River .
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In the glow of the Sports Page's warm embrace,
I saw you, Keith, with a thunderous grace.
My soul recognized what my heart would find—
A soulmate, a best friend, two lives entwined.
In kitchens late, we'd dance our secret tune,
Beneath the gentle gaze of the sleepy moon.
By backyard fires, in tents of whispered wonder,
We found our world as stars would dreamily ponder.
Along the Columbia's winding, gentle trail,
Each step beside you told a timeless tale.
As rivers flowed, our spirits intertwined,
Through every moment, I knew you'd be mine.
In memories crafted of laughter and love,
You soar above as the years spill forward—
A celebration of life, of Keith, my dear,
In every heart beat you will always be near.