Just for the record...Keith and my wife would tease each other, and try to get something "over" on one another. During one conversation towards the end, Keith and I were talking about squirrel season. My wife told Keith that she always knew when squirrel season started, because it was always the day after her birthday...August 15th.
Keith looked at her and smiled and winked. He told her that I'd always remember her birthday a day before squirrel season began...her actual birthday, on August 14th.
Keith passed on August 14th.....on my wife's birthday. The day before squirrel season opens....
He had the last gig.....RIP my friend.