While I went back to KY to visit friends and family over July 4th weekend, I unloaded the bike within the first hour I got to my parents house at 9 pm. I headed out to meet and ride with KatanaMan. We stopped at the gas station real quick and my phone rang, it was my dad. He told me there had been a motorcycle accident right up the street from the house. I told him it wasn't me, and he asked if I knew this Keith kid, I told him no.
Well it turns out my little brother and his friends knew him real good, and they were waiting to go out to dinner with him, they kept calling him and leaving voice mail's on his cell phone. Well he didn't answer the cell phone becuase he didn't make it. He passed while in care of life line support in the chopper. My best friend lived right down the street from him while they were younger, so I am sure I've seen or met him before.
Here's the story (its not long)
Well it turns out my little brother and his friends knew him real good, and they were waiting to go out to dinner with him, they kept calling him and leaving voice mail's on his cell phone. Well he didn't answer the cell phone becuase he didn't make it. He passed while in care of life line support in the chopper. My best friend lived right down the street from him while they were younger, so I am sure I've seen or met him before.
Here's the story (its not long)