John Keith HILLMER

Keith and I became teenage buddies at the cottage and never broke the habit. I was proud to be one of his United States friends. Condolences to his wonderful family.

Keith was my best friend for a couple of years when we were kids at Whitney School. He was three weeks older than me. We played and competed together in touch football and baseball and hockey and life generally. I remember a play we wrote in Grade 3 or 4 together where I forgot my lines. I always envied his drawings. When we were maybe twelve, we were riding our bikes on Rosedale Heights Drive riding no hands. I took a spill headfirst over the handlebars and landed on my head and just lay...

Keith was amazing! I always felt a little intimidated by him at Whitney school because he was a natural athlete and excelled at all the things I would like to have been able to do. In 1954, in Miss Powell´s class, he drew a wonderful picture of an Indian (i.e. a Native American). I was so impressed by it that I can still see it clearly in my mind´s eye and I remember thinking, "Is there anything this guy can´t do?"

Keith was a great person and friend and we wish him well on the path of souls.

Mary Jane was a dear friend growing up on Harper Avenue. What wonderful memories of the good times she & I shared. My deepest heartfelt sympathy.

He wore his large heart on his sleeve.

Keith will always hold a very special place in my heart for we were great pals spending wonderful times together at THE BAY and in Toronto at 54 Harper Ave.

So sorry. Keith was a wonderful person. I remember sitting with him watching our sons play hockey at North Toronto arena. I also remember him visiting my Mom and Dad(Don Hlllmer) with his brothers Alan and Eric. Thinking of you at this time. Barbara Hillmer Arblaster