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Steve Keith

San Francisco, California

1952 - 2016

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Steve Keith

July 4, 1952 - August 23, 2016

Charles Stephen Keith, That Big Nurse with the big laugh arrived in San Francisco in 1979 and stayed. Lover of food, friends, family, music, performance, travel and dogs. Steve lived a life dedicated to the service of others. Born in Washington...

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Steve is ever present in my Hall of Heroes Cam

Four years without his physical presence, but he's remembered in color by the thousand triggers left with us - when I see a COVID nurse in action, when I see John Chard or read his name, when I touch my inner depths with kindred spirits, he's there. His laugh and his laughing eyes. So grateful to know him.

May The Memory of Steve be a Blessing

I knew Steve when he was working in the inpatient psychiatry unit at Presbyterian Hospital in the period before he went to the SFGH AIDS unit. As sad as it was to see him leave Presbyterian, we knew he wanted to follow his heart and serve on the front-lines of the AIDS epidemic in San Francisco, applying his extraordinary interpersonal and nursing skills.
John Mehring

Mi Familia!

Steve you brought back many memories in my life. Also how precious and short that life maybe. You never know when that end may be we can only hope that it will be in the distant future. Especially since the ones that truly depend on us are our children after we are gone we will only be in their memory for a short time and then we will be gone in that long lasting newspaper forever. Well take care my friend and SYOTOS. You were well loved and needed in this life....

Steve was Loved by all his Fellow colleagues at Sutter Care at Home, Joyce Glick

Steve is a hero. When I first witnessed him in action on Ward 5B, back in '83, I was struck with his kind, generous spirit, his unconditional love, and his equally unconditional forgiveness of the sad, ignorant and angry folks who sometimes would storm onto the AIDS Ward intent on causing further suffering. He would kindly, firmly escort them off the ward and his towering guidance left them no option but to follow his direction to leave, promptly. His smile now brings tears, but only for...