Keith and Cynthia Jameson were close friends to my wife an I for 58 years. We met during our first year in graduate school at the University of Illinois, Urbana. That initial bond of friendship expanded and grew to include Drs. Martha and Richard Porter and Dr. Fred Minn. Together, we enjoyed chess (Keith was an excellent player), duplicate bridge, golf, many board games, great concerts, plays, and extensive travel. Over the years, the seven of us visited England (twice), Scotland, Italy, Sicily, Croatia, France, Spain, Turkey, Greece, the Greek Islands, Chile, Argentina, Uruguay, Canada, Alaska, Yukon, and numerous cities in the continental United States. We also published several scientific papers together.
Mostly we thoroughly enjoyed being together. Keith once described our friendship in a manner that I have always remembered. He said, "We all know every wart each of us has, but we like you anyway."
As might be expected between good friends of such long standing, we all enjoyed a near countless number of good-natured, harmless jokes we played on one another. Keith and Richard shared an office at the University of Illinois in which Richard had an antique roll top desk with numerous compartments. One morning he opened the roll top to discover a small white box that opened via a sliding drawer. On top of the box, Keith had written the message, "DANGER! DO NOT OPEN!" Richard stared at the box for some time, but none of us admitted to having any knowledge of its contents. Finally, as we all expected, Richard's curiosity won the battle, and he slid the box open. Immediately, the three-inch black, and evil-looking cockroach that had been trapped inside ran out and up Richard's arm bringing a loud scream and wild, terrified gyrations. Having been dislodged from his arm, the cockroach sought refuge in one of the many compartments of the desk. Richard spent most the day searching for it since he was afraid to sit down to work for fear that it would reappear and attack.
I have so many wonderful memories of Keith at the bridge and chess tables, on vacations, at concerts, plays, in his homes in Chicago and Phoenix, I could easily write a monograph from them. He was a great teacher, an excellent scientist of unquestioned integrity, and a wonderful friend, father, and husband. It was my great, good fortune to have had him as my friend for almost six decades, I shall miss him and his wonderful good humor.
Lionel M. Raff
Stillwater, Oklahoma 74074