Keith M. Norton

Dear Loved Ones.

It is Dec. 2018 and I just unpacked my storage boxes to find my old photos from "Day's in L.A." It was the 80s and 90s and an amazing time to land there. I uploaded the pics to FB asking asking who knew where Kieth was. My heart is broken. I feel raw. I moved to Florida in 2004 to raise my son. I lost touch with everyone. I feel regret that so many years have gone by and lost touch, especially with someone as special as Kizzy.

It has been heart-warming to read so many of you write about your relationship with Kiz. In your sharing, I found myself laughing and crying at your way of capturing his personality, the wonderful ways that he was. I freakin adored this man. I was born and grew up in Braintree, Mass. so we were connected immediately. I had lost my Bostonian accent but being with him brought it back every time we spoke. (lol)

Living in L.A. can be a challenge to meet people who are real. Who have no agenda. People who love you because you are just you. That's the friend Kieth was for me. I have lots of memories of being with Kiz, but would like to share one story that captures the kind of friend he was.

I believe it was Christmas of 1985. Madonna was the biggest artist at that moment. I remember Kieth and I having a conversation one night when he mentioned he knew her. Like, "seriously, you are friends with Madonna"??!! Wow, how cool. I waited on her several times and was always struck by how kind and generous she was (big tipper:). I remember sharing that my siblings were all big fans of hers and I was planning to surprise my brother with a leather jacket with a hand-painted picture of Madonna on the cross. I was excited to be hosting three of my siblings for Christmas that year.

Some weeks went by and Keith shows up at my door with an envelope. He comes in and says something like, "got these for your brother and sisters." In the envelope were 3 - 8x10 photos that Madonna signed specifically to my siblings for Xmas. Not just her signature but she had taken the time to write each of their names and a message. Are you kidding me? Keith, remembered from our earlier conversation all three of their names and extended his friendship to create that gift for me, for my family. Unbelievable act of kindness. His generous heart knew no bounds. It was a big deal not because it made me look good (he-he) but he wanted to create a special memory for all of us. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G he was in every way.

I could go on and on sharing stories but all of you already know, because you knew him too. He was special. He was authentic. He was beyond kind and generous. His name is Keith, we called him Kizzy, and he will NEVER, EVER be forgotten. To know him is to never erase the profoundly unique stamp of his love on your heart. Today, in my sadness and grief at knowing he is no longer with us, I will forever be comforted by his warmth, laughter, kindness and friendship. He was one-of-a-kind. He will always be our Kiz. XOXOXOXO

Isabell Springer
(Los Angeles, Ca.)

Hi Mrs Norton
I went to school with Keith at Newton North High. I was going through my high school things a few weeks back and started looking at things I saved. I cut out Keith's picture and article from the newspaper back when he moved to LA. I googled him to see what he was doing now and I ended up finding that he had passed. I am so sorry for your loss. It is shocking to find out a school friend died. I have pictures of him at my prom party having fun and thats how I will remember him.

Hey Kizz, Aug 25th today. You're very VERY much on my thoughts today, As usual of course, but more so today. I know you're out there somewhere doing fine! Miss you brother.

Happy Birthday Keith!

Dear Kiz:

We haven't talked for awhile, I can tell you that your mom keeps in touch with me and e-mails me daily. She send me jokes, bits of important information and more entries in your guest book. I can not tell you how much you touched my life in the short time we knew each other. You are such a great friend and someone I developed a lifetime bond with within two weeks of meeting and getting to know you. I have no idea where the name Sunshine Kazoo came from and you never told me. So can you tell me now? I know I will cherish it forever. I miss you so much Kiz, keep in touch and I won't wait so long next time to contact you, just know how much I think of you and miss you. I Love you the most. Let's talk soon. P.S. You have a wonderful Mom who has a beautiful spirit and is a remarkable lady. I hope to meet her some day. Love you, Rhonda

Mary, after Keith had passed, I had wanted to write to you, but I felt sheepish for doing so. The grace and dignity you displayed in the face of something no parent should ever have to face, was truly remarkable. Mary, there are some defining moments in this life that we take with us and remember for quite a long time, yours and Keith's battle is one of them. You were an incredible comfort and source of strength to Keith, and you made it possible for Keith to pass on with dignity and knowledge that he was loved. You were a tireless champion and advocate for Keith. In none of your e-mails did I ever hear you complain, blame others, feel self pity, or get angry at God. God knows, if anyone has a right to feel sorry for themselves, its you! But you never did. You fought that insidious disease as hard as Keith did, and never gave up.

Mary, your chronicles of Keith and your struggle unwittingly inspired me. Instead of me seeing a young man lose his life to a senseless disease, I saw a mother, with the strength of thousands, willingly surrender her son to the will of God.

I meant to write to you after Keith had passed, but I guess in our society, its "unmanly" to discuss emotions. It never seemed like the "right time", to write to you. When I got your last e-mail, letting me know that Keith had lost his battle, I cried for you and for Keith. It really affected me.

Mary, there's nothing I can say or do to ease your grief, but if there's anything that I can do for you, please don't hesitate to ask. I was privileged to be vicariously part of your struggle, and I saw a most remarkable unselfish woman, who's dignity never diminished during a horrific period. My only hope is that I can be an unselfish person such as yourself. Mary, may God bless you, and my prayers and thoughts are with you, even after the battle has long since ceased.


Yours in deepest condolence,


Joe

Dear Keith,

Everybody wishes you a merry Xmas and hope you are enjoying the angels Xmas choir in heaven in the company of our Lord, Jesus, on His special day. You are missed dearly, but looking up and knowing that you are standing by the King give us all joy and peace. We will try to feel your splendor as you are looking down on us all and wishing us well, remembering everyone with great fondness as we remember you.

Keep well.
Till we meet again.

All my love, Mom

Hello Santa,

How are you this year? I was wondering if you have seen my Uncle Keith in heaven? I have a favor to ask. Could you help me solve the problem of the sadness I feel from the loss of my Uncle. I really need your great wisdom, please.

I was hoping I have been good enough this year. If I wasn't, I'm sorry for the screw ups.

Sincerely, Francis

P.S. How come you don't want to be seen?

Write answer here: Use back page if needed.

Dear Francis,

I know how much you miss your Uncle Keith, but it may help you feel better knowing that he is with our Lord who also loves him very much, and he is finally at peace.

Continue to be a good boy with less screw ups, and I will stop by again next year. I will look in on your Uncle and make sure he is fine and happy and remind him to always look down on you as your guardian angel as he loves you, too.

Much love and God Bless you, Santa

P.S. Maybe next year I will let you take a peek at me if you are awake.

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.

Dear Mary,

It's Ted Stein, aka Eric Petersen. Is there anything I can do for you? I like the emails you send all the time. I think of Kiz daily.

Even when we lost contact for a couple years, I thought of him often and bragged to people how smart he was. I still do. I'm sure he told you I have made a lot of $$$, and he was very inspirational to me.

I have a story I want to tell you next time we speak about Kiz. It's not long, but it made a big impact on my life. I never shared it with him (how influential) he
was with me. He was too humble to listen to it. God I miss him. I have tears running down my face as I'm typing this.

Please keep sending mails. It keeps him alive in a way. When I come to NYC I'm coming to see you-- nothing fancy. Me and Kiz were brothers-- we didn't comb our hair to see each other or pick up
the house. I want to see where he grew up and you and anything else you can share with me.

This really hits home with me because I would visit him 3-4 nights a week before we knew what was wrong when my mom was stage 4 cancer, just to give him company. We chatted about new business ideas--my hobbies, and the past successes and failures. His IQ and memory were off the scale. I'm blessed with both, myself, but not like him. I loved Kiz.

I told him so and kissed him on the lips the last time I saw him. I have never kissed a man other than my
Dad, but it felt so natural. My back was hurting badly and I couldn't stay long, but I'll never forget that moment. It was my last memory of him and a good one at that, and I'm proud of it for some reason. I didn't tell anyone about it, he kissed me back and it was like magic. There were 2 other girls in the room who saw it and didn't say anything. They knew it was a special moment. Also, briefly my back stopped hurting while I was bent over the bed which is usually impossible. He was more worried about my pain than his and about my mom's cancer. Even after he was diagnosed, he was worried about her (he never met her, but I told him a lot about her ). You would have liked her a lot, too. Kiz was so strong-- beyond strong. I never saw anyone deal with adversity like him, and I shall forever have him as a role model for many things in life. Please save this and print it and read it again some time. It's the God's honest 100%truth. It took me a while to get the courage to tell you this because I'm hurting so bad from the loss of mom and Kiz. I will call you with the story. It will be better told than written.

I didn't go to my parents' funerals--I don"t go to them period, but I went to Ari's house and signed my name big in the book. I hope you saw it. I went because my last moment with Kiz was the kiss and hug which was a very good memory, and that's how I wanted to keep it.

The get together at Ari's house was great, of course. We missed you, but your letter addressing everyone and speaking of Kiz was amazing. Thanks for mentioning my nickname, ted stein. I was
surprised that you knew about it. I was honored and flattered. We all spoke of the past, and I got a chance to see many people that I hadn't seen in 10 or more years. Kiz would have loved that-- it was perfect. And I was honored to be there and blessed to have known him since 93. They'll never be another one like him. I don't know how well you know me, but in many ways I'm like Kiz. I remember he told me once "we have to live like "Kings." I can't remember the rest of what he said. I know it will pop in my brain one day. It was on a flight from LA to Vegas, and he did live like a King.

Love, Eric

Mary, I am so sorry for your loss. I was so hoping that he would get better. I almost feel guilty that I am in remission and he went home to heaven. But the way I look at it, he is home, no longer in pain and i wish you a speedy grieving period (yes, i know that is not possible) but you just have to remember the Keith before he got sick. You know he would not wish for you to cry for him, to go on with your life, and that does not mean that you are forgetting him, you can never do that, just that you are giving him the respect he deserves by going on with your life. I love you and Gregg and wish you both the best. Take care and let me know if there is anything i can do for either of you. Take care... Lisa Blake

Dear Mary,

I just received your Remembrance Folder of Keith. Wow!!!! That's the Keith I remember. I've been in tears for an hour. Just looking at the pictures tore my heart out. He is so gorgeous. I will cherish these forever. To think that I met him at Family Fitness so many years ago is just mind boggling. He was such a kick. He and I would run down Roxbury everyday, then get on the bike for an hour, do weights, and squats, he kicked my butt. But, we laughed the entire time. After a grueling work out, it would be where are going to eat????? To then read about all the places in the article, those are the places we hung out every night...such memories....And it was a true friendship, I'll carry those memories with me for the rest of my life.

Love, Amy

Dear Mary,

In this difficult time of sadness, the members of the Palliative Care Team want to express our deep and heartfelt sympathy to you and your family.

I will never forget Keith nor you, Mary. I have seen your magic and it's love. Thoughts are with you.

Chaplan Michael




Keith was an amazing person with truly remarkably family and friends. My life is richer, more enhanced through knowing all of you..

Love, Helen

"The spirit and passion of one person can inspire the hearts and minds of many"

Hi Keith,

Hope you are well and enjoying your place in Heaven, finally free of pain and suffering. However, I will never be free of the heartache I constantly feel by losing you when we still had a lot of living to do together. I'm remembering our exciting trips to Delmar and Las Vegas about this time last fall. Even though you were ailing and tired, you always tried not to miss a beat and showed great heart in all that you were able to do.
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I miss your company watching all our favorite reality shows that are now returning that I got you "hooked" on, and all the televised Poker Tournaments will never be enjoyed as much without you by my side.

I'm am so grateful for your patience in introducing me to the computer world. Although I was a reluctant student, your persistence got me through the preliminaries very quickly, and now I'm only a "click" away from reaching out to your friends who are helping me keep your memories alive. Also, having this new-found computer knowledge allows me to still feel connected to you by being able to convey my thoughts and feelings whenever I need to be relieved of the unbearable sorrow I endure. The agony is not so much for God choosing you to join him, but for having to see you afflicted for so long with such a tragic disease and that I usually felt so helpless in aiding in your comfort.

From all that I have read from the many friends and acquaintances you have touched throughout your years, I will not be the only one who will miss your generous heart, unique sense of humor, sharp mind, and fun-loving spirit. I am sure that in your new life, you are picking up where you left off and being endeared by all your new loved ones.

Keep a watch over me and save me a spot nearby.
Love and a big hug and a kiss, Mom

Thanks for inviting us to Keith's services.

Your son was a big part of my life. He was my second brother. I would have done anything for him.

What a life, It was not long enough for us but he lived it well.

The one thing that I learned from him ( I learned a lot more than one thing) that will stay with me forever is not to have any
confrontations. Be cool.

God bless his soul.

We all will miss him greatly.

Love,

Robert

Thanks for the update, Mary

I know how hard it is without
Keith around -- he was the glue holding so many "lemons" in place. It's especially sad here during football season to hear the 3 and 4 team teasers that Keith would have picked each weekend. He
was the Swami.

Take care and hello to the rest of the family.

Love Gridlock

Hi Mary,

I just received the packet you sent and spent an emotional hour going through it. Thank you so much for all you have shared with me. I remember a lot of those pictures from Jim Redding and was there when some were shot! My Mom was able to find a few of the pictures of me and Keith, (they are not in great shape and he looks so much better than me!!!) but I will show you if we are able to get together one day.

I got in touch with Eddy McCarthy after seeing his note in the guestbook. He was dating my best friend, Jill Guzzi, back when Keith and I were dating, so I had to write him when he mentioned "double dates" in his notes! We shared some great memories.

It sounds like you are getting back to a routine with volleyball & grandchildren! It was funny, a few weeks ago I picked up my kids from school and my 12 year old daughter, Caitlin, asked if she could sign up for the middle school girls volleyball club. I gave her the usual "we'll see" and when we got home started looking over our schedule to see if it could squeeze in. She is a competitive swimmer, and her brothers are playing on two hockey teams each, plus football. I told her no and she was disappointed. The very next day I got your e-mail saying you were officiating volleyball, and maybe I'm too superstitious, but I took it as a sign. I told Caitlin she could sign up, and we would make it work. The club started this past Thursday. When I picked her up. I arrived a few minutes early and peeked in the gym window. She was having a great time! She came out laughing and smiling, what more can a mother ask for? So I am thanking you, whether or not she will be any good at volleyball I don't know, but she may not have had the chance to find out had you not mentioned your involvement with the sport!

Well, I feel like I have a new friend now and look forward to your e-mails. I even worry if a day goes by without a funny e-mail and feel relieved the next day to see one from you. You are connected to so many people through Keith, and I feel lucky to be one of them.

Love & Peace, Bridget

Hi Keith,

Hope you are well and enjoying your place in Heaven, finally free of pain and suffering. However, I will never be free of the heartache I constantly feel by losing you when we still had a lot of living to do together. I'm remembering our exciting trips to Delmar and Las Vegas about this time last fall. Even though you were ailing and tired, you always tried not to miss a beat and showed great heart in all that you were able to do.
.
I miss your company watching all our favorite reality shows that are now returning that I got you "hooked" on, and all the televised Poker Tournaments will never be enjoyed as much without you by my side.

I'm am so grateful for your patience in introducing me to the computer world. Although I was a reluctant student, your persistence got me through the preliminaries very quickly, and now I'm only a "click" away from reaching out to your friends who are helping me keep your memories alive. Also, having this new-found computer knowledge allows me to still feel connected to you by being able to convey my thoughts and feelings whenever I need to be relieved of the unbearable sorrow I endure. The agony is not so much for God choosing you to join him, but for having to see you afflicted for so long with such a tragic disease and that I usually felt so helpless in aiding in your comfort.

From all that I have read from the many friends and acquaintances you have touched throughout your years, I will not be the only one who will miss your generous heart, unique sense of humor, sharp mind, and fun-loving spirit. I am sure that in your new life, you are picking up where you left off and being endeared by all your new loved ones.

Keep a watch over me and save me a spot nearby.

Love and a big hug and a kiss, Mom

STILL CANT DO IT , CANT WRITE MY THOUGHTS ITS TOO PAINFULL .

SNAKEYES

As the days and weeks pass, and as you return to life’s routine, may you continue to feel comforted by the love and support of family and friends.

When I first met Kizzy in 1999 I knew then and there he was one of a kind. He always made me laugh with his crazy sense of humor. He was always very generous towards me as well. When I needed work he brought me out to L.A. and let me work for him. I feel extremely privileged to have been able to call Keith my friend.

Dear Mary,


When I was living with Keith in Newport Beach a couple years back... we talked a lot about going to see you sometime. We were thinking about going to New York in the Spring and thinking of going through town to see you. Keith talked about you all the time, and I LOVED his stories, so I was always asking him about his past. He had stories on everyone and everything... from Brad Pitt, Mickey Rourke to Ari and Tango [Ang]. He would tell me the same story 5 or 6 times and I would never stop him because they were funny each time. It just scares me when I think I won't be hearing them anymore. I guess the reason he told me them so many times, over and over, was so I would remember them because he knew he wouldn't always be there to tell them to me. Not sure, But man Kizzy was special. I knew it then and I know it now more than ever. We had a neat relationship, Keith and I. Because I live in Canada, getting down to see him was a big deal in and of itself. I had to cross the border, and since 9/11 it's become a serious hassle. That aside, the distance is vast as well... so what we'd do is work on projects on the phone, come up with ideas that we could work together on, then Keith would look around down there for a place for the two of us to stay and I'd come down. We would hang out together anywhere from 2 months to 8 months. I remember once we lived in Hotel rooms in Vegas for 5 months. Wear out our welcome at the Palms hotel after 2 months, then we'd move into Paris, we didn't like it there so 2 weeks later we moved to the Bellagio. We didn't last the day there, because we found out our comps for the room meant we had to share a room together!!! so we moved up and down the strip, staying and eating for free because... well Keith was Keith and he knew EVERYONE. Last time I was with him, we lived in LA for a couple months, then moved to Newport Beach in California for... I think it was 3 months... then moved to South Beach in Florida for just under 2 months. I left to go back home for Canadian Thanksgiving and to get ready for the Christmas Season. If I knew then that I wouldn't see Keith again... well I would have stayed... I'd still be there. But how can you know these things in life right?
Anyway, I the reason I tell you stories like this is because when you say in your letters "I want him back!"... well I can't pretend to even BEGIN to know your pain... but I know the source of it... because I miss him like crazy too. I think about him a LOT now. Sometimes I just stare off into the distance and think about all the stuff we did over the years. That's why I wanted to do a website for him and his family and friends. Kizzy TRULY was a unique and different person.

Something else that I was thinking of just yesterday. We talked all the time, sometimes we'd talk every day around 10 pm in the evening for a month or two...but then we'd go a couple of months without saying anything, getting busy or whatever. It never affected our friendship because we would just pick up where we left off. A few months ago, now I received a letter from Keith that was different from any other letter I'd gotten from him. It said that even though we don't see each other as much now as we used to, that he missed me and loved me. He was at peace with everything and was ready for whatever lied ahead, good or bad. I was very surprised to read it. Kizz was always honest and upfront, but this had a different tone to it. I always knew where I stood with Keith but in this letter he said he loved me. That meant a lot to me but it also meant something else, things were pretty serious. Ever since Kizzy was diagnosed with Ewing's Sarcoma, and we talked on the phone... I never would come out and say "OK how good or bad is it?" . I would let him guide the conversation in that regard and let him decide how comfortable he was in talking about it. He always kept me informed, but I just didn't want to say: "How are you REALLY?" I thought he had this whole thing beat. Well you know the story. I talked to him in July about coming down and seeing him and he said: "Yeah let's hook it up, let's brainstorm, call me later and we'll organize everything and make it happen, base" heh"... you know how he is. Sadly that was the last time I REALLY talked to him. I called him twice after that, but he would drift off to sleep or he was so groggy I couldn't understand him. Then I called and you picked up the phone. Anyway, I'm really going on here and I don't want to stir up old memories and make it hard for you. I guess it's just that I regret I didn't have a chance to see him again, or even say goodbye. It just seemed to happen so fast. I would talk to you and you would pass it along to him and I was so thankful for that. I want to come by sometime and say goodbye to him at least, maybe take you out for some dinner, and we can share a few laughs. It wouldn't be until after Christmas, maybe early spring.

My Dearest Mary:



Thank you for sending all of the information to me regarding Keith AKA Kizzy. I am just leaving work and have finally been able to read everything you sent to me throughout the day today and finished the last one as I type this e-mail with tears running down my checks. I was so touched by everything I read about Kizzy/Keith. You are an incredible woman and write brilliantly. I felt as if I was there and could feel the love, the joy and the pain of all that you endured. There is not a day that does not go by that I do not think of him. His eyes would reach in and touch your soul, and his smile could light up the universe. I will never forget how we used to talk. He’d call me and say: "I don’t know Sunshine, I’m not sure what this PET Scan will sho.” He was walking in to UCLA when he said that to me. I’d phone him daily until the test results would come in, and that time he was ecstatic because everything was clear.

oh keith, growing up you were the big brother i never had. you dated all of my girlfriends (and i do mean all). i loved hanging out with you and i always trusted you. when i think of you, i remember eating saltine crackers with peanut butter and grape jelly at my kitchen table. you were fearless and always wore a big smile on your handsome face (you little devil). i have never met anyone who could be both so full of it and so sincere at the same time. you were comfortable in your own skin and you made others feel at ease with you. it makes me happy knowing you lived an adventurous life and remained true to yourself. you probably lived more in 42 years than most people live in their whole lives.

i send my deepest sympathy to your family. with much love, jill guzzi

Hello Ms. Norton: I just found out about Kizzy, it broke my heart. I met Kizzy last year when he was working for Jamal. We instantly became close, and I fell in love with his kind spirit and great big heart. Sometimes in life we meet someone who touches us like no one else does or ever will. Kiz had that affect on me. I called him when you were here and when he was in and out of the hospital. I heard so much about you I am sorry I never had the opportunity to meet you but for you to have raised such a beautiful son, I know his Mom has to be one unique lady. I know Kizzy is in a much better place now and he is watching over all of us. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. I am so sorry that I only just found out last evening when I called his cell phone and left a message. A very nice man called me back because he got my message and I do not remember his name, because I was devastated by what he told me. Kizzy used to call me Sunshine kazoo, I do no know where he came up with the name from but I will always cherish it. We used to have such deep conversations about life I wish you the best!!!



Warmest Regards, Rhonda







Rhonda L. Knisley



Director of Human Resources



Community & Mission Hospitals of Huntington Park, CA

Dear Mary -

I've been procrastinating writing an entry as I never feel my words can adequately express my true feelings but since others' wonderful comments have provided me with many smiles, happy memories and tears I felt compelled to share more joy about our good friend Keith.



Keith and I first met on a very rainy fall night when we were freshmen at Newton North High School. I remember that Sophia Hartog, Jodi Karger and I were driving home from a night out and Jodi spotted a guy from her English class walking with a hooded sweatshirt over his head in the pouring rain... so we stopped and offered him a ride. We were in my little silver Ford Fiesta which Keith always hated -- it was a stick shift and rattled. From that first night I met Keith we bacame friends quickly. He was so different from anyone that I had met before and I marveled at how he was so comfortable in his own skin. While I may not have realized it then, his ability to march to his own beat really impacted me as a person. He spent a lot of time at my home and both of my parents and sister really adored having him around -- we had no brothers. They were so sad to hear about his battle with cancer. My dad was recently reminding me about one of the times he came to the pool at the tennis club where we were members. Keith walked in to the pool area and proceeded to do a huge cannonball fully clothed (black converse high tops included) into the pool. Then there was the time he came to visit me at Northwestern in Chicago my Freshman year of college. He stayed at my sorority house (how we snuck him in I do not remember) but by the end of his visit 45 girls were in tears because he was leaving -- although I do think I was ready for him to leave since I was sure he'd wind up getting me expelled!



Keith was one of a kind. I feel so fortunate to have been his friend and while I regret not having seen him in so many years his friendship has remained one of the most special of my lifetime.



I will miss you Keith and I look forward to seeing you again and sharing a late night bag of chips and cheese dip and some good conversation.



All my love to Gregg, Mark, Mr. Norton and the rest of the family.

Liz Packer Fahey

although i had known him for a short period of time but I feel like I have known all of my life. He was such a pleasant person to be around. I am sure he is in a good place.

To Mary,



I just wanted to say that Kizzy was one of a kind and will be sadly missed in my heart. I met Kizzy 7 years ago, I had just moved to Los Angeles from Canada and he helped me find a place to live and get on my feet. He was generous, kind and a wonderful guide to big city for me. I will always remember his unique personality and kind soul. My condolences.

Dear Mary,







Last year, around Christmastime, I bumped into Rion Foley who told me that Keith had fallen ill again. I called Keith, and I let him know that my family was praying for him. He sounded as if he had the energy and focus to fight, but over the next few months, he seemed to be overcome. Because my father died very suddenly from cancer three years ago, I know the struggles that one can endure, so, I am in some ways relieved that Keith no longer has to live as he was. He was, importantly, in my prayers. At the school where I teach, we have a chapel, and on many occasions last year I prayed for Keith.







Although you may not know it, Keith and I spent a lot of time together as kids. I remember the first week that the Norton family moved in! Keith and Greg and I played baseball that week, and it was clear that I had met two fellow comedians! Through little league, the Boys Club, International League baseball, Newton North Lacrosse, and finally, while I was in college, through double dates, Keith and I hung around a lot. I always considered him one of my best friends.







Of course, time takes us in different directions, and I really cannot say for certain when I saw him last—it must be ten years. Regardless, my mom always asked about Keith and how he was doing, and I was constantly checking with Grego to find out how he was.







I write to tell you this as in some ways, Keith will always be with me, with my mom and sister, hanging out on the front porch, with Rion and David and Adam McKee and all of the other kids from Eddy Street and Parsons Street. He had a TON of spirit, and we all carry that with us in our adult lives.

Hello Ms. Norton: I just found out about Kizzy, it broke my heart. I met Kizzy last year when he was working for Jamal by the airport. We instantly became close and I fell in love with his kind spirit and great big heart. Sometimes in life we meet someone who touches us like no one else does or ever will. Kiz had that affect on me. I called him when you were here and when he was in and out of the hospital, I spoke with someone named Steph before when he was in the hospital. I heard so much about you I am sorry I never had the opportunity to meet you but for you to have raised such a beautiful son I know his Mom has to be one unique lady. I know Kizzy is in a much better place now and he is watching over all of us. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. I am so sorry that I only just found out last evening when I called his cell phone and left a message. A very nice man called me back because he got my message and I do not remember his name because I was devastated by what he told me. Kizzy used to call me Sunshine kazoo, I do no know where he came up with the name from but I will always cherish it. We used to have such deep conversations about life. He had stopped working there before I did and I left around March 2006. I wish you the best!!! Warmest Regards

Dear Keith,

Hey, I remember meeting you in acting class too! Hmm.. seems to be a pattern here.You were certainly my thrill and my motivation for getting through acting class! Never in my life had I ever seen a guy as gorgeous as you were on that very first day...

Our friendship lasted for 17 years - you jumped in and out of my life, always encouraging and supporting me. I will so miss those 2 hour conversations of us trying to come up with the next best idea.. I loved your fierce loyalty to your family and your friends. I loved your unique vision of life... And you know, you were always right about people. You didn't miss a beat. Your insight was incredible. I will miss you, my friend. But remember, I carry a little mark from you on my body forever - you are the only person on this planet that could have ever talked me into a tatoo!

My heartfelt sypathy to your amazing mother and your family,

I lost track of Keith many years ago-people go separate ways. But I remember Kieth's great sense of humor, sharp wit and generosity. A great guy with a huge heart.And a great athlelete as well. We will miss you Keith.

Mary,



I just want to extend my deepest sympathies to you for your great loss of your son Keith. I grew up just around the corner from you and went to Horace Mann, Day and Newton North with Keith. He was always such a character and great person, even at a very young age. My father coached us together in little league and would every so often bring up Keith's name in a warm remembrance kind of way. Keith even then was quite mischievous, but in such an endearing way that you couldn't help but love him. My father wouldn't bring up any other names from that team.



Any ways, I had lost touch with Keith for years after high school and had been living up in Portland Maine when my father called from Newton and said that Keith Norton had left a message for me on the answering machine (my parents are still in the same house on Randlett Park). I was pleasantly surprised and called Keith up. This must have been 2000-2001. We had a great time catching up and it was like we had never been apart. It was amazing to hear everything that Keith had done and was doing. This was when he was doing the Celebsites and I had just started working at an Internet start-up so we had lots to talk about. We had several more conversations around that time and then I soon moved back to the Boston area. Unfortunately, I had misplaced Keith's cell phone number (I didn't have a cell phone at that time for Keith to track me) and regrettably, we never spoke again. Believe me, I thought about calling him many times to see h ow he was doing and what he was up to but I had no way of getting a hold of him. Perhaps with a little more effort I could have tracked him down and I can't tell you how much it kills me now that I didn't . . .



It was my father who called me on Monday to tell me he had seen Keith's obituary in the Globe. I think it really affected him. I had no idea he had cancer. It has really hit me hard. Reading the guest book online has been very emotional, difficult, yet inspiring. It is amazing the impact that Keith has made on so many people and what an incredible and unique person he was. It was just as obvious that you were an amazing mother and source of strength and support and an example for not only Keith but for so many others. I just wish I had reconnected again with Keith and had known about his illness and long battle so that I could have added my support to his cause. I wish I could have been there with him, but I will be with him in spirit and we will eventually meet again. . Although I may have missed my chance to support Keith in his life on earth, I want to extend my support, sympathy and anything else I can to you and the rest of your f amily. You more than deserve it.



Warmest Regards,

George

Dear Mary,

My thoughts and prayers are with you and it is my hope that you endure these days of loss and arrive at a place of peace.

Keith suffered the agony of Sarcoma, but you, Mary, were there to walk him through the pain. Your very special love guided and encouraged him in his final days.

In spirit Keith will always be with us. You raised him to be a loving, thoughtful Son, Brother, Uncle and Friend. You gave him the tools to deal with the many challenges in life and, as you said, he did it his way. I think that is so very awesome!

My thoughts are also with your family.

Love, Marcia

Dear Kizzy,

You will forever be alive in my heart. Your body may have tired but your soul is still alive and the memory of our lives together still lives strong. We shared so much together. We moved liked gypsys from Queens Road to Burton Way to Palm Springs and back. Our trip to Cabo with Rebecca & Rich when you fell off the jet ski or the time in Cancun with Mary & Lauren being stopped by the Federallies I will never forget. We laughed and never cried. You never sweat the small stuff and you lived life large. The greatest gift you ever gave to me was your mother. She became a mother and a friend to me and to this day I will cherish that with all of my heart. I will always love you. My heart goes out to the entire Norton family.

Mary, Frank, Mark and Greg,



So sorry to hear about Keiths passing. I will always remember the perpetual smile on his face and the perpertual (but never mean spirited) mischief. He was a character.



My condolences.

I accept eternal life, oneness with God, freedom, peace and love for Keith, his family and friends.

As we turn within to our inner most sanctuary of the most high where God resides in us. I recognize that God is all there is, everywhere present in its fullness right here and right now. God is. God is eternal and everlasting. Infinite in nature. It was never born and will never die. God is the same yesterday today and tommorrow. This amazing power that created the universe and everything in it. Every person, plant and rock. Every planet. moon and star. All that we can see and can't see. God is love. Unconditional love. God is peace. The peace that passes all understanding. God is perfection and order. Everything is working together for the highest good of all concerned. And as I know God is everywhere, I know that God is right where I am in its fullness. God is closer to me than hands and feet and nearer than my breath. God is living it's life and expressing itself through me right here and right now. I know this is true for me and it is true for this magnificent spiritual being known as Keith. There is a part of Keith which was never born and will never die. It is the eternal nature of God. And as I know there is no death in God, I know there is no death in Keith. I know the the Caterpillar transforms his appearance to that which is earthbound to that which flies free and unrestricted I know that same for Keith. There is no death in God. There is just Life and more Life. As the flowers drops its petals on the ground and turns to nutrients and grows more flower. The leaves fall from the tree but they always come back. Life cannot be destroyed its just changes. Just as we change clothes it is the same for our human bodies. We transcend the mortal coil and pierce the veil of illusion that we are more than our bodies, we are pure spirit temporarily being housed in our wonderful bodies. I accept this truth for Kieth, his mother, father, brothers family and friends. We are all one in God, one heart, one love, one peace. Keith his family and friends are divinely guided and directed every step of their journey. I claim an easy graceful transition for Keith as he leaves his earthly body and acclimates himself into the next dimension. I am so grateful to know the truth about God and about Keith. I am grateful for this prayer and power of spirit that makes Keith's way clean clear and unobstructed. I give thanks for the opportunity to speak and write this prayer. I'm so thankful to know Keith's is living his purpose and is giving his gifts to us even now. I release this prayer into the divine action of the law and I know it cannot return to void. and we all say and so it is . Amen.

Dearest Keith, Remember when we met? It was our first acting class in LA. Little did I know that you persuaded the teacher to give us a scene together. Pretty soon you moved in with me and we became "partners in crime". You didn't have a car and used to ride me on the back of you bicycle to family fitness center where you worked as a trainer. Everyday, we'd get up, ride your bike to roxbury park and run at least an hour. We both were in pretty good shape then. We spent so much quality time together. I loved having a willing participant to eat all my vegetarian cooking. You were so sympathethic to why I didn't eat "anything that ever had a face on it" that you became a vegetarian. We were so close. You even fainted when you were wheel-charing out of the doctors office once. You cracked me up dancing every weekend. People would stop and just watch you. No one could dance like that!! Thanks for the great memories. I wished I could be like you. So confident, so unique, nothing scared you. You were a great boyfriend you always aimed to please and you did. I love you with all my heart. It's amazing what you've done with your life. The legacy you left behind. God love your mother, Mary, for her undying love and devotion. I can see where you get you loving heart and courage. I'm so grateful to have spent more quality time with you and your mother in those last months. I will always cherish my memories of us. Check out the photo I submitted in the photo album of me, you and your mother all meeting for the first time and then having dinner at Spago. Love and kisses, Meg

Kizzy:



I just wanted to say you will be surely missed. Just to relay a little story, my father was diagnosed with lung and liver cancer about 3 years ago. I was in Vegas with Von, Kizzy and Joey Gunns and although I had only met Kizzy a couple of times before and didn't know him VERY well, he contacted an acquaintance, who had some pull at Dana Farber, who Kizzy offered to give a second opinion on my father's case. We had a few more adventures on that trip to Vegas but that gesture of kindness is what I'll remember most about Kiz.

My father passed last November and I prayed to him that he leave a seat open at his poker table for a few games and to figure out how to get the Red Sox back in the playoffs. Love you bro!



ROMEO

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998-2006

Kizzy,



So many great memories together in LV. I'll miss those beauitful eyes, big smile and the triple X size heart you carried around and shared with others. In my prayers, I'm hoping you've already met my brother and nephew, who recently got called up to heaven. Sending my condolences to the family. Look forward to seeing you again, so save me a spot. Lots of love, Janelle

Dear Keith, your missed, however i am sure you are in heaven. Thank you for all the small talks we had about my mother that also had cancer and now she is in heaven and when i transent from this body i will see her and you in heaven. My deepest sympathy to you Mary and the rest of all the Norton family. May our Creator's blissings be always with you...Donatella Issari/Farmers Ins.

Keith was always such a nice person. I remember the 3 boys attending Newton Boy's Club and the Boy's Club Camp. They were always good athletes and real good people. I have not seen Keith in many years although he was always really nice whenever you ran into him. Sorry for your loss. By reading these tributes I see he was still as popular as always!! Regards to Mark & Greg.

Kizz,



It's so hard to believe you're gone...I was so touched by your positive attitude through this transition. You were so stoic. You never cried, complained, nor said “why me.” There was no fear...you accepted your new home in heaven and had peace in your soul with the comfort that God would be there to meet you. Your strength and courage will always continue to be an inspiration to myself and the many others that love you.



I was always so taken back by your brilliant mind...so quick, so jam packed with facts, with numbers...its unbelievable. No matter what subject is brought up in conversation, or on TV, you knew “the dirt,” the history behind it. You retained everything. I learned so much, and all with a smile on my face, cause you are just so entertaining. Your passion, zest for life, and your sense of humor is nothing short of infectious. You grabbed life by its wings and flew...You made it a party, and I’m sure it continues up there as you stand holding a cup filled with ice and Mountain Dew.



Kizz, you stole my heart in a way I never expected. Needless to say, I miss you terribly. And though I regret so much time had passed before we reconnected a few years ago, I feel so blessed to have been with you these past months through your journey into the next life. I will miss you always ~ save me a seat...Until we meet again...



Love, Steph

Kizzy, I miss you. Reading the Guest book made me laugh and cry. Laugh because I finally found out everybodys real name. Cry because everybody thought you were just as funny as I thought you were. Kizzy your SOLID. You always had time for every friend. You are an old soul without a selfish bone in your body. I almost think that maybe you knew you would go early because you never got hung up on the small stuff,life to you wasn't about soul searching.Down here you were well aware of who you were and busy living life to it's fullest. Life to you was a great craps game, everybody cheering and in sync. Pressing, Hardways, Backing it up. WOW I'll miss you. I'll always be your Kitty.

Love ya, BLUE EYES

My deepest sympathy to the Norton Family.I went to Horace Mann, Day Jr and Newton North with Keith. He was a great guy and made everyone laugh.It sounds like he continued to do that his whole life too! He will be missed.

HOW LUCKY WE ALL WERE TO HAVE KNOWN KIZZY. I HAD SO VERY MANY FUNNY AND ENDEARING TELEPHONE CONVERSATIONS WITH HIM. HE WILL BE MISSED BY ALL OF US. HE FOUGHT A COURAGEOUS BATTLE AND WILL ALWAYS BE AN INSPIRATION TO ME PERSONALLY. MY LOVE TO MARY AND HER FAMILY.

Kiz,

I miss you every day. Still can't believe you are gone. I want to think of this as one of your excursions to Miami, NY or Vegas, and with the next season, you will be back in LA. While it may take a little longer to see you again, I know you are getting that place "wired" for all of us. You were my sherpa in life, and the brother I never had. I will never forget you.

Love, Grid

To Mary and Family:

My prayers are with you all at this difficult time.

Mary, Keith fought a long hard battle and he did it with you by his side. You gave him the comfort and the security that he needed to move on to the other side. It is clear that there is no bond as great as that between a mother and her son.

Millions of Kids and adults would give everything to have a mother like you. You are the Personification of a true mother.

Ten years ago I had the pleasure to meet Keith on a golf course in Palm Springs. By a fluke, I ran into him again, on another golf course on the same day, right outside my house. What's weird is that my house is ten miles from the first golf course and there are over a hundred golf courses in a ten square mile radius in the Palm Springs Area. A stroke of luck.....Go figure?

Keith, I was blessed by having you in my life. Your ablility to think outside the paradigm always facinated me. The endless number of friends from all walks of life showed how unique you really were.

Thank you for the memories and your friendship.

I have the confidence now that their will be Hocky, baseball, basketball, golf, lacrosse, and much more in heaven. Get it ready!

Love,

Brian Weinmann and Family

A.K.A. Madd Dogg/ Cruise

Keith,

I will never forget how you were there for me in my times of need, even if it was just by taking me to a movie or for a long ride in the car. Thank you for giving me a chance to be your friend. I truly miss your Pai Gow lessons and our movie debates...though you tried to set me straight you know I love the ones that don't do so well at the box office! I will remember you always. May you rest in peace. Love,

My Sweet Friend,

You will be missed by so many, loved by more than you could ever know. Your kindness, friendship, sense of humor, and endless days and nights when you first moved to L.A. (twenty some years ago) with so many of us. In my heart and soul forever. Say hi to my mom for me....(she'll take good care of you)...and remember what a great cook she was!!!!! We'll all take good care of your mom. (even from L.A.) You're one in a million.

Goodnight, old blue eyes. I will cherish our memories forever. Mary, you're a wonderful mom, you should be so proud to have been Kizzy's mom. We're all sending you love and good thoughts too.

with much love,

Aim and family

No bond is as great as that between a parent and child. Our deepest condolences are with you as you grieve.

Keith, may you rest in peace. I will keep your mother, Mary, and your family in my thoughts and prayers.

Condolences to Mary and family we have keept Keith in prayer and now commit him to God's care.

Kizzy we meet in '85 u were a kid, a good looking smart, witty, sharp kid. We had some of the best times life had to offer. From working out to playing B ball at Roxbury, dating a mother and daughter combo, trips to Vegas... Just hanging. We had fun and Laughed and just enjoyed a friendship. You were special Kiz and everybody knew it. You got to see my son Jack born. I met your Family, your wonderful Mom and Dad. We come from the same stock Kiz. We were always and will always remain Family. I love kid I miss you and your great love of life...not to mention your talent to nick name everyone and make them all feel important. I'll seeu when I seeu Kizzy, hopefully it won't be for a while.

love and Hugs Joe "The jet" Cortese

Keith had a star over his head his entire life, no one ever made us laugh harder. He was a loyal and true person, who inspired those around him with his bravery. It is a relief to know he is no longer suffering, but he will always be missed.

Kiz

It's just not the same with out you. I miss you a ton, but feel lucky to have you as one of my best friends for the past 13 years. You've left and touched many people.

Guns

My deepest condolences and sympathy to the Norton family.



I remember our fist time meeting Kizzy. After our meeting with Kizzy in LA.,we had a great dinner and he drove us around Bel-Air describing the many homes of the rich and famous. He was always very hospitable, generous and one of the good guys.



Kizzy it was a pleasure to have made your acquaintance in this lifetime. May you rest in peace my friend. You will truely be missed.

Dear Magic Mary, Pops, Brothers and Family:

Unnatural and unfair as it always is, death comes to us all. His stoicism was inspring and it made me proud. I will miss him. Mary, I will forever admire your strength and courage in the face of this tragedy.

Godspeed Keither. We will always keep you in our hearts.



Love, Chip and Michal

Our deepest sympathy is with you. One of life's most difficult things is to have to lose a child before it is time. Our thoughts are with you.

Hey Kiz, I know you are being taken good care of up there. Les, told me he told a couple of friends who preceeded you there to look after you and show you around. I did the same and asked my dad to check on you. See you when I get there. Love, Joe D.

As my mom, Mrs. McCarthy would say, Keith is always welcome in our house!



It seems like years since I saw Keith, but the memories of our growing up together will always remain--games and laughs with Rion and Adam and Dave; little league and the Boys Club and International Baseball with Greg, too; Newton North Lacrosse and last, our double dates when I came back from college. Even with Keith gone, his spirit is with me, his ability to make me smile at anything, anytime, and his kindness to me and my family.



Hello to Greg and Mark and Mrs. Norton and FX!



Peace





Eddie McCarthy

Dear Keith,



Now that you are no longer with me in this world, you will still always have a place in my heart. Your bravery, strength, courage and faith that you displayed throughout your illness gave me so much heartfelt pride. All the joy and laughter you brought, both during sickness and in health, made me feel blessed to be your Mother.



Your generosity to me and to other family members, by sharing in whatever good fortunes came your way, is exemplified by the many gifts you have bestowed over the years. I can remember all the holiday restaurant gatherings you graciously hosted, even from 2500 miles away, for me, all your aunts, cousins, sister-in-laws, nieces and nephews. They were the highlight of my Xmas seasons.



During my many visits to the West Coast, your introducing me to the L.A. and Las Vegas action and to your variety of friends was always a thrill. You knew how to show me a good time and never failed.



Also, it was exciting to hear about all your business ventures throughout the years , and I was always eager to get your calls, no matter what time of day or night, to hear of their developments. Some efforts were a success and some didn't reach your expectations, but it was comforting for me to know that you still had so many loyal friends who loved and cared about you, which relieved me of much of the worry and stress of your being so far away,



I admired how you managed to cram so much adventure and thrills into your abbreviated time on earth--so much more than most beings could ever achieve in a normal life span. As the song goes: "I did it my way." Well you certainly did, and good for you!



I will always miss being with you, hearing your voice and laught, but our shared memories will never be forgotten, as someone that has been so much a part of me will never really be gone.



I have now entrusted you to God who will take over where I left off. I am certain that you are in good hands and are finally in peace, but I am looking forward to someday being again by your side.



Love, Mom

Dear Mary,



I am so sorry for your loss. May God grant you

His peace and understanding. My prayers go with you.

Jim

Im sure in the last two weeks or so in your heavenly kingdom, you must have asked the Expert... "how can man cure this dreadful disease"? He's got the answer... and Keith, if your not too busy, tell Our Almighty Creator, that the human mind is quite finite and that we need His help!! Maybe you can send your Mom an e-mail with the answer!! We'll know where to reach you, you must be at heavenlykingdomcom

I am so saddened by the news of Keith's passing. Though we have not been in contact for over 15 years he was such an important part of my life. I am always surprised at how often thoughts of Keith will pop into my everyday life and always make me smile. I wish we had kept in touch.

I hope you found love and

happiness in your life. I know

you were loved by many and will

be so greatly missed.



Mary, thank you for your phone calls and I hope to speak to

you again.



Frank, Cheryl, Mark, and Gregg,

I have so many memories of you.

My condolences to you all.



With fond memories,

Bridget (Baker) Schofield

Keith taught me a lot about life.. a LOT... how to enjoy it most of all. I can safely say that I'll think of him everyday for the rest of my life. He'll be missed and remembered. He lives on in everyone he knew and met. There was never anyone like him and there never will be, that sounds like a cliche but if you knew Keith then you know this to be true.

Mu Uncle was my role model and another Father for me. I feel he touched our hearts, and we won't forget him. We shouldn't remember him as suffering, but we should remember him as a happy, non-complaining, loving, caring, and full of love.



I can't physically see him, but I feel him in my mind, soul and in my heart.



He is in a better place, so we should feel relief for that. He will no longer suffer the war with Sarcomo. He is now a Guardian Angel to us all, and he will remain with us in spirit, mind, body, soul, and heart.



God bless his sould and God bless us all.



He was proud of me and said: "I have high expectations for you. You are like this because your Mom and Dad raised you with love."

Francis Norton (Wilmington, MA)

Dear Keith,



Now that you are no longer with me, in this world, you will still always have a place in my heart. Your bravery, strength, courage and faith that you displayed throughout your illness gave me so much heartfelt pride. All the joy and laughter you brought, both during sickness and in health, made me feel blessed to be your Mother.



Your generosity to me and to other family members, by sharing in whatever good fortunes came your way, is exemplified by the many gifts you have bestowed over the years. I can remember all the holiday restaurant gatherings you graciously hosted, even from 2500 miles away, for me, all your aunts, cousins, sister-in-laws, nieces and nephews. They were the highlight of my Xmas season.



During my many visits to the West Coast, your introducing me to the L.A. and Las Vegas action and to your variety of friends was always a thrill. You knew how to show me a good time and never failed.



Also, it was exciting to hear about all your business ventures throughout the years , and I was always eager to get your calls, no matter what time of day or night, to hear of their developments. Some efforts were a success and some didn't reach your expectations, but it was comforting for me to know that you still had so many loyal friends who loved and cared about you, which relieved me of much of the worry and stress of your being so far away,



I admired how you managed to cram so much adventure and thrills into your abbreviated time on earth--so much more than most beings could ever achieve in a normal life span. As the song goes: "I did it my way." Well you certainly did, and good for you!



I will always miss being with you, hearing your voice and laugh, but our shared memories will never be forgotten, as someone that has been so much a part of me will never really be gone.



I have now entrusted you to God who will take over where I left off. I am certain that you are in good hands and are finally in peace, but I am looking forward to someday being again by your side.



Love, Mom