Keith Clarion Crider

This is a sad time, realizing that Uncle Keith is gone. Miss him already. But I am so thankful for the many memories with him and the Crider family in Iowa every summer. Uncle Keith was always smiling, always joking around, and mostly, always kind and patient with his then very little niece Veeegie Anne, as he called me. I was so lucky in those early years, getting to cheer him and Uncle Kenny on at the baseball games, and yes, even getting taught how to play at the age of 6. Uncle Keith, there are no words to thank you for all you did for me over the past 50+ years -- mentoring, supporting, and always being there. You helped mold me in all the right ways.