Right on, Brad.  Yep, Keith is a peach of a fellow, too, haw.  He's 49 years
old and still has long hair.  Builds houses, well, he is a framer, for a
living.  works a lot with druggies and x cons.  He was a hippy in the
seventies before getting born again and used to smuggle dope into Colorado
state prison to his drug buddies.  He did so much cocaine back in those
days, he never got over it physically speaking.  He is over, or about, six
feet and the skinniest person I've seen in a long time.  He is one of the
most solid Christians I know and a good friend.  Nobody loves the Lord more
than Keith.  Yet he knows suffering and loss but he definitely is a great
man of God.  We both have made a covenant or sorts with each others that has
lasted many years.  If one of us strays from the Lord for any reason, the
other is supposed to come after the other and bring them back no matter what
it takes.  Additionally, the same goes for death.  If one dies unexpectedly,
the other has promised to go and pray until they are raised from the dead or
until God tells them why it happened.  Weird, I know, but friendship made of
gold.

Phil.