<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:22:28.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dale Wayne Keith</title><subtitle type='html'>March 14, 1943 - June 28, 2008</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-8096137833501363113</id><published>2009-06-04T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:49:48.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday, March 14th, Dale's birthday, was spent with close family members in a private celebration of Dale's life in one of his favorite places on God's Earth - the Galiuro Mountains near Mammoth, AZ.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful words were spoken, prayers were said, tears fell and laughter was heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f5459334d4445334d773d3d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Resting Place" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f5459334d4445334d773d3d0d0a.jpg" width="386" height="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" width="386" height="46" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dale Keith: In Remembrance &lt;/strong&gt;by Chris Potts&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, watching him, I thought what a great detective he would have made. People just loved to visit with him, and they’d tell him things – things, sometimes they really hadn’t &lt;em&gt;meant&lt;/em&gt; to tell him, or probably anyone else. Friends, strangers, neighbors, waitresses, cabdrivers … they all seemed to understand that he’d guard the secret, sense the urgency, catch the subtext, recognize the truth. And, of course, pray for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all wanted Dale praying for us. Somehow, you kind of had the feeling his prayers went to the front of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was, always, so uncannily good with people. Any age, any race, any background. Pick a continent (Africa, Australia, Europe, North or South America); name an environment (a church aisle, a crowded plane, a country road, a banquet, a backyard, a bedside) and there he was, listening, hugging, sharing the Gospel simply and earnestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thrived on his calling. Couldn’t sit still if his life depended on it. A dozen times, I sat beside him on 10-hour plane flights to Brazil … only, he rarely sat down. Before we landed, he’d know half the people on the plane – including those who didn’t speak English – having chatted or shown them pictures or prayed with them or led them to the Lord, between the cat-naps and the cabin service, somewhere over the Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brazilians called him “the American who doesn’t act like an American.” It was the highest praise they could give the man who dropped out of the sky, every other year or so, to spend a few crowded days folding his long, lanky frame into and out of some pastor’s tiny car, striding boldly into mansions and hovels, schoolrooms and jail cells, sickrooms and the mayor’s office – spreading goodwill, fingering his way through the EvangeCube, and, more often than not, making a convert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God anointed his efforts. Once, in a room of about 100 Brazilians, 98 came forward as Dale offered the invitation. Another night, his own translator turned around, at the altar call, to ask if she could invite Jesus into her heart, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was such a cheerful, gracious evangelist that it was easy to miss how bold he was – blunt, even, if he thought someone was lying to themselves, or him, or God. And if someone tried to block the Gospel, or acted to dishonor God or His church, the easy smile would evaporate, and those warm eyes would suddenly blaze with a fire that unnerved those who’d misread his manners for meekness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, of course, it also takes a certain boldness to keep walking up and throwing your arms around everyone you meet. There just didn’t seem to be anyone Dale couldn’t envelop, even in countries where hugging isn’t the cultural norm. It was the Dale norm, and the world seemed to give him a pass on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think we gave ourselves a pass, too. It was awfully easy, when Dale was on staff to take advantage of the blessing … to indulge the luxury of having someone around who would smile and hug the visitors and strangers, chat up the old folks, give a ride to the stranded, speak Spanish and move easily among those of other cultures, show up whether anyone else did or not, visit the sick and the shut-ins and share Christ at every turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like being on a ball team with one of those great, all-around players. Terrific asset, but a struggling team can lean hard on that one player’s reputation. And then, one day, he was gone – traded, overnight – and suddenly, it was a little more clear than it had been how much goes into making a church a church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love like his – for God, for people, for life – is so rare. Like all the best ones, he left us wanting more. More, not just of Dale, but of the God who enlivened and indwelled and inspired him with a purity and consistency we don’t always see, often enough, in each other. Dale was, we knew, the Christian who didn’t act like a Christian … he acted like Christ. And we cherished the reminder that some people still take their Father’s business seriously, and are content, like His Son, to go about doing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days from the end, he was telling me about an illustration he heard once, comparing death to the sailing of an ocean liner. Everyone crowds down to the dock to say goodbye, smiling, teary, and the ship pulls away, growing smaller and smaller on the horizon until someone, watching, finally says, “It’s gone.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, the ship isn’t gone. It’s merely slipped to the far side of that horizon, bound for another dock, where other friends are eagerly waiting for a wonderful reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who still haven’t made the voyage, the ship seems to fade and vanish. But, in fact, Dale said, that isn’t true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The ship,” he said, “is in no way diminished by the journey.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he looked at me, and grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day or two later, he woke up, eyes wide, from a restless sleep, wiggling all over with excitement. “Oh,” he told his wife, Millie in a voice hushed with wonder, “Heaven is filled with such &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt; things! And you’re going to see them!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we will. One of them will be that grin, waiting on the dock, and those arms, wide and waiting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-8096137833501363113?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/8096137833501363113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=8096137833501363113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/8096137833501363113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/8096137833501363113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-rest.html' title='At Rest'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-3127363646200997027</id><published>2008-07-10T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T18:20:31.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!</title><content type='html'>To our family, our church family, our dearest and oldest and closest of friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Dale so often said, "God is good!" We are so blessed that God allowed us to be a part of such a loving and caring "Family".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to say "Thank you" does not seem adequate. We truly appreciate all the love, prayers, encouragement and support during this most difficult time in our lives. We love you, The Dale Keith Family (Millie, Gene, Rebecca &amp;amp; Cliff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to thank you all so much for your comforting words, messages, cards, letters, phone calls and visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank you for the gifts of flowers and food and your company, and a special thank you for your generous gifts. I have placed your donations in the ‘Dale Keith Mission Fund.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of his memorial service Dale requested that an offering be received and designated for the mission fund of the church. Our family was truly honored when the Mission Committee announced that going forward the fund will be named the &lt;strong&gt;‘Dale Keith Mission Fund’&lt;/strong&gt;. This fund will be used exclusively for mission projects sponsored by our church. A few examples are: new church starts; mission trips such as Grace Medical Mission (twice each year a medical team travels to Guatemala) and Hurricane Katrina (help with cleanup efforts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donations can be made to this memorial fund and can be made payable to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Baptist Church Sun City&lt;br /&gt;Attn: Dale Keith Mission Fund&lt;br /&gt;11019 W. Peoria Ave.&lt;br /&gt;Sun City, AZ 85351&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Please check back for an update as we try to post some video taken during the memorial service for those that were not able to come in person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-3127363646200997027?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/3127363646200997027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=3127363646200997027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/3127363646200997027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/3127363646200997027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/07/dale-keith-mission-fund.html' title='Thank you!'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-3311972464286250583</id><published>2008-06-29T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:17:53.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reverend Dale Keith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGhWZSO_JoI/AAAAAAAAADs/MmwD89XFaMg/s1600-h/Dale.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217515160700135042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="113" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGhWZSO_JoI/AAAAAAAAADs/MmwD89XFaMg/s320/Dale.JPG" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = v /&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;v:path connecttype="rect" gradientshapeok="t" extrusionok="f"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" ext="edit"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata title="HPIM2183" cropright="44617f" cropleft="6855f" cropbottom="35855f" croptop="6764f" src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\cliff\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = w /&gt;&lt;w:wrap type="through"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rev. Dale Wayne Keith, pastor and missionary, passed away June 28 at his home in Sun City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/w:wrap&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;v:path connecttype="rect" gradientshapeok="t" extrusionok="f"&gt;&lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" ext="edit"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata title="HPIM2183" cropright="44617f" cropleft="6855f" cropbottom="35855f" croptop="6764f" src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\cliff\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;w:wrap type="through"&gt;&lt;/w:wrap&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;v:path connecttype="rect" gradientshapeok="t" extrusionok="f"&gt;&lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" ext="edit"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata title="HPIM2183" cropright="44617f" cropleft="6855f" cropbottom="35855f" croptop="6764f" src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\cliff\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;w:wrap type="through"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Born March 14, 1943, Rev. Keith was the second of five children born to Gollie and Maudie Keith of Tiptonville, Tennessee. Two of his siblings, Ted and Nellie, preceded him in death. He is survived by his wife, Mildred; his children, Gene, Becca, and Cliff; his siblings, Dennis and Betty; many nieces and nephews; and nine grandchildren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/w:wrap&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He was working as a journeyman machinist at Magma Copper in San Manuel in 1976, when he was called to the Gospel ministry. He went on to serve as pastor or associate at Mt. Vernon Baptist Church in Benton, Arkansas; First Southern Baptist in Mammoth, Arizona; First Southern Baptist of Phoenix; First Baptist Church of Apache Junction; and First Baptist Church of Sun City, where he was serving at the time of his death. He also ministered the love of God faithfully on mission fields all over the world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Shortly before his death, he looked up and said, “Let it be recorded: Dale Keith finished strong.” The record – both here and in the hearts of the many thousands blessed by his selfless service of Jesus Christ – shows exactly that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Memorial services will be held on Saturday, July 5, at 10:30 AM at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;First Baptist Church of Sun City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;11019 W. Peoria Ave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sun City, AZ 85351&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;amp;q=11019+W.+Peoria+Ave.,+Sun+City,+AZ+85351&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=geocode_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=image"&gt;For Directions: Please click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-3311972464286250583?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/3311972464286250583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=3311972464286250583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/3311972464286250583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/3311972464286250583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/reverend-dale-keith.html' title='Reverend Dale Keith'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGhWZSO_JoI/AAAAAAAAADs/MmwD89XFaMg/s72-c/Dale.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-4810059110428683622</id><published>2008-06-28T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T14:41:09.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You are my Sunshine"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGaum0nY65I/AAAAAAAAADU/xcyDXS9bhrk/s1600-h/HPIM2939_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217049200337415058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGaum0nY65I/AAAAAAAAADU/xcyDXS9bhrk/s320/HPIM2939_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let it be recorded: Dale Keith finished strong" Dad said this to us just a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale Keith has gone to be with the Lord on this day, June 28th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-4810059110428683622?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4810059110428683622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=4810059110428683622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/4810059110428683622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/4810059110428683622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-my-sunshine-let-it-be-recorded.html' title=''/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGaum0nY65I/AAAAAAAAADU/xcyDXS9bhrk/s72-c/HPIM2939_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-4129347755233146332</id><published>2008-06-27T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:33:43.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday June 27, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGWwwbaSEsI/AAAAAAAAADM/WWsWiUZ-MN4/s1600-h/HPIM2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216770089416790722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGWwwbaSEsI/AAAAAAAAADM/WWsWiUZ-MN4/s320/HPIM2735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dale slept peacefully much of today (in between resting spells).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has often told stories of beautiful vistas he has imagined and been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; to see come to life in faraway places like Australia and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scotland&lt;/span&gt;; some as close as the valley and mountains where he grew up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has travelled far these past few days to revisit favorite and familiar places. I think he may be traveling even further and seeing more beautiful places than we can ever imagine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprises&lt;/span&gt; for him yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-4129347755233146332?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4129347755233146332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=4129347755233146332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/4129347755233146332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/4129347755233146332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-june-27-2008.html' title='Friday June 27, 2008'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGWwwbaSEsI/AAAAAAAAADM/WWsWiUZ-MN4/s72-c/HPIM2735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-5719821115267856497</id><published>2008-06-26T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:54:27.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, June 26th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGRosB66oXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9NIdiiZyQgI/s1600-h/RealComfort090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216409374040957298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGRosB66oXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9NIdiiZyQgI/s320/RealComfort090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The medications are keeping Dale just near the surface of consciousness and are beginning to make some adjustments in his time schedule. He was awake and talked with Mom for a couple of hours in the night and is sleeping and waking in irregular patterns right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately, he hasn't had to increase the pain medications in the past few days, and he has been much more comfortable and has not complained of pain at all for the past couple days. He is continuing to grow weaker and was not able to come out of the bed today. He becomes very dizzy and disoriented just sitting up for a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGRo1IAXQ1I/AAAAAAAAADE/vzv_1kV8CLM/s1600-h/img012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216409530293240658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGRo1IAXQ1I/AAAAAAAAADE/vzv_1kV8CLM/s320/img012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while Dad was resting in bed he said to me and Mom, "God can give us miracles. The way to get a miracle is to ask God."&lt;br /&gt;"That's right!" we both agreed.&lt;br /&gt;"So why don't you go ahead and ask? " he said.&lt;br /&gt;So we did. We all held and hands and Mom prayed and acknowledged that only God has the power to give us a miracle, and acknowledged that God has a plan for Dale, as he does for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God's will be done!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-5719821115267856497?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5719821115267856497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=5719821115267856497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/5719821115267856497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/5719821115267856497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/thursday-june-26th.html' title='Thursday, June 26th'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGRosB66oXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9NIdiiZyQgI/s72-c/RealComfort090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-8597694103495261968</id><published>2008-06-25T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:46:15.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, June 25th</title><content type='html'>Dale had a restful day, he spent most of today in bed and came out for about half an hour. When he was up he was still doing quite a bit of mental "work" and revisiting a lot of places he's been and friends he's met over the years. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sat up for a while and had a little something to eat. It speaks volumes for his dedication to Millie; even when he is feeling tired or worn down, he would do anything for her. Anything that she asks of him, he does without hesitation, as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We read all your emails and cards (including the blog comments) to Dale today. Your words, thoughts and prayers lift us all and bouy us through this time. Dale smiles when names are mentioned and we know the rememberances are racing through his mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This photo is from last Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216030802326422146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGMQYQYpgoI/AAAAAAAAACk/CVb_FfBYrpU/s320/Dale,+Millie+and+Becca.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-8597694103495261968?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/8597694103495261968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=8597694103495261968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/8597694103495261968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/8597694103495261968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/wednesday-june-25th.html' title='Wednesday, June 25th'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGMQYQYpgoI/AAAAAAAAACk/CVb_FfBYrpU/s72-c/Dale,+Millie+and+Becca.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-6042060412494161726</id><published>2008-06-24T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:19:50.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, June 24th</title><content type='html'>Dale had the most restful night since he's been home from the hospital. He woke up ready to go make a sandwich and go to work. But when he tried to get up he got very sick and had a lot of nausea, and that took his energy away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his scheduled meds he slept most of the day. His spirit is strong while his body is weaker. Today he asked us if we had made our decision. I asked him if he had made a decision and he said, "I made my decision a long time ago! Heaven!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's hard to describe in words, but Dad spent a lot of time today "working". He was busy in his mind today, working like he has always done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215681428889189522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGHSoC6KvJI/AAAAAAAAACE/UyCxz0Zh9Zw/s320/img009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chopping firewood in Colorado ( late 70's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-6042060412494161726?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6042060412494161726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=6042060412494161726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/6042060412494161726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/6042060412494161726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/tuesday-june-24th.html' title='Tuesday, June 24th'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGHSoC6KvJI/AAAAAAAAACE/UyCxz0Zh9Zw/s72-c/img009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-5217293285567298630</id><published>2008-06-23T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:12:54.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good!</title><content type='html'>Dale had a pretty peaceful day today. He did rest more and seemed to be more himself. He came into the livingroom this evening to hear us read to him the cards, e-mails and messages that have been coming in. He even gave us a story or two tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a difficult last couple of days with some confusion possibly caused by the pain medication but he is expressing his feelings pretty well tonight. He said for us to tell you all that he loves you all so much. He also said to tell you that he is praying for you all, and I believe it! He seems to be praising God and praying often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people are calling or e-mailing asking what can they do. I believe the most powerful thing anyone can do right now is PRAY. Thank you all for your prayers, it is a great source of strength for our family. Please continue to lift us up to the Lord. We need calm in the midst of our storm and we need strength to carry on through this journey. Jesus has the power to calm the storms and we know that He is our strength. Thank you again for your continuous prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The Dale Keith Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215311200531689106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGCB56zOrpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/37Xyk15c1Lc/s320/Ark+1976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This picture was taken in 1976&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-5217293285567298630?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/5217293285567298630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=5217293285567298630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/5217293285567298630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/5217293285567298630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-is-good.html' title='God is good!'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SGCB56zOrpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/37Xyk15c1Lc/s72-c/Ark+1976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-2971311683444725225</id><published>2008-06-22T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:33:16.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, June 22nd</title><content type='html'>This has probably been the longest Dad has gone in his life without attending Sunday Services. It has been three Sundays now. Becca read Dad a Sunday School lesson this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been struggling with trying to communicate with us, today. This has been the tradeoff for keeping the pain under control, and the side effect he is experiencing is confusion and frustration. He has moments of clarity, though, when he'll speak to us and he has not stopped praising God. Not for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He woke Mom up last night and wanted to pray. He thanked God for saving his soul in Vacation Bible School when he was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a long and emotional day but we are all grateful we could spend it with Dad, and we are all keeping our focus on the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little note about the map on the side bar.  If you click on it, you will see all of the locations people are viewing Dad's Blog.  Lots of people around this world love him and are praying for him, just like we are!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-2971311683444725225?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/2971311683444725225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=2971311683444725225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/2971311683444725225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/2971311683444725225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-june-22nd.html' title='Sunday, June 22nd'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-8700714090591581219</id><published>2008-06-21T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:22:35.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, June 21</title><content type='html'>Today Dad's body continued to try to adjust to the new dosage of pain medications. Although it is mostly helping to keep the pain away, he is sleeping more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past couple of days when awake, he made mention of specific names of people he knows. We asked him about the people he mentioned and he said "they are praying for me." Then he smiled... The most amazing thing happened. Yesterday &amp;amp; again today he just mentioned the names of dear friends and within hours they were calling to check on Dad. God is working through His people in a way that we may not understand, but we have the opportunity to see a glimpse of His Almighty Power working through Believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Dad's dear friend Don Browning came to sing for him. Dad sang along with a strong voice and more energy than he had all day. Thanks Kim &amp;amp; Chris for the 'song' request. That was an amazing thing to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a picture taken in November 2007 of Dad with Gene &amp;amp; Cliff on one of their weekend hikes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214586641401820082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SF3u7BtAs7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZUSG3pb0RUM/s320/TheBoys2007.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-8700714090591581219?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/8700714090591581219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=8700714090591581219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/8700714090591581219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/8700714090591581219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/saturday-june-21.html' title='Saturday, June 21'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SF3u7BtAs7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZUSG3pb0RUM/s72-c/TheBoys2007.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-4476935231716922937</id><published>2008-06-20T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T21:45:18.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, June 20th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today Dad spent most of the day adjusting to the new dose of pain medication and mostly was asleep. He was awake for about four hours this afternoon and had one couple visit at that time and was very strong and comforted by them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today is the first day he truly seems to have comfort though, this is a difficult journey. He is raising his hands in the air and praising God. He is nearly there. It is difficult for my family, but my dad seems at peace today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found some pictures that are from at least one (or maybe two) of his Mission trips and wanted to share them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214190494604028226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFyGoP4XaUI/AAAAAAAAABs/w5PG8uuE24s/s320/Brazil+Team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214190486333395538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFyGnxEfklI/AAAAAAAAABc/aan-tqPhpqQ/s320/Mission+Guatemala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214190486659373810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFyGnySNmvI/AAAAAAAAABk/N6wmZ1N6KAs/s320/Mission+Guatemala2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-4476935231716922937?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4476935231716922937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=4476935231716922937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/4476935231716922937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/4476935231716922937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-june-20th.html' title='Friday, June 20th'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFyGoP4XaUI/AAAAAAAAABs/w5PG8uuE24s/s72-c/Brazil+Team.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-4062216606428853222</id><published>2008-06-19T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:55:23.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, June 19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad at the petroglyphs near Apache Junction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFs2HQFCLxI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZaWu645H28w/s1600-h/DadPetroglyphs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213820491814547218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFs2HQFCLxI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZaWu645H28w/s320/DadPetroglyphs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Dale had a rough morning, more pain and felt rather sick. He now has a higher dose of the pain meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a visit today from his Deacons and his wonderful Secretary from First Baptist, Sun City and couple other good friends came by and brought him some cards and gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've read Dale the cards that arrived today, the emails, the message board, and have shared the messages from phone calls. He holds the cards and tells us that he loves you all so much for just being such special people and he wishes he could hug each one of you. He didn't go into stories today, but he tells us he knows each person that sent a message and who their children or parents and friends are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213822555351607314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFs3_XWm6BI/AAAAAAAAABU/RZVqpdxisoY/s320/The+Keith+Clan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a couple of months ago:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Keith Clan, (Family Reunion) in April, 2008, Reelfoot Lake, Tennessee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-4062216606428853222?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4062216606428853222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=4062216606428853222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/4062216606428853222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/4062216606428853222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/thursday-june-19th.html' title='Thursday, June 19th'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFs2HQFCLxI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZaWu645H28w/s72-c/DadPetroglyphs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-4231729151068449387</id><published>2008-06-18T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T20:50:39.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, June 18th</title><content type='html'>Today Dale had a pretty good morning. He rested better last night, but did have more pain today than yesterday. So glad the pain meds are working when he needs them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Men Walking Forward group from First Baptist Church Sun City meets every Wednesday. Today after their meeting they planned a brief visit to pray with and for Dale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale got dressed and met them in the living room. What a blessing they were, just when a blessing was needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213429851845975074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFnS1AyyXCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/z6UmdVglBcM/s320/MenWalkingForward.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFnS1kzWJMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yFx_EZ79leU/s1600-h/MWF.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213429861511996610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFnS1kzWJMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yFx_EZ79leU/s320/MWF.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dale also had two more brief visits today. He sure loves God's people, it is such a shame that he isn't feeling like longer visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale &amp;amp; Millie are spending every moment together and their children are making every attempt to be with them as much as possible. We are just so fortunate that God has provided us with such an amazing family. Blessings Abound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-4231729151068449387?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/4231729151068449387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=4231729151068449387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/4231729151068449387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/4231729151068449387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/today.html' title='Wednesday, June 18th'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFnS1AyyXCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/z6UmdVglBcM/s72-c/MenWalkingForward.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-8139308284488582549</id><published>2008-06-17T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T20:56:31.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, June 17</title><content type='html'>Today we added a Message Board so everyone can leave a message for Dale and his family, we will, as always, read the messages, cards, letters and emails to Dad each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale is struggling with the strong pain medications, and is frustrated with how it affects his mind. It's a blessing that he has the pain medications, though. He has never even liked taking aspirin or Tylenol for a headache. But he is very aware of what is happening to him and that we are with him and loves hearing your messages and telling us stories about each of you that have sent your support or stopped by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a few visitors today, and we have plenty of cake! Thank you so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-8139308284488582549?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/8139308284488582549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=8139308284488582549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/8139308284488582549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/8139308284488582549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/tuesday-june-17.html' title='Tuesday, June 17'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-1192292944450149103</id><published>2008-06-16T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:06:49.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some history</title><content type='html'>Dale had a long day today. He had a few visitors today, but not too many, thank you so much for stopping by and bringing some food and the bed pillow. We all appreciate your love and generosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some history:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that most of you were already aware that Dale had prostrate cancer, diagnosed a little over a year ago. It was such a shock to us all back then. He had to cancel a trip he was looking forward to at the time, to go on a mission trip to help some of the folks in New Orleans. Instead he was rushed into a lot of different clinics for tests and they found the cancer was very aggressive and was in 14 different parts of his body, organs and bones. Dale saw a few different doctors and considered a few different treatments with them. By the time he received the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;referral to the Mayo Clinic and came under their care, his diagnosis was Stage 4 metastasized &lt;/span&gt;cancer. He took an IV treatment for bone strengthener which really knocked his energy out at first. When he moved to the Mayo, they changed the way he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; it and his energy began to come back. He also was taking pills and then Millie and he decided to change to a very healthy diet consisting almost exclusively of live vegetables and fruits. "Anything that doesn't have a face" he would often explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale and Millie both began to feel the benefits of the healthy diet. They both got a lot more energy and even lost a couple of pounds. Dale had a great year left as he was preparing for this cancer to come back even then. He made a great many visits in this past year and attended family reunions and traveled a little bit to see f&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;riends&lt;/span&gt; and has been very grateful for this past year. He has been telling us that this past year has been a great gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His doctors have been very open with him about his cancer and how it works and he has known for some time that some day this will come back and it will be aggressive and non-responsive to treatments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued working at First Baptist Church, Sun City until he went to the ER on June 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, as always, has a garden and we are bringing in fresh fruits and vegetables from it. Dale's gardens are another story for another time. He has a green thumb and has been growing life out of the desert ground for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale's health is changing at a rapid pace but he continues to encourage us, show us his love and is living each day "one day at a time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;PSALM 31:24 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the LORD."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-1192292944450149103?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/1192292944450149103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=1192292944450149103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/1192292944450149103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/1192292944450149103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-history.html' title='Some history'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-7917092256701551415</id><published>2008-06-15T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:50:57.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>Dad has all three kids around him today and he came out for lunch and ate Mary's home made Mexican food. He loved every bite and says a BIG thank you to Mary! You are so appreciated! Some of his grandchildren were able to be with him today, as well, as we celebrated Father's day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's pretty tired today, though. He had a rough night, and was up for awhile late in the night. Fortunately, Becca has been able to stay with Mom and Dad, coming from Alaska, where she had only just moved a few days before all this began to happen, and she has been such a great comfort for Mom and Dad and all of us. Cliff lives 20 minutes away and has been here as often and as long as possible each day. Gene has come all the way from East Chandler, also as often as possible, and was a great comfort, staying overnight with Dad in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for Dale and Millie and as Dad asks, Please be faithful to the Lord and encourage each other to be faithful to the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-7917092256701551415?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/7917092256701551415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=7917092256701551415' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/7917092256701551415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/7917092256701551415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-1681802588374258064</id><published>2008-06-14T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T18:17:05.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFRqviL5BBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/k5C3jCzyLaA/s1600-h/HPIM2695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211908033637581842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFRqviL5BBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/k5C3jCzyLaA/s320/HPIM2695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad came home Thursday night and we are all overwhelmed with so much going on. Dad is really tired and has only enough energy for a few short visits from family members. Thank you all who have come by and shared your love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad is resting comfortably, most of the time, and we are by his side every moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad has recieved a number of cards and letters from well wishers and has read them all and is grateful for all your love and prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cliff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFRp_M2sUxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7Af2k7a36FQ/s1600-h/TheBoys2007.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-1681802588374258064?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/1681802588374258064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=1681802588374258064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/1681802588374258064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/1681802588374258064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SFRqviL5BBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/k5C3jCzyLaA/s72-c/HPIM2695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327343507696754811.post-6200848065790851172</id><published>2008-06-08T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:24:00.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dale Keith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UI7vlDLtgPM/SE8_EB0IRGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZR3GygUxoFM/s1600-h/DadScotlandEdinburgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210452632330060898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UI7vlDLtgPM/SE8_EB0IRGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZR3GygUxoFM/s320/DadScotlandEdinburgh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UqYoRbhQzE/SE87Zj1BPpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NivUVk-Lbbo/s1600-h/100_1907.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dale Wayne Keith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Please checkback for updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale's prostrate cancer came back. The doctors said that if and when it comes back, it would do so aggressively and not respond well to treatments. They were right. He's entering the Pain Management phase of his medical treatment, and his earthly life is in God's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale will be coming home from the hospital soon, under home hospice care, and is surrounded by family, his loving wife and all three of his children are here with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Please checkback for updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327343507696754811-6200848065790851172?l=dalekeith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/feeds/6200848065790851172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327343507696754811&amp;postID=6200848065790851172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/6200848065790851172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327343507696754811/posts/default/6200848065790851172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalekeith.blogspot.com/2008/06/dale-keith.html' title='Dale Keith'/><author><name>Dale Keith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13359035158029029707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UI7vlDLtgPM/SE8_EB0IRGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZR3GygUxoFM/s72-c/DadScotlandEdinburgh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
