I have so many fond and fun memories of Uncle Keith, from when I was a little boy and he visited us in Northern Ireland at Christmas, to more recent years, when we got to spend time together in New York and Spain.
Every Christmas, Uncle Keith, Aunty Mo, and the boys would come over from Wales. I’d get so excited when I saw their car pull up the driveway. Keith was always the life of Christmas— playing games with us, sledging, cracking jokes, and enjoying a good debate. He made Christmas so much fun. I also remember how clever he was, always breezing through the (impossible for most) daily crossword with such ease!
Later in life, it was such a pleasure to spend time with him and Aunty Mo in Spain, where his adventurous side really shone. Whether it was braving the local cuisine, taking his daily dips in the Costa Blanca, or going on long walks around the coast, he was always up for adventure. Having Uncle Keith and Aunty Mo come all the way from Wales to be at Rachel and my wedding in New York meant so much to us. We’ll never forget how special it was to have Uncle Keith and Aunty Mo there.
Uncle Keith’s love for life, his cheeky sense of humor, intelligence and love of new experiences will always stay with me. Our thoughts and love are with Aunty Mo and the boys, who I know will be so proud of such a wonderful husband and Dad.
Mark and Rachel Hewitt.
Mark Hewitt
14/03/2025
