CHROMALUSION
09-17-2008, 09:08 PM
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Keith Scott Longworth, 41, of Franklin, passed away Friday, Sept. 12, 2008.
Born in Tampa, Fla., he was the son of Robert E. Longworth and his wife Judi of Otto, and Emily Brenda LeBlanc Ryan and her husband Thomas of Tampa.
Keith was a real estate agent with Exit Realty, a former law enforcement officer and entrepreneur. He was active in the Franklin Youth Football.
In addition to his parents, he is survived by his wife of 13 years, Kristi Medek Longworth; son, Tristan, and daughter, Lauryn, both of the home; two brothers, Kevin Longworth and his fianc/ Jessica Ross of Sarasota, Fla., and Sean Ryan of Alexandria, Va.; two sisters, Holly Sliz of Hudson, Fla., and Hilliary Helmer of Otto; and several aunts, uncles and cousins.
Funeral service will be held at 2 p.m., on Thursday, Sept. 18, in the Chapel of Macon Funeral Home, with Rev. Steve Reeves officiating.
here is my blog from myspace:
Keith,
Man how we miss you so much. You were always so kind, intelligent, generous, always give, give, give and didn't care to receive. The week prior to your "leaving" you asked Nick and I out to lunch, swim with the family, etc. etc. Oh how I wish I could go back to that since we didn't find the right times. I saw you at the Pawn shop where you had worked as a side job, offering to buy me a new camera, free dvd's and such was a offer that I couldn't take you up on. I've never met anybody so caring and giving. I couldn't accept those things. You did however convinced me to take the free passes to the fitness center for swimming heh. You had tried to give me your lucky coin. It's been all over the USA. You had it when you got married, when Lauryn and Tristan were born and much more. That was something I could not take and I had to make you take it back. Something so small with so much significance, I couldn't take that away from you.
You told me several times the week before you left us how much you enjoyed our friendship, how much you "treasured" us. You said I brought sunshine even if the day was grey and rainy.
Thursday, September 11, 2008, you called me at 4:11 and 4:12pm I hit "IGNORE" because I was being stupid and self centered and was texting Nick. I should have answered, I shouldn't have deleted the voicemail you left... Not knowing it'd be the last time I heard your voice. Talking about the Mustang show of course. I want to say 7 or 8pm you texted me "did you get my message" as I was sitting here in this very seat photoshopping some pics. I told you about the "last minute" shirt I was going to have made the next day in time for the Pony Run and Mustangs for Hospice show in Asheville. You starting talking about getting some last minute business cards made at Wal-Mart. I said that I needed a design first and how I go about doing that.... I never heard from you again.. I just assumed that you were finally at home with your family and thought "oh well-- I'll hear from him tomorrow like always"
Friday the 12th I went to Asheville to pick up my bridesmaid dress and such for Heather & Brian's wedding... "weird I haven't heard from Keith" I sent a picture message of the new shirt I had made... You always encouraged me to go at my hobby full force into a business. You always tried to help me and give me new ideas. You were one of my "biggest fans" so to speak. Saturday at the show, Dan from the Pawn Shop came up and said so blunt, "You're friends with Keith right?" "Yes" "Did you hear what happened?" "What do you mean?" "Keith passed away last night, He picked up Tristan (young son) from football practice and had a brain aneursym on the way home. It happened so fast and they kept him on life support due to him being an organ donor." This was right before I started the first shoot with people around me I burst into tears- for 2 seconds I thought it was some sick and twisted joke. I tried to keep my cool and had a nervous laugh and pulled my sunglasses over my eyes. I didn't want to let anybody down so I went on and did my job because I know thats what you would have wanted me to do. I cried so many tears on the inside that day until I had a moment alone I let it out. I didn't know how to handle this.
I've had 5 people in my graduating class pass on. 3 of them I was really really close with back in middle school but then you hit High School and everybody drifts apart. Some of them I didn't find out til 5 months to a year after they left us. When you left--- I dunno I'm still in shock. Keith you we're definitly one of a kind and never got the chance to tell you how much I appreciate you for everything you've done for us. I hope you watch over us and guide your children in the right paths and be the gaurdian angel for us all. Nick is still trying to get over this as well. You guys and your cars, guns and etc hahaha.
Tomorrow I shall meet the rest of your friends and family.
Thursday September 18, 2008.... some of us will have closure and get the chance to say "Goodbye"
I'll still visit ya man. You were my stang buddy, fellow photographer, taught Nick much more about guns and war memoribillia and such. Taught me more about cameras. You were just awesome. Maybe one day we'll talk cars, cameras and other cool **** again hahaha. We love you man. Rest In Peace.
http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/stanghuntersteph/l_5cf8183e6fcadab7b5ab44ac5086f4c2.jpg hahaha @ the bank
http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/stanghuntersteph/l_3a49f1f41a4cd61cfd305eeb7e06177f.jpg
http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/stanghuntersteph/l_b45842edd234b0e1013db42c343be4fd.jpg
what i saw after i heard the news
http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/stanghuntersteph/keith.jpg
tonight i saw him in his casket. with his wife and son [daugher couldn't be there-- too young] along with the rest of his imediate family. He was so pale. So thin. So lifeless. I wanted to look away but couldn't. I didn't cry as hard because the plasma tv showing a slideshow of his car, him as a teen, as a police officer, a father, a son, a husband. I smiled. But I looked at his face... I could not get over the fact of how much he .... didn't look like himself... It's like a wax museum of celebs... they look like them but juuuuuuuust not the same.... thinner- just... a manaquin? idk but tomorrow please give a moment of silence at 2pm thursday the 18th, 2008. Not just for me but for a fellow mustang fanatic.
All is appreciated. Pray for his wife, 12 and 5 year old children, his brothers, sister and parents. I've known this man for almost a year and I'm so very hurt by this. If he made this much of an impact on Nick and I.... I could not imagine how his children and the rest of his family must feel.
It's heartbreaking and I miss him so much. Every DSG mustang GT I see-- every EXIT REALTY sign--- every Pawn Shop.... almost everything reminds me of him.
Thanks for letting me get this out
-Stephani
Keith Scott Longworth, 41, of Franklin, passed away Friday, Sept. 12, 2008.
Born in Tampa, Fla., he was the son of Robert E. Longworth and his wife Judi of Otto, and Emily Brenda LeBlanc Ryan and her husband Thomas of Tampa.
Keith was a real estate agent with Exit Realty, a former law enforcement officer and entrepreneur. He was active in the Franklin Youth Football.
In addition to his parents, he is survived by his wife of 13 years, Kristi Medek Longworth; son, Tristan, and daughter, Lauryn, both of the home; two brothers, Kevin Longworth and his fianc/ Jessica Ross of Sarasota, Fla., and Sean Ryan of Alexandria, Va.; two sisters, Holly Sliz of Hudson, Fla., and Hilliary Helmer of Otto; and several aunts, uncles and cousins.
Funeral service will be held at 2 p.m., on Thursday, Sept. 18, in the Chapel of Macon Funeral Home, with Rev. Steve Reeves officiating.
here is my blog from myspace:
Keith,
Man how we miss you so much. You were always so kind, intelligent, generous, always give, give, give and didn't care to receive. The week prior to your "leaving" you asked Nick and I out to lunch, swim with the family, etc. etc. Oh how I wish I could go back to that since we didn't find the right times. I saw you at the Pawn shop where you had worked as a side job, offering to buy me a new camera, free dvd's and such was a offer that I couldn't take you up on. I've never met anybody so caring and giving. I couldn't accept those things. You did however convinced me to take the free passes to the fitness center for swimming heh. You had tried to give me your lucky coin. It's been all over the USA. You had it when you got married, when Lauryn and Tristan were born and much more. That was something I could not take and I had to make you take it back. Something so small with so much significance, I couldn't take that away from you.
You told me several times the week before you left us how much you enjoyed our friendship, how much you "treasured" us. You said I brought sunshine even if the day was grey and rainy.
Thursday, September 11, 2008, you called me at 4:11 and 4:12pm I hit "IGNORE" because I was being stupid and self centered and was texting Nick. I should have answered, I shouldn't have deleted the voicemail you left... Not knowing it'd be the last time I heard your voice. Talking about the Mustang show of course. I want to say 7 or 8pm you texted me "did you get my message" as I was sitting here in this very seat photoshopping some pics. I told you about the "last minute" shirt I was going to have made the next day in time for the Pony Run and Mustangs for Hospice show in Asheville. You starting talking about getting some last minute business cards made at Wal-Mart. I said that I needed a design first and how I go about doing that.... I never heard from you again.. I just assumed that you were finally at home with your family and thought "oh well-- I'll hear from him tomorrow like always"
Friday the 12th I went to Asheville to pick up my bridesmaid dress and such for Heather & Brian's wedding... "weird I haven't heard from Keith" I sent a picture message of the new shirt I had made... You always encouraged me to go at my hobby full force into a business. You always tried to help me and give me new ideas. You were one of my "biggest fans" so to speak. Saturday at the show, Dan from the Pawn Shop came up and said so blunt, "You're friends with Keith right?" "Yes" "Did you hear what happened?" "What do you mean?" "Keith passed away last night, He picked up Tristan (young son) from football practice and had a brain aneursym on the way home. It happened so fast and they kept him on life support due to him being an organ donor." This was right before I started the first shoot with people around me I burst into tears- for 2 seconds I thought it was some sick and twisted joke. I tried to keep my cool and had a nervous laugh and pulled my sunglasses over my eyes. I didn't want to let anybody down so I went on and did my job because I know thats what you would have wanted me to do. I cried so many tears on the inside that day until I had a moment alone I let it out. I didn't know how to handle this.
I've had 5 people in my graduating class pass on. 3 of them I was really really close with back in middle school but then you hit High School and everybody drifts apart. Some of them I didn't find out til 5 months to a year after they left us. When you left--- I dunno I'm still in shock. Keith you we're definitly one of a kind and never got the chance to tell you how much I appreciate you for everything you've done for us. I hope you watch over us and guide your children in the right paths and be the gaurdian angel for us all. Nick is still trying to get over this as well. You guys and your cars, guns and etc hahaha.
Tomorrow I shall meet the rest of your friends and family.
Thursday September 18, 2008.... some of us will have closure and get the chance to say "Goodbye"
I'll still visit ya man. You were my stang buddy, fellow photographer, taught Nick much more about guns and war memoribillia and such. Taught me more about cameras. You were just awesome. Maybe one day we'll talk cars, cameras and other cool **** again hahaha. We love you man. Rest In Peace.
http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/stanghuntersteph/l_5cf8183e6fcadab7b5ab44ac5086f4c2.jpg hahaha @ the bank
http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/stanghuntersteph/l_3a49f1f41a4cd61cfd305eeb7e06177f.jpg
http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/stanghuntersteph/l_b45842edd234b0e1013db42c343be4fd.jpg
what i saw after i heard the news
http://i112.photobucket.com/albums/n162/stanghuntersteph/keith.jpg
tonight i saw him in his casket. with his wife and son [daugher couldn't be there-- too young] along with the rest of his imediate family. He was so pale. So thin. So lifeless. I wanted to look away but couldn't. I didn't cry as hard because the plasma tv showing a slideshow of his car, him as a teen, as a police officer, a father, a son, a husband. I smiled. But I looked at his face... I could not get over the fact of how much he .... didn't look like himself... It's like a wax museum of celebs... they look like them but juuuuuuuust not the same.... thinner- just... a manaquin? idk but tomorrow please give a moment of silence at 2pm thursday the 18th, 2008. Not just for me but for a fellow mustang fanatic.
All is appreciated. Pray for his wife, 12 and 5 year old children, his brothers, sister and parents. I've known this man for almost a year and I'm so very hurt by this. If he made this much of an impact on Nick and I.... I could not imagine how his children and the rest of his family must feel.
It's heartbreaking and I miss him so much. Every DSG mustang GT I see-- every EXIT REALTY sign--- every Pawn Shop.... almost everything reminds me of him.
Thanks for letting me get this out
-Stephani