Keir Thompson
I never met Keir, as the Atlantic separated us. I will always remember his brave, take life as it comes, spirit. One of my favorite pictures is when he got his shiny lungs and went about riding a little bike outside, such joy to be. Always joking and laughing. I’m sure he laughed upon receiving my lung cookie parcel. I don’t bake for many people, but he was special. He lives on in those who love him
