JILL
BYWILLIAM B. KELLER This book is dedicated to the love of my life that I will never learn to be without;Diane Jill (Evers) Keller“and if ye do this, and endure to the end, ye will in no wise be cast out” Book of Mormon.
This is my story about my Jill. Those that know her may find some of the events withinthis work not quite accurate, or in some instances actually untrue. Although that is mostcertainly not my attempt, on the other hand I don't care. This is my memories of my beautiful sweet darling, and I will assure my readers the things you read here are real andas they happened to me. There have been some unfortunate instances in recent yearsregarding authors who purport their work to be true and without error, and I wouldsubmit to you that, except in the cases where they were intentionally falsifying their work, everyone's remembrance of an event is different and not necessarily a deliberatefalsehood. I am going to great length to explain this phenomenon because I would rather face anything than to discredit Jill's memory in any way. So I ask for forgiveness inadvance regarding any following mistakes, and invite you to know the woman I loved allmy life and will continue to love for eternity, the way I know her.
William B Keller ONEMy personal knowledge of the girls is limited in their early days, as I was not inthe picture for the first fourteen years of Jill's life; but more on that later. Her mother,Marva, was one of a large family of brothers and sisters. There was also Walter, (alwaysknown as Buzz), Frank (he was Frankie), Avis, Gene, Daryl, Barbara (Barb), Russell, and
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the baby of the family Linda. Her father Gayle on the other hand had two brothers,George and Cloyd (everyone calls him Hoot), and a sister, Martha Jane, who went byJane. The Kaufman's, which they proudly remind everyone to this day, is with one f, area close knit family and tragedies, both great and small, are a huge blow to them.She was born on September 3, 1949 in Lima, Ohio to Gayle and Marva Evers.Jill was the firstborn of two daughters, her sister Jan following her but onlychronologically, as the two sisters loved each other and were fiercely protective of oneanother. Not that they never had any stereotyped ‘sisterly moments’ in their lives. Afavorite place to play in their neighborhood when they were growing up was at the homeof the Early girls. They fit Jill and Jan so well because they too were not strictly intodolls and dresses, so a good game of baseball or a wrestle in the dirt was not out of thequestion.One lazy summer day Jill and Jan decided to go to the Early’s to play, but for some long forgotten reason Gayle decided the girls would stay at home. Of course theyknew that since he drove an eighteen wheeler all night and slept very little during the day,all they had to do was wait for a few minutes after he sat in his favorite chair and hewould be asleep. They heard the snoring coming from the living room, tiptoed in and slidthe still burning unfiltered Camel from between his fingers, then stubbed it out in his pedestal ash tray. Burned fingers would wake him for sure.Tiptoeing out the front door, a purely symbolic gesture because once he allowedthe allure of sleep to overcome him, their father would not have awakened for much of anything short of war breaking out in his living room, and then it might have beenquestionable, the girls grabbed a ball and bat and they were off. Soon the games began,and along with them all thought of their sleeping father was gone. Jill grabbed the heavywooden bat, too heavy for her to handle in the first place, and took a mighty practice
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The book is a tribute to my late wife, Jill. She died in my arms at 59. She had not been ill at all, and our son was 45 days from his wedding. I describe her life, and our life as a family together, giving tribute this wonderful person who I knew at 14 years of age I would marry.
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