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Robert Keith Wilson, b. 4-5-1944 d. 8-12-1990
Keith studied at Aberdeen Univ. from 1963 - 1967 graduating B Sc. On leaving he first worked for J.Walter Thomson as an Advertising Executive for several years before working for Scottish and Newcastle in Edinburgh. He returned to London to work for McCann Ericson again in advertising.
His interests lay in Opera, Classical music, Ballet and literature and he found London more suited to these tastes.
His health deteriorated in the late 80's and he died in 1990.
Posted by Peter Whitehead
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Neil Macfarlane
R. Keith WilsonKeith graduated with a BSc in Zoology in 1967. We got to know him well from the beginning of our first year when both he and Wilf (Keith W Wilson) went forward to collect a marked essay on hearing the call Keith Wilson. Henceforward RK became known as “Big Keith” and Wilf as “Little Keith”. From the beginning of our 2nd year, the three of us shared a flat in Torry and we had a great time together. We two were especially delighted to be ferried daily to lectures in Keith’s 1940s Triumph Roadster and were fortunate enough to sample the delights of the home cooking and other goodies that Keith used to bring in regularly from his family farm, “Kirkstyle”, in Kemnay. And we had the use of his record player – an unheard of luxury for impoverished students. From Torry, the three of us moved to a flat in Castle Street, the venue for a number of memorable parties, and many contemporaries will recall also the splendid barn bash out at the farm. It was a time of many happy memories amid the angst of study and growing up. After graduation, Keith was drawn to the attractions of London where he already seemed to have an established social life. Keith went “up to town”; others went “down to London”. There, he joined the world of 1960s advertising and over the years found success with some of the iconic agencies, including J Walter Thompson, McCann Erickson and BartleBogleHegarty. For us, as impecunious scientists, visiting Keith in London meant entering a different world of mansion flats, smart bars and restaurants and dining at the RAC in Pall Mall. As the years passed, our direct contacts with Keith became fewer and limited to occasional letters but always Christmas cards exchanging news. However, we were shocked and saddened to receive from one of his London colleagues the news of Keith’s death in December 1990. We had lost a dear friend too soon.
Neil and Wilf