I happened to have Keith's obituary and have paraphrased it below:
R.Keith Bournival,29,of 78 West 85th Street, NYC, formerly of Manchester, NH, died in a New York hospital, of complications from AIDS, May 9,1990. He was a 1983 graduate of the University of New York and earned his master's in engineering the following year. For the past three years, he was employed as a communications engineer at the AT&T Laboratory in Middleton, NJ. While living in Manchester, he was a member of St. Pius X Church and held membership in Jutras Post No. 43, SAL.
Keith was my best friend growing up. We were unseparable when we were children. Our parents often thought that we would someday be married...lol...Once we started getting older and into puberty, we kind of went in our own direction. Years after high school, we started to rekindle that old friendship, but it was too late. He died before we had a chance to get to know one another again. Keith, you will always have a special place in my heart. I will always have the fond memory of us holding hands, and dancing in my parents livingroom....
Mary Schunemann (Felton)
I happened to have Keith's obituary and have paraphrased it below:R.Keith Bournival,29,of 78 West 85th Street, NYC, formerly of Manchester, NH, died in a New York hospital, of complications from AIDS, May 9,1990.
He was a 1983 graduate of the University of New York and earned his master's in engineering the following year.
For the past three years, he was employed as a communications engineer at the AT&T Laboratory in Middleton, NJ.
While living in Manchester, he was a member of St. Pius X Church and held membership in Jutras Post No. 43, SAL.
Susan Maculewich (Stanton)
Keith was my best friend growing up. We were unseparable when we were children. Our parents often thought that we would someday be married...lol...Once we started getting older and into puberty, we kind of went in our own direction. Years after high school, we started to rekindle that old friendship, but it was too late. He died before we had a chance to get to know one another again. Keith, you will always have a special place in my heart. I will always have the fond memory of us holding hands, and dancing in my parents livingroom....