Biography: William Michael “Mike” McKee, age 54 years, of Little Rock, died Tuesday, March 25, 2008. He was born in Dodge City, Kansas. Mike was a native of Paris, Arkansas where he graduated from Paris High School before attending University of Central Arkansas. After his schooling he became a sports official with the Arkansas Activity Association, NCAA basketball officiating and was president of his company, Officials for Christ. He had recently become the After Care Director of the Anthony School in Little Rock. Mike is survived by his mother Betty Jean Goodman McKee of Maumelle, Arkansas, his father William Michael McKee, Sr., and his step-mother Bette McKee of Black Mountain, North Carolina, one daughter; Talor McKee of England, Arkansas, one brother; Tim McKee of Maumelle, and one sister Paula Dovers and her husband Bryan, of Benton, Arkansas, one nephew T.J. Johnston and wife Rachel of Conway, Arkansas. There will be a memorial funeral service Saturday, March 29th at 1 pm at St. Mark’s Episcopal Church officiated by The Reverend Carey Stone and Reverend Mark Overman. A reception will follow at the church. The funeral arrangements are under the direction of Ruebel Funeral Home, www.ruebelfuneralhome.com. Donations can be made to the Paris, Arkansas Boy’s and Girls Club c/o Bentley Allen, North 5th Street, Paris, Arkansas 72855.
It has been so long since I have kissed or touched you. It is now Christmas and I am sitting here tonight remembering all of our Christmas times that we spend together. I miss you so much. There is not day that goes by that I don't speak about you or wish that I heard that "Hello Sunshine" phone call from you. I visit you every week and have planned to be buried beside you. You blessed my life so much and you continue to bless me. You once told me that you would be mine forever. I hold that conversation with me daily and pray to see you when it is time. I want you to know that I am doing well with my career. My life is very full with my children and granddaughter. I can still smell you and your breath and I can still feel your touch on the last day that we were together. I pray that I can be the person that you were. I miss you and love you as always.