Toby Keith’s Daughter Shares Heartfelt Tribute to Her Father . “It feels like yesterday we said goodbye, but at the same time it was the longest year without him. I can’t help but feel grateful for all the time we had, because we lived fully as a family.

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Toby Keith’s daughter, Krystal Keith, shared a touching Instagram post on February 5, 2025, on the one-year anniversary of her father’s death. In the post, she wrote: “It feels like yesterday we said goodbye, but at the same time it was the longest year without him. I can’t help but feel grateful for all the time we had, because we lived fully as a family.” She accompanied the post with old photos of her father, highlighting their close family bond

Krystal also mentioned how much her children miss their grandfather, whom she described as their “best friend,” and expressed hope that they will see him again one day. She shared that her father loved sunsets, and that each one was a reminder that he wanted the family to live life to the fullest and do good in the world. The post was part of a number of tributes to Toby Keith, including the “Toby Keith: American Icon” tribute concert in July 2024, where Krystal performed her father’s song “Don’t Let the Old Man In.”

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