08/04/2026
TRIBUTE TO Andy Boaz...Missed by all the friends and loved ones.
Keelon Andrew Boaz
January 19, 1980 - August 4, 2025
"Andy" Boaz, 45, formerly of Florence, Alabama passed away on Monday, August 4, 2025. Born January 19, 1980 to Brenda Gann and Keelon Boaz. .
Andy attended Phil Campbell High School Class of 1999.
He enlisted in the U.S. Army National Guard where he trained as a member of the USASC until Honorably Discharged in 2000.
Andy lived an active life and had many talents such as playing drums in a small band to his magnificeint photography skills.
Owner of Boaz ProShot, Andy was a talented photographer and videographer, well known in the drag racing community. He was known for using various types of camera equipment to catch the perfect shots at car shows, and the fast-pace racing at Jake's Dragstrip, Baieyton Good TIme Dragstrip, and other drag race tracks.
Although following the excitment of the drag racing community capturing various drag racing events and taking amazing and beautiful photos of all things automotive, Andy also loved nature, skylines, bridges and especially the night sky.
He was preceded in death by his parents. He is survived by son, Andrew Boaz, sisters Tonya Shay Shaffer, and Paula Boaz-Kolasa. Niece, Chelsea Shaffer; Nephew, Gabriel Shaffer, and special friend Lee Hall. A host of cousins and numerous friends who will miss him forever.
A POEM FOR ANDY
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth,
Now, beneath a vault of stars so bright,
I trade my earthly wings for constellations’ light—
For in their glow, I find a peace I’ve never known,
A stillness deeper than the hush of dawn.
The wind that once sang through my mortal frame
Has turned to whispers from the silvered stream,
And every breath I take now tastes of light,
Of galaxies that hum a hymn so pure.
I’ve left the dust and shadows of the ground,
The weight of years, the ache of parting found—
And in the silence of the starry deep,
I hear the voice of God, so near, so keep.
So let the birds still flap their mortal flight,
Let clouds still drift through skies of mortal light—
But I, who traded earthly wings for heavenly stars so vast,
Am home where love and light are never cast.
