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In the beginning of October we gathered at my mom's
house to celebrate the 92nd birthday of my grandmother, Chris' great-grandmother.
Brian and Gina and Chris were there. I remember thinking as we talked
before and after dinner, how great it was that even as a teenager
Chris was happy to come to these family gatherings. And I thought
how much like my brother he was. They were like a comedy team together,
playing off eachother with impeccable timing. So attuned to one another.
I cherished that moment at the time and will even more now. Where do you really begin with memories... I guess
that would be more than 16 years worth! Not so long ago, I had to
go out of town on business and I had an early am flight. I woke him
early to kiss him goodbye and he immediately bounced out of bed.
(Everybody knows how he LOVED his sleep) He told me that I was not
going to the airport with out him. He walked me into the airport
and suggested that we get something to eat. Unfortunately, it was
too early for the airport restaurants to be open. He hugged me and
told me to call as soon as I landed. When I called him, the extreme
thrill in his voice to hear from me made me weepy and he said "I
love you Mom, please come home soon." My fondest memory of Chris is from a birthdayparty
that took place around October of last year. The party wasn't all
tooexciting, and for fun we all went out and played football. I was
on Chris'steam, and him and I were just hanging around alot that
night. Well, all thegirls thought I was trying to "mack it with
him" but I wasn't. Chris wasjust such a nice guy, that he was
friendly with me when the girls hated me. That night I knew how wonderful
of a person he was I first met Chris at the wedding of his aunt and uncle, Keith and Karen. "Funny kid," I thought. But every time I saw him after that, he made me laugh and laugh with that great smile. One summer night we went out on Keith & Karen's boat. The engine died and we were adrift for hours. Chris sat on my knee as I told him this long, made-up story to keep him out of the grown-ups way as they tried to fix the engine. Hours later, when most kids would have been whining, Christopher was right there listening to that story. He was so well-behaved that when we got to the dock, I gave him a dollar for being so good. I'll never forget what he said. "Wow Mister! Thanks! You're the best guy in the whole world!" And you know what? I really felt that way. It was so nice that one little boy could make an adult feel so special. To this very day I have a picture from that night hanging in my hallway. I'll never take it down and whenever I think of Christopher, I'll feel like a great guy. I think of Thursday morning before joining the few family members for decisions at the funeral home. I was trying to eat a bit , and decided to have a piece of raisin bread on the way. That was one of those silly things that catch you , as I thought immediately " Chris likes raisin bread."... "and oatmeal cookies." So glad I made him some cookies a few days earlier when he was raking for us. He talked to his Dad from here to tell Brian that he ( Chris) had some oatmeal cookie dough and a few cookies ot take home to his Mom's. Told me Dad was jealous.... From the day we met, to the day you left this world. You've touched me in everyway. Everytime i was feelin down, your smile changed my day your memory lives on in all, till the day we leave this world God has a plan for everyone, i just wish i could understand yours I love u and miss u man...ill never forget u, friends 4 life
I was only lucky enough to have met Christopher a few
times during his life. I feel like I know all about him through the
stories his Gramma and Aunt Karen have told me about him since the
day he was born. Love to you all...Michele, Meghan, Shannon, Molly, and Sean Wills I remember the first time I ever met Chris. I was like 9 or 10 and we were at a little halloween party. He was dressed up as a vampire, and I, James Bond. Well a wonderful friendship started there. We always hung out and played 007, even though he'd always beat my ass. I remember we always got in so much trouble for wrestling at like 1 AM. Damn. I have so many memories of that kid. Well Chris, I love you so much man, and I'm gonna miss ya. You always made me smile, and if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be who I am today. I love you brother. chris, was such a great person.. He always knew how
to make people laugh no matter what kind of mood they were in.. I
remember one day wen i was with my friend steph ,i was in a bad mood,
and he just said something so funny but didnt even make sence. It
made me laugh and Christina. Izzo I don't even know where to start on my thoughts of Chris. Chris was truly something special. Not only was he my boyfriend, he was my bestfriend. I have never felt so close to someone before and I knew I could tell him anything. This horrible accident has effected everyone. He brightened peoples days, Chris would be the first person there to cheer someone up. He didn't even have to know them, and he wouldn't give up until he saw them smile. He cared about everyone. I have never seen a teenage boy so close with his family. I send love you all of you and hope you stay strong. There's not a second I don't think about him, always wishing I could have more great memories. I will never look at scrambled eggs the same or forget the way he would run into things. I miss everything about him, the way he would make me so happy, or waiting for me at my locker, with my locker open and my books ready to walk me to my next class. I love you Chris and you will forever be in my heart. ~ Love Katie I remember 16 years ago my friend Amy was coming home from college. I could not wait to see her. When she got out of her car I was thinking "Let the Partying begin." Then she opened her passenger door and took out an infant car seat. I was wondering who she was baby-sitting. When she walked into my parents house and showed me this little bundle of joy. When I saw his eyes, I knew he was her son. Needless to say, she was not their to party it was time to be a MOM! Brian and Amy were such wonderful parents. Anything Chris wanted somehow some way Chris got. He was so well mannered and outgoing. He did have bad taste in baseball teams, but I blame that on his dad! Whenever he came to our house wearing a Red Sox hat. My husband would just flip it off of his head." We are Mets Fans." I remember Gary quizzing him about baseball and he knew all the stats for even our Mets. We used to spend a lot of time camping with Chris, Shawn and Nicole. Chris would spend hours entertaining my boys in kickball games all day long, Instead of being the normal teenager and wander around. It was like I brought my own baby-sitter. Sometimes his wild side came out. Frogs were flying into the fire place one night. I knew they were not hopping there themselves. Ha, Ha. I owe Chris a huge thank you for helping Bob out on the Internet all the time. I worked so hard one night to try to explain to Bob how to turn the damn computer off. I kept saying "Click on the Red X in the upper right and corner." Bob could not figure it out. I made him wake Christopher up and have him do it.
Chris was the most special and individualistic person
one could meet and we feel so blessed to have known him during the
short time he was here. The one thing we regret the most is not really
realizing how incredible he was until it was too late. His presence
was incomparable to anyone else's. Chris could make you feel cheerful,
and completely flattered at any given moment and even all at the
same time. Just went through my son's little league schedule and
we have a game soon in East Greenbush. I can remember last July seeing
Dylan's face during his game when you and your friend came down on
your bikes to watch him. He was so excited and tried very hard to
prove his talent in front of you. Even though he did not get a hit
that inning Christopher told him he had a good hit even though he
got thrown out. It was a lousy hit for my son but Christopher knew
the right words to say to my son to make him feel ok about getting
out. This was just one of many facts to prove how caring you are
for others feelings. We play for Brunswick Little League and our
hats are the MLB Red Sox hats with the B on them. You are probably
thrilled seeing Gary wearing this on his head. "Go Mets!!". |
So Proud Poem from Christopher's Service If Tears Could Build a Stairway For Andrew on his 3rd Birthday Dear Mr. Hallmark (for Mother's Day) Another
Trip Without You Happy Birthday Dearest Christopher A Grandparents' Tribute to Christopher
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