Samuel McMullen
There just aren’t words but I’ll try as time goes on.
Some people just make life better for everyone around them. They just naturally make everyone feel a little happier, a little more alive to life. That’s how my cousin Christopher was. His kind heart and generous soul blessed so many people. The times we spent together were always fun times that left me looking forward…
Christopher became my nephew in 1990, when Christine and I married, in fact he brought our rings to the altar. Even as a young child it was clear that this bright and intensely alert boy would make the most of his days. And as we all know, he did just that. With his passing I…
Christopher was my nephew and a wunderkind. Among his long list of qualities, I was impressed by his ability to momentarily interrupt his passionate drive to meet his goals with some goofy joie de vivre. While appearing serendipitous, I often wondered if it was part of his recipe for success. His abrupt passing is a…
Christopher, like his namesake, seemed to us to have a short life, and yet his torch lit so many fires. He would never quench a smoldering wick, but fan it into a flame to ignite the next one. <strong><i>On the way to the paradise, our road may be short or long. Give joyfully a sacrifice,…
My cousin, my friend, my other brother. Thank you for it all: Munich operas, Boston restaurants, Norwegian cabins, Moosilauke hikes, French books, Cape Cod sandcastles, London museums, and countless WhatsApp voice memos. Thank you for being simultaneously here and there, for both listening and teaching, and for laughing the whole damn way. What a privilege…
O Maestro! My Maestro! Your symphony has just begun not here or there but everywhere. Movement to movement and act to act you will perform with never an end. I see your vibrance and I see your smile waving that baton from stage to stage and friend to friend. Every piece I hear every performance…