Susanne Schiller

I have observed this young man’s career and many accomplishments with admiration via FaceBook.  I never met him.  Yet through the pictures, postings, and his music, I felt a great connection.  As a musician, I grieve the loss of his talents in the future.  As a teacher, I grieve for those who taught him and…

Caro Zeke, un dolore cosí grande non lo potevo certo immaginare. Dal primo giorno che ti ho conosciuto, quando sei venuto a Bologna a trovare Rebecca dopo il suo anno al Dartmouth, ti ho voluto un bene dell’anima e ti chiamavo il mio bimbo americano. Non riesco ancora a crederci e mi sento paralizzata. Sei…

“Wohin können wir denn sterben, wenn nicht in immer höheres, größeres, schwersterblicheres – Leben hinein!” (Christian Morgenstern)  Vom 17.-31.8.2001 war ich als Krankenschwester beim “annual Summer Therapeutic Retreat at Lake Huron Retreat Center, Michigan”. Das war initiiert durch Molly und Quentin McMullen und Christopher war so etwas wie ein merkurieller Multimanager, kannte sich immer aus,…

After knowing Christopher for only a short while, it was clear to me that he was a truly exceptional person.  From our very first meeting he made me feel such a special friend and valued colleague as he always offered generous words of encouragement. His incandescence shone through those beautiful eyes and irrepressible smile. Thank…

Dear Molly and Quentin, Der Tote ist nicht tot. Er lebt in uns fort auf geheimnisvolle Weise. Er fügt gleichsam seine besten, nun von der Last des Leidens erlösten Kräfte den unseren hinzu. So beginnt er, uns selbst zu verwandeln und läutert in unserem Herzen sein zweites, höheres Wesen. Wo echte Liebe lebte, sterben die…

I became friends with Zeke at Dartmouth where we were classmates.  I don’t recall how we met, but we spent the most time together over sophomore summer.  There were swimming adventures, ice cream, long evenings on the porch, and “Prom” at the Moosilauke Ravine Lodge (where this photo was taken).  Zeke’s eyes were always filled…