Greg Laird
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 painful irony. Tragic that someone living life to its fullest should leave so soon, yet glorious that his short 36 years would have so many shared kindnesses, loving relationships, and joyful experiences.
Christopher was a gift to us all.