I still can’t believe it happened so suddenly, without knowing how and why. I can’t find suitable words right now. I was really lucky to have met you. Goodbye Zecke.
I met Christopher in Lambrecht, in village in the middle of nowhere in Rheinland-Pfalz, Germany in 2006\. We went there for a seminar of the German American Federation for its exchange students. It was early in the morning; we were supposed to travel by bus to the Hambacher Schloss but our bus got stuck in…
God Speed, Chris. You were the best of us.
I remember when we were rehearsing for the King’s College London Symphonic Orchestra’s second concert, in that cold and large room on the Strand campus. It was in early February, we were all tired and sniffling from the cold, but rehearsing Finladia by Sibelius made our hearts warm and fingers move on our instruments. Chris…
I only knew Christopher briefly in Weimar, as we were both students from the US there. But it was around the time he met Sindre. We all joined a school-organized trip to Berlin, and I often come across these photos. I have been meaning for ages to send them to Christopher and say hi. I’m…