CJ Stern
I believe we are at nine trees (though it might be 12) some of which came from McMullen-Laird Acres up north. There is even a weeping white pine and a weeping spruce, amid sassafras, and other varieties.
I believe we are at nine trees (though it might be 12) some of which came from McMullen-Laird Acres up north. There is even a weeping white pine and a weeping spruce, amid sassafras, and other varieties.
I join the many who are sending prayers on your way into the spiritual world. May the love that accompanies you help through guide the way. Your deeds inspire me!
Chris m’a impressionnée par sa curiosité, il était avide de tout ce qu’il pouvait apprendre, avec tellement d’envie et de lumière… Il aura aussi été celui qui m’aura sensibilisée au “zero waste”, préoccupation qui m’accompagne désormais tous les jours… Thank you Chris, rest in peace…
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…
Christopher Quentin was the first person I met when I came to audition at RCM in the freezing February of 2018\. He was stewarding and his appearance struck me immediately: a tall handsome guy, with his wide blue eyes glaring at you and that million dollar smile. I remember how he shook my hand and…
I’m so so sorry for Chris’s loss