Jennifer Johnston
God Speed, Chris. You were the best of us.
Fond memories of Christopher as a member of the Eurythmy troupe in high school. Lovely and sensitive young man. Confirmation day at the Christain Community Church with my son, Christopher-Michael with other friends.
Where do songs go after they are sung? Now you have found the answer first. Prematurely. But that is not the end of music. We all will meet again and get ready for the next verse.
Thank you for bringing your shining light to Norfolk and instilling such vibrancy in our opera chorus performance in South Creake church last summer. You brought with you tremendous energy, kindness and your wonderful smile and, of course, the best hugs! A light which will never be extinguished.
No Words Few words could ever convey, the true light that shines within you, Few words could ever compare, to the beauty of who you are, Few words could ever encapsulate, what radiates from your soul, Few words can express the music, that resounds through the halls of your mind. No words will…
During the two years I first knew Zeke at Dartmouth (his first and second years), he was voraciously curious, unfailingly kind, and unstoppable in his quest to learn. His extraordinary gifts spanned music and languages in particular, and he was an amazing teacher. Zeke sang in Handel Society, took conducting, and served as an assistant…
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…