My dearest Zeke, Yesterday your death seemed like some sort of surreal nightmare. Then Owen innocently wondered why I was crying and asked “will Uncle Zeke ever come back?” And when I cried even harder and squeezed him ever so tightly, he put his little head on my shoulder and patted my back and said…
Dear Zeke, I can’t believe you’re no longer with us here, on earth. I don’t know why God needed to summon you to the other side of Life now. I will remain forever grateful for your friendship, which enriched my Dartmouth days and continued beyond the Hanover campus. I still remember catching a glimpse of…
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.
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.
Sending healing prayers hugs love and light at this very difficult time for you all. May Christopher’s memory be a blessing to you all, always! 🙏🙏🙏
