Michela Zaniboni
Remembering Thanksgiving 2011 and visit in London 2018.
Love from the Antonicelli family

My dearest Chris (I`ll always still call you Dimitryi): All I can think about is why I had to miss your party last year in Munich. I thought my kids would be too loud, so I promised to come to the next one. The kids would grow older, and meanwhile you would post amazing nature…
Over the last thirty years I have taught thousands of students, a few of them have left a warm imprint on my heart. Christopher was one of these students. We muddled through eight and ninth grade math together. Christopher was witty, brilliant and had a light-up-the-room smile. He was generous with his hugs and they…
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…
I have never met anybody quite like Zeke. The way he loved people and life was unmatched and his enthusiasm was contagious. I met Zeke at Dartmouth in 2005. I did not get to see him much over the years after that but he would always reach out when coming to Boston and the time…
I’m so shocked to hear of your death, Christopher. We met briefly in Munich when I revived George Benjamin’s opera Written on Skin, and your bright energy was utterly engaging. Your warmth, fun and clear talent shone at every moment and I can’t believe your light has been extinguished so soon. RIP
Christopher was a wonderful friend, I will never forget his incredible attitude to life and the warm aura he brought to every room he entered. The world has lost a beautiful and pure soul, but he will live on strong through all of our memories. My heart goes out to his husband and family x