Robert Santacroce
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.

There are no words to convey my sadness at this news. Zeke touched me deeply with his positive energy, creativity, and humor. The picture of us gathering and sipping green Waldmeister from the Dartmouth Club of Germany’s winning cup is indelibly in my mind. Such carefree days. He was taken much too soon and the…
I first met Chris at the University of Music “Franz Liszt” in Weimar, Germany where I studied Jazz Vocal Performance and Composition / Arranging. Chris was my lecturer in English diction and speech training. His lessons were hands on and practical, but what´s more he was vivid, lively, friendly and radiating with honesty, authenticity and…
I love you so much Chris! Bruderherz! I’ve been writing poems to you every night and many, many memories are coming up. I will share more when I am able. Here we are jumping into the Blau River in Blaubeuren, Germany. July 2017\. SPLASH!!! Markus or Sindre took the photos. Your friend always, Moirissima
I got known to Christopher in concerts in the Epiphanien church in Berlin-Charlottenburg a lot of years ago when I organized all concerts for several years in this church. Christopher and me got friends and I was amazed about his friendly kindness and youth as being a very qualified conductor. We met only one weekend…
Dear Chris, It is difficult for me to find the right words. You were far too young to leave this world behind and it is absolutely shocking and heartbreaking to read of your sudden death. To write these words feels surreal and painful. I will remember you as a smiling soul, a great talent, a…
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…