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.

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…
Qualche anno fa, Zeke era nel Salento per lavoro e io, che ero dai miei, lo invita a casa in occasione della festa patronale e lo presentai ai miei genitori e ai miei amici: feci un figurone, lui conquistò tutti. Mio padre, sbalordito dalla sua conoscenza della storia italiana, per giorni non fatto altro che…
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…
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…
With our condolences and best wishes, this is the Adagio Espressivo from Beethoven’s last violin sonata. Gratefully and humbly dedicated to the memory of Christopher, who gave us and so many others so much warmth and inspiration. Thank you.