An unexpected winter storm in 2011 brought us unexpected joy as Chris remained snowbound longer than he’d planned! It couldn’t have turned out better for us. Four days Patrice and I will always cherish. Oh, and we appreciated his offer to shovel as well…
A man’s value is not measured by his years on earth, but by his contributions to his fellow man while on earth.
My cousin, my friend, my other brother. Thank you for it all: Munich operas, Boston restaurants, Norwegian cabins, Moosilauke hikes, French books, Cape Cod sandcastles, London museums, and countless WhatsApp voice memos. Thank you for being simultaneously here and there, for both listening and teaching, and for laughing the whole damn way. What a privilege…
Christopher became my nephew in 1990, when Christine and I married, in fact he brought our rings to the altar. Even as a young child it was clear that this bright and intensely alert boy would make the most of his days. And as we all know, he did just that. With his passing I…
Cousin Chris, Across all platforms of life, you were open-hearted. You physically welcomed me to your home. You let me sit next to you, quietly, as you prompted opera singers in Munich. You taught me Russian on a beach. We baked bread over a fire. We fixed your computer, phone and iPad at and apple…
Christopher’s love touched so many people! Just reading the beautiful tributes shows how far and wide his love spread! Two things I enjoyed about Christoper were his love of food and his sense of playfulness! My favorite memory is Christopher and Sindre’s wedding celebration on Cape Cod in September 2013\. It was a beautiful summer…
There just aren’t words but I’ll try as time goes on.
O Maestro! My Maestro! Your symphony has just begun not here or there but everywhere. Movement to movement and act to act you will perform with never an end. I see your vibrance and I see your smile waving that baton from stage to stage and friend to friend. Every piece I hear every performance…