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This miniature hydrangea tree is now the center piece of our small front yard at Cumberland Street in Boston where Chris went in and out during his trips back to the States.

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It´s a sour cherry tree because: it´s not very demanding, it is very fruitfull, making preserves and enjoying them during winter brings joy.

I planted a willow tree near a small brook to remember Chris by.

I met Chris in Munich. I was walking from the S-Bahn from the airport with two big suitcases. It had started snowing heavily and Chris, seeing me struggling to cross the road in time, came over to help me. During our short walk to my godfather’s apartment, where I was staying, we realised Chris and Sindre lived in the same building, and before we had even reached the front door, Chris invited me to spend the evening with him at the Bayerische Staatsoper, where he worked, to watch a performance together and show me all the backstage areas. It was such a lovely night, and when my godfather came back to Munich the following day, I was so excited for him to meet Chris too and together we spent the following evening watching Chris conduct his youth orchestra.From then on, I always looked forward to catching up with Chris when visiting Munich, and later, when Chris moved to London for his masters at RCM,  I was so excited to get to see more of him. I loved watching Chris on stage, in his element, and I looked forward to our catch up dinners or joining him and his friends after a performance. I had the privilege of meeting both Chris’ father and his husband, and together the three of us spent a wonderful evening watching Chris conduct and hanging out with his friends at the student union. Chris had a way of bringing everyone together and making everyone feel welcome like no one I’ve ever met. He was so loving, so warm and so kind. He wasn’t just incredibly talented, he was also so generous with his time and his knowledge to everyone around him, and handled every situation with such class and grace. He was such an inspiration to watch, not only on stage, but also in the way he lived his life to the fullest. I thought we would be 80 years old and talking about Gott und die Welt  in that beautiful way that Chris had.  Chris and I met through a random act of kindness that he did for a stranger on a snowy day. Reading all the memories on this page, shows just how much this was the very essence of Chris. Chris loved people and he helped and inspired so many of us on his journey. I feel so grateful to have gotten to know this extraordinary human being and my thoughts are with Chris’ wonderful husband and family. Stephen Colbert: What do you think happens when we die, Keanu Reeves? Keanu Reeves: I know that the ones who love us will miss us  I love you and I miss you 

I planted 100 trees in Iceland for Chris

I planted a tree in Iceland through One Tree Planted

I planted a tree in Mexico through the Nature Conservancy

I planted a tree in Kenya through the Nature Conservancy

I planted a tree in Colombia through the Nature Conservancy

I planted a tree in China in through the nature conservancy

I donated to the nature conservancy to plant a tree in Brazil

We planted the Japanese Weeping Cherry tree a week before Zeke's bday this year.

I believe we are at nine trees (though it might be 12) some of which came from McMullen-Laird Acres up north. There is even a weeping white pine and a weeping spruce, amid sassafras, and other varieties.

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Some of the trees came from the McMullen-Laird woodlands outside Grand Rapids, and the remaining trees (7 in total thus far) I purchased from different nurseries. Natives to Michigan, all.

Recipe for the stuffing Ingredients: 300 gr pork loin 300 gr ham 300 gr real mortadella (possibly not American Bologna) 450 gr Parmesan cheese 3 eggs nutmeg powder Preparation: Cook the pork loin over low heat with a little butter and finely chop it, together with ham and mortadella. Mix everything with parmesan cheese and eggs and add some nutmeg powder. You have to mix the dough for a long time until it's well blended. Then, let it rest for at least 24 hours. A good result depends mainly on the quality of the ingredients! Recipe for the pasta Follow the indications about lasagna. Directions for the shape of the tortellino: Make squares of about 4 cm on each side. Place a small amount of stuffing in the middle. Fold the square in two on itself, forming a triangular shape. Join the flaps od the triangle around the tip od the index finger and close them with finger pressure. The tortellino should be about 5 gr and should be cooked and served in a capon broth.

Recipe for the pasta Ingredients: 300 gr flour 3 eggs 10 gr extra virgin olive oil Preparation: Mix all the ingredients in a robot machine until you have a uniform dough. Transfer it onto a floured surface and make a ball with your hands. Wrap it in some film and let it rest for half an hour. Take small quantities (about 70 gr) and make strips for the lasagna either by hand using a rolling pin or using an Imperia machine. Cut the strips in rectangular pieces (even irregular ones, no problem) and boil them in boiling salted water for a few minutes, then spread it on a tablecloth one by one to dry. Take a pan and make layers in the following way: one layer of bechamel, one layer of ragù sauce, some grated parmesan cheese, one layer of pasta, and then repeat it as many times as you can fill your pan. Bake it for about 30 minutes. Recipe for the ragù sauce Ingredients: 300 gr beef minced beef meat 150 gr stretched bacon 50 gr carrot 50 gr celery 5 spoons of tomato sauce  1/2 glass of wine (red or white, as you wish) 1 glass of milk Preparation: Sauté in a pan the chopped bacon. Add chopped vegetables and let them dry gently. Add minced meat and leave it, stirring until it sizzles. Add the wine and the tomato sauce, elongated with a little broth and seasoning with salt and black pepper.

Serves: about 8 people 50 g bitter cocoa powder 6 cups of coffee (the small Italian ones, I mean) 500 g Mascarpone 1 pack of ladyfingers (Savoiardi) 4 eggs  100 g Sugar Put mascarpone, sugar, egg yolks in a bowl and mix everything well. Whip egg whites until stiff and add them to the mixture. Cover the bottom of a rectangular pan with a layer of ladyfingers soaked a bit with coffee. Cover the ladyfingers with a layer using half of the mascarpone mix. Make another layer with ladyfingers, possibly arranging them in the opposite direction to the previous one. Cover with the remaining mascarpone mix and sprinkle with cocoa powder. Let the tiramisù rest in the fridge for at least 12 hours. Buon appetito!

A recipe for Zeke's easy and delicious bread rolls I worked on an English immersion summer camp for teens in Brandenburg, Germany, with Zeke  ; he was my boss (and he was amazing!) He made these delicious bread rolls for breakfast a few times (the camp food was terrible!). I continued to make them when I got home from camp, and, as I promised him, I also continue to think good thoughts about him every time I make them.  This recipe is copied from the email he sent me.. 500 ml water + 1 package dry yeast (or 7g fresh yeast( mix add 1000 ml (1 liter) flour, any type (also: flax seeds, rolled oats, whole barley grains, you name it) mix  set in fridge overnight (and up to 4 days) form rolls, roll in seeds or oats or buckwheat or whatever place on baking sheet in cold oven  turn oven to 200 degrees C  set timer for 30 min (25 with Umluft)

This is Didi's testing tree. A beautiful imaginary Magnolia tree planted in the small garden outside 21 Cumberland Street, the place Chris liked to come visit, have a meal and be happy.

Julian, Daniel & Andre Scherding donated 200 trees to the Bosque Para Siempre reforestation project at La Calandria in Monteverde Costa Rica inn 2020. The donation was a birthday gift to Christinge Scherding, our mother and Christopher's Aunt. The Bosque Para Siempre project is dedicated to reforesting former cattle land to provide forest corridors for migratory songbirds, most notably the Bellbird. These forest corridors are critical to the survival of local songbirds and with a chain affect, the biodiversity of this precious cloud forest ecosystem.

Street Address : Londonthorpe Wood Street Address Line 2 : Londonthorpe Lane City : Grantham State / Province : Postal / Zip Code : NG31 9SL Planting a tree in memory of Christopher is a way to ensure he will always be there with us. I have planted a tree through the Woodland Trust.

National Forest UK

Mornings Tree Project in Kenya and Ghana The Moringa is called “The Miracle Tree” because it benefits the environment, feeds Earth’s creatures and Humans, and supports community. 

Street Address : Moor Farm Street Address Line 2 : Middleton Moor City : Saxmundham State / Province : Suffolk Postal / Zip Code : IP173LN Today, on 30th September 2020, I planted an oak tree in Christopher's memory. I put it in a small open glade within an existing wood at our farm in Suffolk, England. I hope he would have been proud :)

A virtual planting - how 2020! With memories of Chris, on his 37th birthday.

Street Address : 84 Welling Road Street Address Line 2 : City : Orsett State / Province : Essex Postal / Zip Code : RM16 3DW I thought this was a fantastic idea, and I look forward to seeing everyone’s trees as photos and videos are collected! Can’t think of a better way to celebrate Chris today; sustainability, the environment, and our collective contribution to those things is something he stood for and I’m honoured to do so today in his memory as I plant my tree.

In Jewish tradition, when someone dies, we deliver food and plant in memory and honor of the deceased person. In Christopher’s honor and memory, a ring of 5 trees has been planted in Israel. A certificate from the Jewish Nation Fund is being sent to the family. May Christopher’s memory continue to be a blessing to his family always! 🙏💛🙏

Street Address : 1525 S. Fletcher Rd Street Address Line 2 : City : Chelsea State / Province : MI Postal / Zip Code : 48118 Mark Abrams, Linda Britt, and Karen Chalmer planted a Linden tree (a Venus tree) and a Norway spruce (a sun tree) at The Community Farm of Ann Arbor to honor Christopher’s life and his spirit. They were strengthened by the love being sent from afar by Moira Walsh and Esmin Britt. After the holes had been dug, the compost mixed in, and the trees settled in their new homes with blessings, they began to water them in.  Just then, a gentle rain began.  It grew stronger until the leaves were dancing and the watering was most thorough.  Then, the rain stopped, the sun came out, and there was a rainbow pointing directly at the Linden tree.

My name is James Green, and I am the incumbent President of King’s College London Symphony Orchestra.  The thing I most admire about Chris is his ability to get the absolute best out of people; not just musically but the best of their personality also. In the words of the man himself, he certainly knew how to “get more bang for your buck”. Chris means so much to me, he inspires me more than anyone else I’ve ever met, and I owe him so much for the time and effort he has given me personally, and the whole of KCLSO.  Chris taught me so much, not just musically, but about life too. Most of all, he taught me how to get the most out of life and to live life to the fullest with each and every step you take.  For that I am eternally grateful. Thanks you, Chris. xx

Chris was the most extraordinary human being I have ever met. His positive influence with us at KCLSO was immeasurable. Personally, it was an honour to work beside Chris on my first proper concerto with the orchestra, which involved a wonderful tour to Loire Valley. I will cherish our memories of working on it together. As usual, Chris was constant fountain of knowledge, reassurance and warmth. Before going on stage for each concert we had a moment - a precious hug and a beaming smile. This video is a snippet of my favourite movement from the Kabalevsky concerto. I will be forever grateful that Chris was the person I shared this moment with.

I only knew Christopher briefly in Weimar, as we were both students from the US there. But it was around the time he met Sindre. We all joined a school-organized trip to Berlin, and I often come across these photos. I have been meaning for ages to send them to Christopher and say hi. I'm very sorry I didn't. I hope these photos may be shared with Sindre. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

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 have come to realize that he was not only a conductor of music, he was a conductor of life, and his orchestra of journeys and adventures is as rich as any person I have ever known.  In this time of such deep sorrow and grief I want to thank the many voices that have come forth with their own stories.  I now understand that what I knew of his incredibly rich life is just a fraction of the legacy he leaves behind.  My only comfort, in this most challenging time, is the marvel of his impact on so, so many people, across the globe.  Rest in peace dear Christopher, your deeds and actions left all of us as better people.

I am a friend and co-worker at the RSHC, so I know Dr. Molly And Dr. Quentin. I met Christopher at one of the first retreats I worked at and of course felt his welcoming presence and easy nature. He was so full of life and it was contagious. Reading the memories here and how much he was loved is no surprise because he was so loving . He just put it out there, his love and his passion.  It was shocking news and my heart goes out to his family who feel the loss. So much love to you Christopher on your journey.

This performance of Biber’s Passacaglia is for Chris. I thought of this piece specifically for him since the descending ground bass is often interpreted as the steps that a human being takes as they walk through life. In fact, this piece is also called the “Guardian Angel” and there is an engraving of an angel taking a person by the hand on the first page of the sheet music. I have been thinking of Chris during these last few weeks as he has embarked on this new journey. I am sending all of my love to his family - to Quentin, Molly, Sindre, Purple, Lydia and Samuel. With love, Aniela  

June 24-Wed early am: I woke up to intense rain this morning. The skies are crying. I have wanted to write here but just couldn’t. It’s impossible to find words to express what our family is experiencing. It’s been nearly a week since we’ve heard the news of your passing. One week has felt like a lifetime....because we have been celebrating a very full life. And because we feel such deep sorrow and pain.  But, just as our tears are small in comparison to the power of nature’s drenching rain, the joy and love each of us received from having you in our lives is but a fraction of the joy and love you had and shared.  Thank you, Christopher, for all that you gave and for all that you were to everyone you encountered. I love you.  Tine

Christopher was my nephew and a wunderkind.  Among his long list of qualities, I was impressed by his ability to momentarily interrupt his passionate drive to meet his goals with some goofy joie de vivre. While appearing serendipitous, I often wondered if it was part of his recipe for success. His abrupt passing is a painful irony.  Tragic that someone living life to its fullest should leave so soon, yet glorious that his short 36 years would have so many shared kindnesses, loving relationships, and joyful experiences.  Christopher was a gift to us all.

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 day filled with love, laughter, joy and the delicious food and drinks that guests prepared and shared. I can still see Chris and Sindre beaming, devouring every moment of the day. And Chris oohing and ahhing over the food! Weeks later, we received a thank you note from the newlyweds. While appreciating our gift, what impressed Christopher more was my wedding baked beans and apple kuchen. The kuchen recipe will be in the memorial cookbook. For Christopher’s birthday in 2016, I sent him this card. He absolutely loved it! Underneath all those serious accomplishments, was a boy just waiting to have fun! I will miss him so much.

College was a really formative time in my life. I know that this was the case for Zeke. That he embraced the freedom to rediscover himself is signaled most obviously by the fact that all of us who met him in Hanover know him as Zeke, not as Chris or Christopher. In fact, because the Dartmouth email system – known colloquially to students as “Blitz” – allowed you to choose people to write to you using nicknames that linked to your email, I didn’t find our Zeke’s real name until years after we had met. Although I never took a class with Zeke, I remember being immediately attracted to his bubbly, magnetic personality when we first met through an event organized by the German Department. Although we shared a circle of friends, he and I really connected and became close as a result of a series of conversations about how to deal with our multiple different identities. Like Zeke, I am also the product of a trans-Atlantic family. In many ways, my childhood growing up in the US and then moving to Slovenia for high school was the inverse of his experience as a child in Europe, who then moved to the US for high school.  What we shared, however, was a certain sense of dislocation and uncertainty about what the US meant to us – an uncertainty that spending college in Hanover allowed us to navigate and explore together. For both of us, our time at Dartmouth – both in Hanover and in Germany on exchanges organized through the College – helped us to think through what “being American” meant to us and how this aspect of our backgrounds fit in with the rest of our backgrounds. In fact, I think that it is no accident that so many of Zeke’s friends at Dartmouth were either international students or Americans who had similarly split-identities. Instead of choosing between the different aspects of his life, Zeke used his time in Hanover to become comfortable inhabiting various different positions – often all at the same time. As far as I know, he is one of the only individuals to not only live in language immersion housing for two different languages, but also to act as a supplementary language teacher – a “drill” instructor in Dartmouth-speak – for two different languages. So many of my memories of Zeke from Hanover are from parties at the Max Kade German Center and the Italian Language Program, where you never knew what language the group next to you would be speaking. Zeke was the life of these parties, a twinkle in those deep, piercing blue eyes as he switched effortlessly between languages while chatting enthusiastically with everyone, from old friends to people he had just met. In full embrace of the German-side of his identity, I will also always remember Zeke inducing me into FKK – Freikörperkultur or “free body culture” – during a night swim in the Connecticut River, which he insisted must be in the nude, and which was done from the Vermont side of the river, safely out of the reach of the Dartmouth Safety & Security officers, who for some inexplicable reason didn’t see skinny dipping as a form of cultural expression…. It is an interesting fact that Zeke graduated from Dartmouth without a major. In this, as in so many other things, he did not conform. Instead, as one of the few Senior Fellows chosen by the College each year, Zeke completed his degree by planning, fundraising and conducting a “completely historically accurate” Mozart Requiem where only those notes that could be historically verified as having been composed by Mozart himself were performed. While unusual, I like to think that this performance is representative of Zeke's passion for music and his inquisitive desire to understand the background of everything he did and everyone he met. Since graduation, it has been my pleasure to be part of Zeke’s “Big Green mafia,” as he lovingly referred to his friends from Dartmouth. Over the past 15 years we have met up many times – almost always in a different place – to enjoy concerts, wonderful food, skiing and, of course, nude swimming. Regardless of how much time had passed, Zeke was always there for me when I needed him and we were always able to pick right back up from where we had left off when we saw each other again. I still cannot believe that Zeke is gone. There is a part of me that still thinks that if I call him, he will be there to pick up the phone and pick me up with his enthusiasm and boundless positivity.  In his honor – and in celebration of the fact that he will always be with all of us who met him at Dartmouth – I would like to conclude with a poem that I first learned from one of our mutual mentors, Professor Steven Paul Scher, who unfortunately passed away while we were still students. I can think of no better way to remember Zeke – and to celebrate his life and enduring influence on all  of us – than with the poem we recited for Professor Scher at the time.  This is Johann Wolfgang von Goethe “Wandrers Nachtlied II,” the second “Wanderer’s Nightsong”: Über allen Gipfeln  Ist Ruh’, In allen Wipfeln  Spürest du Kaum einen Hauch; Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde.  Warte nur, balde Ruhest du auch. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

"Lo duca e io per quel cammino ascoso intrammo a ritornar nel chiaro mondo; e sanza cura aver d'alcun riposo, salimmo sù, el primo e io secondo, tanto ch'i' vidi de le cose belle che porta 'l ciel, per un pertugio tondo. E quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle." The stars are shining for you, dearest Zeke, and for your family. https://youtu.be/Y29miwcVUOU

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 to have known you and to carry you with me for the rest of my life.

Zeke and I were Senior Fellows together at Dartmouth during our senior year. He was so inspirational, that years and year later, I still speak of his fellowship project as an example of the type of amazing friends that I had the fortune of knowing at Dartmouth. We had a lot of great times in those fellow offices in Baker Library - memories that I will treasure even more now. Zeke, you will be missed greatly.

Dear Quentin, Molly, Lydia, Purple, Samuel, Sindre, and Kin, All I can do is to create this embrace, this vessel, of peace and love where sorrow can reside while you merge into this loss and these crushing adjustments. Grief and love are strange bedfellows, but I hope that the colossal force of the second in your life ministers you through the first. We are here, Love, Claudette. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bydE7oel_6Y

Christopher entered our lives last year when he came to Norfolk to conduct the Yorke Trust's summer opera, The Tempest. On our journey from the station when he told me the choristers would be singing the opera choruses from memory, it didn't seem achievable. I soon discovered that through Chris' absolute belief in peoples' abilities, his charm, encouragement, talent and love he could make anything happen. He led a Come and Sing Day for us in February where a group of 73 singers of varied experience and in some cases no experience, came together on one day to perform Mozart's Requiem. The result was completely amazing. Chris was a uniquely beautiful and talented person. He touched our hearts and will never be forgotten.

Passing along this memory on behalf of Bill Summers's, Zeke's Senior Fellowship advisor at Dartmouth: A great shadow has darkened the sky.  The birds have begun their silent mourning.  They sense the powerful moment of someone’s passing.  Nature knows another spirit has retired from the earth, and we who remain behind veil our faces as we weep uncontrollably. Incomplete explanations force our minds to ask and ask again, why, why, WHY?  The end cannot have come!  The effervescence of a vibrant life, just short hours before, cannot be over.   Time stopped, but it should never have been permitted.  Being was transformed, but we have been left behind.  How can we be so ill equipped at this devastating moment, aching to flee back into those hours before Christopher died for a final good bye hug?  Our hearts are broken, but will be mended slowly as we receive the healing balm from our rich memories of such a wonderful person.  Pax et bonum Christopher. ChristopherDownload ChristopherDownload

I'm a Canadian opera singer, and in spring 2014 I was a guest artist at the Munich Staatsoper for a new production of Zimmerman's Die Soldaten. It was a huge production, and one of the most fulfilling experiences of my career. It was also the first time I had ever worked with a prompter. In fact, for this show because it was so difficult, we had TWO! And Chris was one of them. I remember I was quite confused at first with the role of the prompter, I didn't know how to "use" them, but Chris was so generous, helpful, always looking for a way to help me when I needed it. He was positive, classy, and fun. He was about to head to Stavanger after the production, and we spoke a lot about conducting, and it was clear how much he was looking forward to being in Norway. He had such enthusiasm, the glow of someone who truly loves his path and is in it for all the best reasons, and I will never forget him. My deepest condolences to Chris' friends and family at this terrible loss.

Dear Christopher Quentin,   we met first in Berlin, with your parents, than at the wonderful Thanksgiving 2011, you organised in the house of Samuel’s italian family.   With your generous eyes and hands and your sunperson’s heart, thinking of you will be thanksgiving forever.   Yours Emanuela and Gigi, Milano   We shall not cease from exploration   And the end of all our exploring   Will be to arrive where we started   And know the place for the first time.   Through the unknown, unremembered gate   When the last of earth left to discover   Is that which was the beginning;   At the source of the longest river   The voice of the hidden waterfall   And the children in the apple-tree   Not known, because not looked for   But heard, half-heard, in the stillness   Between two waves of the sea.   Quick now, here, now, always--   A condition of complete simplicity   (Costing not less than everything)   And all shall be well and   All manner of thing shall be well   When the tongues of flames are in-folded   Into the crowned knot of fire   And the fire and the rose are one.

E' stato un piacere e un onore conoscerti. Ci mancherai nei nostri appuntamenti annuali del 6 gennaio in giro per l'Europa. Ciao Zeke Max e Annalisa

Christopher was a remarkable RCM student, with a rare ability to inspire others.  His was a radiant personality, with a musical talent to match.  We worked together on a Mozart project in his final year; he was insightful and passionate.  Deepest condolences from the entire College community.  From the RCM Director

Dear Zeke,  You played such an integral role in my Dartmouth experience.  Thank you for our long talks and sharing a passion for music, for the thoughtful discussions during our London Music FSP and the spontaneity and adventure of the trip to Italy and especially beautiful Corsica. After college, you made me so proud as you conquered your dream. It had been a few years, but we picked up right where we left off at our 10-year reunion, catching up on life and music and silliness and laughter. I will always cherish you!   Love, Stella

I join the many who are sending prayers on your way into the spiritual world. May the love that accompanies you help through guide the way. Your deeds inspire me!

Cape Cod is a haven for all of the Lairds and Christopher spent so many loving days with his Grandfather here. He shared Summers on the Cape with his siblings as children, and played with my Daughter when she was five.  Over the years he brought so many friends, as this was a second home with his Grandparents.  I watched his Grandfather light up with joy and laughter each time Christopher came.  His Grandfather cherished every letter, card and call and was so proud of his many talents.  I spent a few minutes with him each time he came, and will always remember his smiling face and the special bond I saw with Harry, his Grandfather.

It is with such great sadness that we learn of the untimely passing of Chris.  He was a popular student at the Royal College of Music, his infectious personality and easy-going charm touching many lives, from his contemporaries, the staff who taught him, and the young children he inspired through the Sparks programme, and which he had characteristically embraced with energy and enthusiasm.  I enjoyed many wide-ranging discussions with him, where his thirst for knowledge and eagerness for understanding underpinned a particular desire to succeed in this musical world which gave him so much happiness.  He was generous, empathetic, ever-positive, and always grateful for all the opportunities that came his way.  It is a particular sadness that his passing came at a time when he was seeing a successful way forward in his chosen path, sharing his love of music and the joy of performing with others. We will all greatly miss him. Stephen Johns Artistic Director Royal College of Music

I haven't seen Chris since we graduated from high school but I have clear memories of his kind, sincere character.  We were in the orchestra together and I was always impressed with the way he approached music.  I knew he experienced the music in a way that I did not.  But, he was always supportive.  I remember our teacher letting him conduct the orchestra a few times and always thought it perfect that he went on to have a career in music.

I had the privilege of study together with Chris at the RCM in London since 2017\. His pure joy of life, music and people gave an extra important dimension to the social and professional life in college. I would like to share with you this movement of E. Elgar’s Cello Concerto that Chris and I recorded at the RCM in February this year. For the past 1,5 years I have been researching early 20th century performance practice on Elgar’s Concerto. Chris joined me early on and conducted this orchestra of mutual friends from across London. It was a project he had a great enthusiasm and belief in, just like he had for any creative musical projects a little out of the normal. He talked about it wherever he went with whoever he met. We presented our work and the recording at the RCM on February 27th, which was, as far as I know, the last thing he did there in college. This is a way of making music he rightly called “high risk” playing, connecting this with his long experience in conducting operas of Puccini and Mascagni. We were in the early planning of bringing this to orchestras in Norway once we could start playing concerts again, as this way of making music stood close to his heart. I am sure you can see, hear, and feel this from the video by his elegant and natural movements, perfect control over the score, and the emphatic aura he expresses. Thank you, Christopher for your ever positive energy, inclusiveness, enthusiasm, belief in others, wisdom and professionalism. You have been a great inspiration to me, and you had the rare ability of making everyone around you stronger and happier. You will be much missed! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AqtqHu5WMmY

Dear Molly and Quentin, Der Tote ist nicht tot. Er lebt in uns fort auf geheimnisvolle Weise. Er fügt gleichsam seine besten, nun von der Last des Leidens erlösten Kräfte den unseren hinzu. So beginnt er, uns selbst zu verwandeln und läutert in unserem Herzen sein zweites, höheres Wesen. Wo echte Liebe lebte, sterben die Toten nicht von uns weg, sondern in uns hinein.                                                                                                                                                        Vergil Augen voller Licht Unsere Toten sind nicht abwesend, sondern nur unsichtbar. Sie schauen mit ihren Augen voller Licht in unsere Augen voller Trauer.                                                                         Augustinus my deepest condolences Anette

I have never met Christopher but knowing Quentin and Molly I can only imagine what a wonderful person he was. My thoughts and prayers are with you,Quentin, Molly,and Christopher. I can’t imagine what you are going through.  Love, Laura

Zeke was one of my first friends at Dartmouth. We haven't crossed paths since graduation but his voice and presence come so clearly to mind when I think of him. That incredible energy. It is so sad to hear of his passing. My thoughts are with his family.

Already as a 14-year old, Christopher had the baton in his hand, leading a group of about 12 elderly Health Retreat patients and staff in songs.  'How can he and how does this young boy dare work with us oldies' I (who could have been his grandmother) wondered. But soon enough it was clear: his enthusiasm, confidence, utter charm, familiarity and love of music and people, and complete control of the situation.  It was not important how old we were, as long as he could make us sing and enjoy it. He jokingly got us through the daily morning rituals, making us feel much better even improving our health. Thank you, Christopher.

Christopher was a remarkable RCM student, with a rare ability to inspire others.  His was a radiant personality, with a musical talent to match.  We worked together on a Mozart project in his final year; he was insightful and passionate.  Deepest condolences from the entire College community.  From the RCM Director

Lieber Christopher, Sie haben sehr gut Deutsch gesprochen, deshalb schreibe ich in dieser Sprache. In den Jahren 2005 und 2006 haben Sie bei mir in der Musikhochschule Franz List Weimar studiert, diese schöne und sinnvolle Zeit mit Ihnen vergesse ich nicht. Erst im April des Jahres 2020 hatten wir einen schönen schriftlichen Kontakt, Sie schickten mir das Bild, ich habe mich herzlich gefreut, dass es Ihnen gut geht und Sie fröhlich und voll Lebensmut sind. So werden Sie mir im Gedächtnis bleiben, solange ich lebe. 25.6.2020 Professor Gunter Kahlert

I met Zeke at Dartmouth when we were both part of the symphony orchestra there. He was a lively, fun and happy guy then. It is clear that he has been much respected, loved and appreciated since. My condolences on his passing. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Mein lieber Christopher, es ist ein schöner Sommerabend und eigentlich fände das 2. Hauptereignis der Stadt Mainz, die Johannisnacht statt. Nun schließt  Corona solche Großveranstaltungen aus. Die Spargelsaison endet traditionell an Johannis, dem 24. Juni und es war Spargelzeit vor 17 Jahren. Wir hatten einen Gast, einen ehemaligen VDAC Stipendiaten aus der UT in Austin, Cody Moody, und genossen mit ihm den Nachmittag auf der Terrasse im Mühlweg. Cody, der eigentlich mit Dir über Wohnmöglichkeiten im Münchfeld sprechen sollte meinte, sag mal, sollte er nicht längst hier sein? Schau doch mal ob eine E-Mail da ist. Und so war as: Hello everybody, I have missed my flight and hope to come on a standby flight Ryan Air to Hahn. Als ich vorsichtig am Flughafen anfragte, ob Du denn in der nächsten Maschine  Platz bekämest wand man sich schon damals etwas wie Datenschutz, meinte aber es sei auch mit viel Rückreisestau an Pfingstmontag auf der  Hunsrück-Höhenstraße zu rechnen.  Will, der normalerweise bereitwillig unsere Studenten abholte, auch am frühen Morgen in Frankfurt reagierte mit: Ich hol doch nicht dauernd deine Studenten ab, bin doch kein Chauffeur, na dann zeig mir mal die Akte, das Bild. Und so fuhr er abends  zum Bahnhof, wo die Hahn Busse ankamen, Anruf Will: Der Bus ist nicht da – na und?  Dann der nächste Anruf: Ich hab ihn, aber der Pass ist weg. Natürlich war die zuständige Fundstelle nicht an einem Feiertag noch dazu abends zu erreichen. Also warten wir ab. Cody musste den Zug nach Darmstadt nehmen und Ihr konntet Euch nur kurz begrüßen. Du stiegst aus Will’s Auto sagtest, ach bitte sagen Sie doch Du zu mir und es war bei mir Liebe auf den ersten Blick. Es gab ein spätes Spargelessen für Dich auf der Terrasse und wir besprachen den nächsten Tag, da Du einen Termin beim Rektor der Hochschule für Musik der Uni Mainz unten am Binger Schlag hattest, wir aber vorher ins Kundencenter wegen Deinem Pass mussten. Nach dem Frühstück sind wir mit der Straßenbahn, damals noch die 8, jetzt die 52 zum Bahnhof und im Kundencenter gab man Dir den Pass und mit merkwürdigem Gesicht und spitzen Fingern – eine Geldbörse mit 450,00 DM. Ich hatte den Eindruck die Frau meinte es sei gestohlen, aber Dein Vater hatte Dir das Geld mitgegeben, da es inzwischen den Euro gab. So sind wir also in die Hegelstraße zur Bundesbank und haben DM in Euro getauscht. Und natürlich hattest Du auch die Besprechung mit Professor Blume. Du wolltest dann zu Freunden in die Trierer Gegend, später zurück nach London ans RCM.    Eine nette Karte habe ich gerade in Deiner Akte gefunden mit einem Garfield Bild, Thank you for all you do. Es kam der Spätsommer, zu meiner Enttäuschung bekamst Du keinen Platz im Wohnheim Rhein-Main in der Meielache und so fragte ich bei der Evangelischen Kirche, Jochen-Klepper-Haus, direkt an der Uni an und es wurde genehmigt. Am Tag als Du 20 wurdest kamst Du für das akademische Jahr 2003/04 nach Mainz. Wir holten Dich am Bahnhof ab und brachten Dich in Dein neues Zuhause wo Mitbewohner Dich bereits erwarteten. Einen Geburtstagkuchen und das ‚survival Kit‘ hatte ich zusammengestellt, Brot, Milch, Eier, Butter, Müsli, Joghurt, Tee und selbst gemachte  Marmelade. Der Uni-Alltag in Deutschland ist natürlich gänzlich anders als in den USA, aber meine Aufgabe als Local Chairperson war und ist es noch immer für einen reibungslosen Einstieg und Hilfe bei der Bürokratie zu sorgen.   Bei Dir gab es kaum Schwierigkeiten, da Du komplett zweisprachig warst.  Du studiertest Musik und Musikwissenschaft und warst für 1 Semester Gasthörer an der Musikhochschule in Frankfurt bei Professor Rajski (Operndirigieren). Im Frühjahr 2004 feierte der deutsch-amerikanische Club Mainz sein 50-jähriges Jubiläum und Du brachtest Moira als Gast mit. Manchmal kamen Sonja Olson und Du zum Stammtisch aber natürlich immer als gern willkommene Gäste zu uns in den Mühlweg. Nach Deiner Rückkehr in die USA zum Abschluss Deines Senior Years hattest Du eine Riesenaufgabe als Abschlussarbeit übernommen eine Mozartoper aufzuführen, dazu das Fundraising  zu stemmen und Du warst maßlos enttäuscht über den Ausgang der Wahl am 3.November 2004, allerdings hatte NH  nicht zu dem Ergebnis beigetrage und Du wolltest lieber nach Canada auswandern bis 2008. Es kam dann gänzlich anders, denn Dein Antrag um eine DAAD Stipendium zum Studium in Weimar war erfolgreich und wir freuten uns auf  Dich, im Winter hatten wir Dich kurz zu einem Mittagessen im HDW getroffen. Zum Orientierungsseminar für die neuen Amerikaner brachten Dich Deine Eltern in die Jugendherberge International in Berlin und am Sonntag nahmen wir an einer Führung in der Staatsoper Unter den Linden teil, die damals renoviert wurde. Im Frühjahr 2006 besuchten wir Dich in Weimar und erlebten  zusammen im Nationaltheater die Aufführung ‚Die Räuber‘ und am Tag darauf IDOMENEO und ehe wir sonntags zurückfuhren spazierten wir beide im Schlosspark Belvedere.  Du brachtest nach Mainz gerne Freunde mit   und so kam Sindre mit. Will spürte sofort, dass es mehr als Freundschaft war. Auch Deine Geschwister kamen bis auf Samuel mit zu Besuch. Zwischendurch und manchmal last minute besuchten wir in Wiesbaden Opernaufführungen.  Wir fuhren bei Schneefall zur Emmerich-Smola Gesangsauswahl nach Landau und mussten  am frühen Morgen erst mal den Schnee wegschaufeln, damit das Auto in unsere Einfahrt gestellt werden konnte. Ich kam zur Aufführung von Staat-Mater nach Berlin und am nächsten Abend waren wir am Hertasee/Grunewald im Restaurant des St. Michaels Heim zum Abendessen. 2007 am 1. und 2. Juni feierte der VDAC  das 60-jährige Bestehen und das 50-jährige Bestehen des Studentenaustauschs und ich hatte auch einen runden Geburtstag.  Zum Festakt am 2. Juni  umrahmten Caroline Wittig und Du im Prinz-Carl.-Palais den Festakt und  Du übereichtest mir eine große Glasvase mit Sonnenblumen zum Geburtstag.  Für Dein Konzert am 29.09 2007 wies Will mich darauf hin, dass ich Dir versprochen hätte zum Konzert nach Tübingen zu kommen und so  fuhr ich los, wurde von Moira und Sindre am Bahnhof abgeholt und in die Jugendherberge gebracht wo ich gegen alle Regeln ein Zimmer erhalten hatte. Es war ein wunderbarer Abend mit anschließender Feier bis in den frühen Morgen zu Deinem Geburtstag, ein  Frühstück im Café direkt an der Neckarbrücke.  Als Du mich batest Deine Bewerbung für die Bayerische Staatsoper zu prüfen ging ich damit zu Will und er kam dann mit folgendem Rat: Wir wissen ja beide, dass unser Junge ausgezeichnete Kenntnisse in verschiedenen europäischen Sprachen besitzt, aber er soll das mal herunterspielen und schreiben sehr gut und es der Bayerischen Staatsoper überlassen sich zu überzeugen. Und natürlich erhieltest Du die Position als maestro suggeritore wurdest zum Neujahrsempfang in die  Bayerische Landesvertretung nach Berlin eingeladen.  Als ich diesen überraschenden Umschlag  aus dem Bundespräsidialamt erhielt rief ich Dich am nächsten Tag an, damit Du das Wochenende 3./4. Oktober terminlich  einplanen konntest. So begleiteten mich die drei wichtigsten Männer nach Berlin ins Schloss Bellevue zur Verleihung des Bundesverdienstkreuzes. Liebevoll hast Du dies in einem Artikel für die Gazette Nr. 3 2012 berichtet. Für Dich haben sich viele Träume erfüllt auf welche Du Dich in dem Artikel beziehst. Aber die Träume sind jäh zerstoben, Du bist nicht mehr da. In der Weihnachtskarte schriebt Ihr wir sehen uns in Norwegen, London und Mainz, planten zur Graduation auf dem Weg nach London in Paris ein Mittagessen. Und ich war gespannt Euch die neue Wohnung zu zeigen. Mein graues englisches Geschirr  habe ich Dir testamentarisch vermacht, ebenso wie einen Teil der Kochbücher. Jetzt sind die drei wichtigen Männer in meinem Leben, Will, mein Bruder Rudi und Du unendlich weit weg.   Vielleicht kannst Du im Himmel Deinen Dirigentenstab einsetzen und  mit einem Engelorchester spielen, Mozart oder Bach, evtl. Purcell, den Will mochte. Danke für die schönen Jahre, Will und ich waren stolze Eltern und haben Deinen Werdegang immer mit Aufmerksamkeit verfolgt. Ursula Am 25.Juni 2020   

We write this note with stunned sadness and profound sympathy.  Zeke brought so much to so many always; so giving, so creative, so full of life.   As an office, we put together a list of words and phrases that jumped into our hearts and brains as we thought about Zeke. He did love words! We are grateful for the spirit he gave our teams and our students. "Magical, open, just plain fun, kind, full of sparkle, gifted, leader, talented, happy, laughter filled, respectful, always present, at the ready, tireless, supportive, encouraging.” This photo, from 2006 was taken on the steps of Dartmouth Hall after an Italian language session. Just think of the love of learning and giggles that Zeke brought to the experience!

Chris would steward concerts for me at RCM, a few years ago he saved a graduation ceremony by getting his husband Sindre in to help out as I had no one able to work.  Chris was a truly lovely guy and will be missed by all who knew him.  I just watched the funeral and still can’t believe he’s gone. My deepest deepest condolences to Sindre and all Chris’ family. Sleep well Chris, Love Mark RCM House Manager 

Christopher is my cousin. He surprised me by traveling overseas to attend my wedding September 2018 which made the day that more special. I felt so loved that he came to celebrate and dance with me and our family. He has always had a positive attitude since I first remember when visiting as a child in Michigan. After our long trip he was so excited to see us and graciously brought water and made us feel welcome. Other times when he visited us, he’d tell stories or encourage creative games with myself and my siblings. I hope to carry on this bright attitude, creativity, love of music and languages for myself and my daughter.

From day one I met Chris back in 2017, he was all about unconditional giving and help to everyone around him. He organized practice sessions for the conducting module to help those with no previous experience, asking for nothing in return. He was one of these people who spill positivity on you with the simplest of gestures. He would see a stressed out friend entering the building and insist on having them over for tea and talk it through until one left with a smile on the face. He initiated an oriental music concert we have been trying to make happen since 2019 and I cannot possibly imagine having someone else's baton raised for that... Anyone who has been conducted by Chris or has seen him at it knows about the beauty of his everflowing charisma, his humour that can alter any situation and these deep eyes that speak to and value every individual musician... Christopher was meant for legendary things but taken away too soon from this world... I am honoured to have known him, to have had my music brought magic to with his baton and will be missing our talks and laughs... May this be a reminder to cherish every second of our lives that we sometimes take for granted, to value the people in our lives more than we do and to make the very best out of every breath we are given... My condolences and love to his family and loved ones. May they be granted the strength and patience for this.   May his wondrous soul rest in peace...   Christophers-_Watermelon_-backing-vocalsDownload

Christopher was an amazing being. May he and we find our right orientation now in the spiritual world. Many have been touched by Christopher while he was on earth. May our love we send to him be supportive wings for his further journey and unfoldment in the spiritual world.

In 2003, Christopher came to Mainz, Germany, on the exchange program of the VDAC as a nominee of Dartmouth College. It is not every day that one has the good fortune of becoming acquainted with someone of such unusual character, with such a zest for life and such incredible musical talent. Christopher made sure to stay in touch with us over the years, attending our events when his schedule permitted and inspiring group after group of our students. He will be missed.

Wir sind sehr traurig und werden Christopher vermissen. Die vielen schönen Stunden, die wir mit ihm in Weimar, Berlin und Heilbronn verbracht haben, werden uns immer in Erinnerung bleiben.

Dear Chris, I will never forget our collaborating, you were such an incredible musician and friend. Thank you for the memories. Rest in peace Christopher, Bo

I became friends with Zeke at Dartmouth where we were classmates.  I don’t recall how we met, but we spent the most time together over sophomore summer.  There were swimming adventures, ice cream, long evenings on the porch, and “Prom” at the Moosilauke Ravine Lodge (where this photo was taken).  Zeke’s eyes were always filled with light, his hugs filled with warmth, and his schedule filled with everything he was passionate about.  His wonderful energy will be greatly missed by all those who knew and loved him.

Christopher – or Zeke, as we called him at Dartmouth – and I became dear friends in college despite never having taken a single class together. We have always shared a love of languages and as undergraduates, we had a common (and very lucrative!) side job as teaching assistants for introductory French and German courses. His contagious enthusiasm and love for the arts, food, clever puns, and life in general made Zeke a magnetic personality and someone whose presence has always given me new energy.  He was one of the first college I introduced to my (now) husband, Basti, and they too became close quickly. Indeed, that was something else that Zeke modeled well for the rest of us: he treated his friends' friends and loved ones as if they were his own family. Like many others who knew and loved him, Basti and I had the pleasure of attending some of Zeke's performances over the years. However, the one that was most meaningful to us was our own wedding. When we decided to celebrate our marriage with friends from all over the world, he was the best imaginable choice of an officiant. On August 1st, 2015, Zeke presided over a beautiful, funny, and touching bilingual German-English ceremony that our friends still talk about today. At the time, many folks were surprised that his "real job" had nothing to do with public speaking or international wedding celebrations!  last fall when we were in London for a weekend, Basti and I had a wonderful afternoon with Zeke. His commitment to public transportation combined with the calamitous British Rail system meant that he arrived an hour late, but all was forgiven the moment he arrived at the restaurant and gave a round of hugs. Over lunch we told him that we were expecting a baby in March: he cried when he heard the news, promised to come visit us as soon as he could, and then secretly paid for our meal. Everything about that day captures an aspect of our love for Zeke: happily forgiven tardiness, long hugs, emotional openness, willingness to travel, and generosity towards friends.  To say we will miss Zeke dearly would be the understatement of the century. He was an exceptional friend and human. We take some comfort in knowing how much joy he brought to others and how famously his legacy will live on among those who loved him.

I remember hearing about Christopher long before I met him, which was during the late 90s. At the time, I was Purple’s voice teacher and lived just down the street from the McMullen-Laird family. I taught quite a number of Steiner School students and Christopher’s reputation definitely preceded him! He had been described to me as eccentric and fun-loving and a musician with a penchant for Mozart. Everyone adored Christopher’s energy..  On the day that we met, Christopher joined Purple for a voice lesson where she was singing an aria from Mozart’s opera, Bastien und Bastienne. This relatively unperformed piece was one of Mozart’s earliest operas, written when he was just 12 years old. In retrospect, it seems perfectly apropos to have met with Christopher’s astounding talent in the musical context of the world’s best known child prodigy - Mozart. I will quite literally never forget that meeting with Christopher! His enthusiasm for musical discussion was infectious and his knowledge of the opera and of Mozart was stunning and unprecedented for most teenage males. His energy and excitement filled the studio and the impact of his presence stayed with me long after that day. In fact, I always remember that day in my tiny studio with Purple and Christopher every time I see or hear mention of Bastien und Bastienne. Many years have passed since that day, but once reacquainted with Christopher through Facebook over the last few years,  I began following the journey of his career.  How incredible it has been to watch his successes and see posts of his animated, expressive displays as a conductor. As an opera singer, I had always hoped there might be some serendipity to sing under his baton one day, bringing our connection from that first meeting full circle.  I am sorry that day will not come in this lifetime and I am also sorry that I won’t have the opportunity to see him conduct in person. It is obvious that Christopher’s short life impacted countless people. I will never forget how that brilliant, young talent impacted my own life.  Thank you, Christopher, and thank you  McMullen-Laird family for bringing his joy into the world and giving all of us the chance to celebrate him together. 

I briefly met Christopher for the first time in February 2019, before properly meeting in November last year. We met in Paris where Christopher was passing through on one of his regular train trips from Germany to London, where we had arranged our first read through for a concert in December. The concert was my first ever concerto that I played with an orchestra, and I was definitely very nervous, but Christopher was instantly so reassuring and supportive, and he truly made the experience so unforgettable. In the short time that I knew Christopher, his musical ability was of course clear, but what stood out to me the most was how kind he was. I remember him offering to let me stay with his family if I was ever visiting New York from Canada (where I was going to study after Paris), changing all of his travel plans and flying back from Norway to make sure that we could have an extra rehearsal together, and always promising to do everything he could to help if I ever wanted something. He was, of course, exceptionally talented, and it was in that context that I knew him, but his generosity, selflessness and unwavering happiness will be what I will always remember him by.  It may be a cliche to say that Christopher had a zest for life, or that he brought joy to the lives of others, but it is certainly rare to find someone who had these qualities in such abundance. Though I feel sadness for not having known Christopher longer, I am without doubt just extremely grateful that I knew him at all, and I know that the world will miss his effortless joy and kindness. Rest in peace.

Christopher guest conducted the Surrey Mozart Players on 7 December 2019 for a performance of Brahms Variations on a Theme by Haydn, Rodrigo Concierto de Aranjuez with Giacomo Susani as soloist and Schubert Symphony no. 3 at the Electric Theatre in Guildford.  Christopher delighted us with his infectious enthusiasm, charisma, warmth and humour, and conscientious and faultless preparation.  The concert was a sell-out and Christopher totally charmed our audience.  He was a very strong contender for the role of our next Musical Director and we had already invited him back for two more concerts next season, starting with a concert in September.  We were so looking forward to working with him again and are struggling to comprehend the tragic loss of this beautiful and brilliant person.   Our hearts go out to Sindre, his family and all his many friends.   Our members’ responses to the news clearly reflect the impact he had: “So talented and such a lovely conductor to work for and far too young to go.  He will be a big loss to the music world.” “It was a privilege to have played with him last year.” “Seldom have I experienced such a huge buzz from an evening rehearsal, let alone a concert, his enthusiasm was just so infectious and his musicianship was so uplifting to share.” “He was my favourite conductor so far, oozing talent and musicality.” “Christopher stayed with us and we thought he was absolutely gorgeous, not to mention talented.”  And this was some feedback from our members after our December 2019 concert: “Chris’s humour and energy were abundant and seemed to be appreciated by everyone I spoke to. He would be my first choice as a permanent conductor.” “Very good natured, and exuded supportive confidence.” “I thoroughly enjoyed working with Chris. He had a really good understanding of the music and was so enthusiastic. Rehearsals were very organised and he brought out the best in a really positive way. His enthusiasm was incredible. He made a huge effort to speak to every member of the orchestra, and not just in a cursory manner: he really took time with people and got so much out of us.”  “Chris was an absolute delight to work with. He brought a great blend of musical insight, technical skills, motivation, enthusiasm and interpersonal skills to the rehearsals. The Schubert in particular was a revelation - he took what could have been a rather pedestrian symphony and breathed so much life, fun and colour into it… I personally think he would be a tremendous asset to the orchestra if he were appointed as conductor.” “Amazing!! He has such enthusiasm and knowledge, and is so friendly. He had insight into every instrument, understood the music so well and drew so much from a relatively simple piece. He took the time to meet every member of the orchestra and brought huge energy and fun to the concert... I thought he was absolutely brilliant.” “I loved Christopher Quentin! The fact he focused on the music and not just the notes made it a great experience in rehearsals and concert. My favourite concert in a long time.” “Chris is a real find. A delightful and charismatic personality, real joy in the music and engagement with the orchestra and he's extremely knowledgeable about the music. He was meticulous in getting the effects that he wanted and communicated his pleasure clearly when we managed to achieve what he wanted.” “Chris brought a fresh approach and novel ideas of interpretation. He showed great respect to us as an orchestra, and obviously loves conducting.” “I thought Chris made the orchestra sound better than they had for a long time – a proper chamber orchestra. He really helped us to bring out all the nuances in the music. He knew exactly what he wanted and rehearsed us so well and made it all such fun. I haven't heard such pianissimos or good tuning in a while. He's a big thumbs up from me!!!” “I really valued Chris's holistic approach. He had a very calm aura and his ego never got in the way of great music-making.” “I loved Chris! He rehearsed really well and had his own firm ideas. I loved his playfulness with the Schubert, his attentiveness towards every section, and his excellent knowledge. I liked that he worked us hard but not aggressively and looked at tuning. My favourite!”

I met Christopher in 2003 when we were both placed in Mainz, Germany for a year of study abroad on scholarships from the Federation of German-American Clubs. We were introduced by our dear caretaker and contact person at the university, Frau Ursula Bell-Köhler. Christopher became such a dear friend. He shared his beautiful soul and generous spirit so freely. Before I met Christopher, I’d never been to an opera and I remember him cluing me in about student discount opera tickets and taking me to the Staatstheater Mainz; his passion for music and art was so palpable. He always helped me with my German too. Once he was eating Mohnkuchen at a café and I didn’t know what the German word Mohn meant. He told me Mohn were grubs. I was surprised; I’d never heard of grub cake being a German specialty...when he was done laughing at my shock, he told me it was just poppyseed cake. He was a delightful travel companion to weekend events and excursions put on for exchange students by the German-American Club; Christopher was an expert at making connections and bringing people together. I'll always have memories of Christopher's love of delicious food and drink in my head; what a Genießer! During our exchange year in Mainz, I always enjoyed hearing Christopher talk about his dear family and his friends at Dartmouth; his love for them was so profound. I’m grateful that we were able to connect in person several times when I lived in Germany in 2006-2007 again. We could always pick up where we left off. Christopher had a special way of making people feel so precious and loved. It has been several years since I last saw him in Munich where we met for dinner one evening. It was wonderful to catch up and hear how he and Sindre were doing and about his latest career endeavors and successes. I’ll never forget Christopher and the special light he brought to my life. What a gift he was to all of us. Thank you, dear Christopher, for being you. I’ll never forget you.

After knowing Christopher for only a short while, it was clear to me that he was a truly exceptional person.  From our very first meeting he made me feel such a special friend and valued colleague as he always offered generous words of encouragement. His incandescence shone through those beautiful eyes and irrepressible smile. Thank you for our brief friendship that will always stay with me. 

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.

Christopher Quentin was the first person I met when I came to audition at RCM in the freezing February of 2018\. He was stewarding and his appearance struck me immediately: a tall handsome guy, with his wide blue eyes glaring at you and that million dollar smile. I remember how he shook my hand and made me want to put my overthinking aside and focus on my audition. After receiving the offer, Chris was extremely supportive, from far, with all my questions about the course, funding and accommodation. When I started the course, I, typically, had health issues before even having my health insurance sorted: I will always remember the hours he spent with me on the first day of school making sure a GP would see me as soon as possible. Then and always he has done everything he could to be a good colleague, advise me and tip me off about things and people I would not find out as soon otherwise. I hope I managed to be half as good colleague as he was to me. His hard work in classes was phenomenal. His ability to absorb and learn was amazing, and the respect he paid to his professors and musicians was remarkable. As mentioned, you would usually see him barefoot with socks in all colours, having a metronome in hand, very pedantic about tempo markings, and a note book to write down all the gems people sometimes say but we have the tendency to forget after a while. I was very lucky to share many moments with him beside sharing the stage and classrooms: travelling to Croydon which brought loads of funny or personal topics to chat about, tea & brownies with Sindre Øgaard at their flat in PCV, drinks on my birthday and yoga sessions. Thanks for pushing me to take Alexander Technique, and for inspiring everyone about well-being, sport, nutrition and mental health; Thanks for every single office hour which took ages to schedule, but every second of it was worth it big time! Chris, last year you had to miss your final exams, when you inspiringly and nobly prioritised your family over your self. When you told me earlier this year that it meant we would be graduating together, I thought: "I am so honoured, such a pleasure for both of us not to graduate on our own as planned." When graduation was postponed to October I was thinking about you: "Poor Chris, he must be looking forward to it so much". And now... I am just speechless. I have read dozens of touching posts from dear people who all mentioned what impact you have made on their lives. Some words kept repeating: eyes, smile, selflessness, care, inspiration, passion. I have met all kinds of people in my life. Some are driven by motive, some are driven by will. Some are driven by pressure, others by habit. Some are driven by gravity and some are driven by nothing really. Most of the musicians I know are, in one way or another, most of the time, driven by passion. But you, Chris, are different: EVERYTHING you do in life is driven by strong, irresistible passion. And you never kept it exclusively to yourself, you shared it generously with everyone, knowing it would not run out. It was, and will always be, contagious. In a way, you never really liked me being an emotional person. Yet I will say the following things: 1\. Walking down the Farinelli/Corelli corridor, where your glorious poster is hanging, will never feel the same. 2\. No one, NO ONE, will ever be able to replace your huge tight loving hugs and what they have meant to me. I will miss you terribly. https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=10222784612581055&set=pcb.10222784678542704

Chris m'a impressionnée par sa curiosité, il était avide de tout ce qu'il pouvait apprendre, avec tellement d'envie et de lumière... Il aura aussi été celui qui m'aura sensibilisée au "zero waste", préoccupation qui m'accompagne désormais tous les jours... Thank you Chris, rest in peace...

Some people just make life better for everyone around them. They just naturally make everyone feel a little happier, a little more alive to life. That’s how my cousin Christopher was. His kind heart and generous soul blessed so many people. The times we spent together were always fun times that left me looking forward to the next. Chris, Sindre, & Sam took the time to come visit my husband Dan & I late last summer, and we’ll forever be grateful that we had that time together one last time. He will be sorely missed.

A verse from Rudolph Steiner... Up to the heights of life we rise through childhood and youth; and then descend toward earth’s final goal. The spirit is revealed at every stage; first spirit creates the body’s strength; then, from physical power, invisible life releases itself enriched once more, becomes one with what It first grew from.

I have observed this young man's career and many accomplishments with admiration via FaceBook.  I never met him.  Yet through the pictures, postings, and his music, I felt a great connection.  As a musician, I grieve the loss of his talents in the future.  As a teacher, I grieve for those who taught him and whom he taught.  And I have my greatest grief as a father.  I cannot imagine losing a son in this manner so very young.  My thoughts and prayers are with all of you.  How I will miss watching Christopher and hearing his music.

We are notes Of differing tempos On the staff if life Some of us Are conductors Who lead others In harmonies Leading to grand finales!

Chris, I met you first in spring 2001 at the fundraising, playing „ein eingebildeter Kranker“ with Moira. Having fun together, drawing anatomic hearts on Papierservietten...  I could stay at Chris‘ wonderful family through summer 2001\. Talking swissgerman with him, instead of learning English... he tought me how to make american pancake and chocolate chip cookies. Walking around the block with Schubert... many postcards of Monet went over the ocean. ...a few times we met in Germany - always lovely reunions full of fun.  Now I got this unbelievable Message ... ways to early!!! Full of love, music and great ideas you had to pass... You left your „footprints“ almost all over the world. May they carry on your music, love and joy!  I carry your whole family in my heart and thoughts.

Christopher was always a genuinely friendly guy who I always liked to talk to. He will be missed.

Chris had the brightest soul of anyone I have ever known. Over the past few days it is clear to see that those who knew Chris as family, friend, musician, or otherwise would agree. As friend and mentor, Chris taught me so much both musically and beyond and the trust he showed KCLSO and myself stands as a testament to the unfailingly kind and open- hearted person he was. Even for the relatively short time I knew Chris, it feels almost impossible to encapsulate the many times he showed how inspiring a life-force he had into words but every act of kindness I saw from him inspires me to be the same.  I so wish I could work with Chris again and make more amazing music and memories but I do know that any time in the future when we as musicians can safely play together again, Chris will always be there with us. My most sincere condolences go to Chris's family, husband and friends. I am so sorry for your loss

I babysat for Christopher and his sister, in Dornach, Switzerland, in 1985; Christopher was a delightful, steady, poised, sweet kid.  I am blown away that this uniquely loving, kind, gifted, creative man's life has come to a sudden end amidst so much beautiful vitality. Each and every day, so important, so mysterious, so precious. Thank you, Christopher, for your presence, and blessings on your journey. Deepest sympathies to all his loved ones.

Christopher, you are in my thoughts constantly and in my prayers constantly. I am asking Mother Mary to be with you and take care of you, firm in the belief that she is doing just that. I am also keeping your mother and father and sister and brother in my thoughts and in my prayers. I see you in my mind's eye--your dear mother Molly reminded me that we had indeed met during the vigil for you this past weekend!--years ago at the very first Anthroposophical medicine retreat which your parents had organized in Michigan. And I see you standing there with a look of eager helpfulness that seemed to say, "What can I do for you?" That is how I see you and shall remember you.  You are a shining star. The light shall never go out. I look up and will be looking for you, Christopher, because I need your light in this dark world. I send you love as I know you are sending it to all of us now and shall always. PS My mother was a musician. She played piano and accordion by ear and sang beautifully. She was the one who taught me to love opera and classical music. I hope that you will meet her in Heaven and make music together. That is a lovely image for me. And St. Cecilia, patron saint of music, shall be with you both.

Allerliebster Chris, It’s hard to write this with tears in my eyes and such a heavy heart over your sudden and untimely death. You were just getting started…  Will I really never hear your infectious laughter or Schwäbisch talk again? Your endless knowledge about everything and enthusiastic throat clearing?  I can’t imagine you never coming to visit us in Boston again, taking over the living room and getting busy in the kitchen. Your arrival meant excitement with a pinch of chaos and a house full of dinner guests topped it all off.  A Lebenskünstler and nature lover - you built a world-wide network of bridges to get to where you needed to go and help others reach their goals as well.  It’s been such a pleasure to be your aunt ‘Ditz’. Our bond was strong and so special and I gladly lent a helping hand, encourage or just listened to you. All was given with a heart full of love for you, my kind, fun-loving and thoughtful nephew. I’ll always hold you in my heart. Rest in peace.

Hey Christopher, als Teil deiner deutschen Family möchten wir drei Pfistert-Mädels unsere Bestürzung über deinen allzu frühen Tod zum Ausdruck bringen. Die Nachricht traf uns wie ein Paukenschlag. Wir sind fassungslos - wir sind traurig - uns fehlen die Worte. Es waren immer ganz besondere Momente wenn Du bei uns in Sontheim einen Zwischenstopp eingelegt hast. Ob als Übersetzer auf dem Standesamt, als Erntehelfer bei Mirabellen und Zwetschgen oder kurz mal an Weihnachten. Jung und alt hast du mit deinem besonderen Charisma in deinen Bann gezogen. Bye-Bye Kapellmeister Wir wünschen Sindre´s Familie in Norwegen, den McMullens und allen Lairds die notwendige Kraft um an diesem Schicksalsschlag nicht zu verzweifen . Michaela, Lea und Lisa 

I am thinking of the gesture of Christopher's life. I have missed sharing his presence in his later years as our paths did not cross. My memories arise from his teen years not long after his family moved to AA. His creative terrain was helping when needed in the medical practice. His assistance to the nurses (I was one) smoothed chaos into order as we set up the MASH style unit at the first Therapy Retreat. Although needed elsewhere, we nurses would not let him go!  His passion as a conductor created beauty out of potential chaos, and led chaos into beauty. He smoothed rough edges. He is not far away, in the next world. We can call him when we need his smile.

"Wohin können wir denn sterben, wenn nicht in immer höheres, größeres, schwersterblicheres - Leben hinein!" (Christian Morgenstern)  Vom 17.-31.8.2001 war ich als Krankenschwester beim "annual Summer Therapeutic Retreat at Lake Huron Retreat Center, Michigan". Das war initiiert durch Molly und Quentin McMullen und Christopher war so etwas wie ein merkurieller Multimanager, kannte sich immer aus, hatte immer eine Idee und natürlich immer ein Lächeln für einen. Das Besondere war, dass man sich in seiner Gegenwart absolut geachtet und vielleicht sogar erhöht fühlte zu der, die man eigentlich sein wollte. Ich erinnere mich an einen heiteren Talenteabend, Musik und sehr, sehr viel Herzlichkeit. So sende ich meine innigsten Gedanken zu Dir, lieber Christopher, aber auch zu Molly, Quentin, Lydia und Samuel (der damals gerade in die Schule kam) und zu Sindre, von welchem ich nun durch diesen berührenden Blog erfahren habe. Ich wünsche Euch allen viel Kraft und inneren Raum, diese unfassbare und plötzliche Trennung auszuhalten und zu verarbeiten. Herzlichst, Michaela (Schnur aus Dresden)

My Dear Chris: ever since we met at the Bayerische Staatsoper back in 2012, we stayed in touch, and I was so delighted that we crossed paths a little more when you brought your life to London.  You were destined for great things in music, and your shining personality, enthusiasm, and knowledge were infectious.  I'll never forget our catch-up drinks at Holland Park Tube Station, which was the last time we saw each other.  You will live on in all of our music making.  George X

In Memory of Christopher Du strålte om kapp med solen så kom skyene og du ble borte Du kom feiende inn på Bjergsted alltid forberedt, korrekt og profesjonell Du fylte rommet med din kunnskap, og din unike musikalske formidling, på norsk, engelsk og tysk Du stilte krav, men med sjarm og humor Ga oss troen og gleden til å musisere Yes, you can, men dåkke må øva’ på klingende jærsk og med glimt i øyet Du gledet deg med oss til endelig å få spille Fannys ouverture og Mendelssohn no. 4 Men lagnaden ville det annerledes og nå står vi der så umåtelig triste tilbake for å ha mistet vår nye og inspirerende mentor Du elsket musikken og menneskene bak instrumentene, proffe eller amatører, alle var like viktige for deg Livet er så skjørt og umåtelig urettferdig Ja, du strålte om kapp med solen men du vil fortsette å stråle gjennom skydekket, i våre minner – om deg, kjære Christopher Vi vil savne deg - we will miss you - wir werden dich vermissen  En siste hilsen fra alle oss i SASO Stavanger Amatørsymfoniorkester Printed in Stavanger Aftenblad (local newspaper) today, June 23rd https://www.aftenbladet.no/article/sa-mRO1K4.html

wir hatten schöne Stunden mit Christopher, egal wo wir ihn getroffen haben. Uns bleibt die Erinnerung an Weimar, Berlin und dem Schillerhof in Heilbronn.

https://youtube.com/shorts/eyLK-MbLtxs?feature=share 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 ever ease the pain, for those that hold you dear,   No words could ever show, the depth and meaning of their loss,   There are no words,   No words.

Christopher chose positivity to live his life and focus on the horizon above. We witnessed him achieve some of his aspirations and were collectively joyful in his successes.  Although we are deeply saddened and in disbelief at this tragic turn of events we can only imagine a symphony in the heavens where his music and talent lives on.  Rest in peace dear Christopher, we love you 💛 SONY DSC SONY DSC SONY DSC SONY DSC SONY DSC

Zeke was so vivacious and so kind; even though I only knew him for brief moments— a few days with friends in Prague; coffee in Berlin— he was so easy to spend time with. He brought joy with him. I always hoped that we would end up in the same place at the same time again; assumed, in fact, that we would. I grieve that we’ll never meet again, and celebrate that I knew him at all.

Medical summer retreat in 2.000\. Christopher 17 years old. Even then he was already a conductor. Somehow he had everything in hand. He was somehow indispensable in this pioneering phase of an anthroposophical clinic. Not only because he started singing together with patients and coworkers in the early morning or performed as an entertainer and musician on a talent show, but he was also able to organize or find anything that was still missing, to provide necessary information, to prepare medical teas and hot water bottles, or to give a lady a rhythmical oiling to her paralyzed arm by singing, so that even the spasm was released. He was also this mediating and dissolving element in social interaction! Next year it was so difficult to imagine how it could be done without him, even though he was still so young! So it is difficult for EVERYONE to imagine that today! But – “There are more things in Heaven and Earth // Than are dream't of in your Philosophy."   Christopher!   Thank you for being there!   An unshakable rock in the surf! Pillar of strength!   A permanent - unclouded - sunshine for everyone!   Absolutely to love - unconditional!   Thank you for being there!

Molly and Quentin~ I remember meeting Christopher with your whole family at the Symphony in Detroit one Sunday afternoon. He wanted to be a conductor and I would say, from seeing the posts here, that he succeeded very well. I always was happy to hear updates on his progress. And now this sudden exit. My warmest thoughts are with all of you. He will be a helper to souls on earth.  Love to you all, Barbara

Zeke and I were Dartmouth classmates and have always had a musical bond. We didn’t run in the same friend circles but always supported each other’s endeavors. I was very touched that he not only attended my senior recital but took it upon himself to help my parents set up the small reception. I had the privilege of singing Mozart arias in several of his projects in undergrad and was hoping our musical paths would cross frequently in the coming years. Zeke always welcomed me in Europe. I stayed with him for a few days in Munich, exploring the opera house, the Eisbach and Afghani cuisine. Silliness abounded. He woke up at 4am to drive me to the bus station.  The last time I saw Zeke was two summers ago in London. We had tea and cake at the V&A. His was green (I think it had peas?) mine was strawberry poppy. We then walked over to Royal Albert Hall to take a picture, and he directed me to a nearby pub that was covered in flowers, so I could watch a World Cup match.  I check to see where he in whenever I’m in Europe and it breaks my heart that he won’t be part of my adventures anymore. We had even talked briefly of going to the south to register voters this summer. Oh and knowing that I liked to rock climb, Zeke introduced me to Purple, who I am very glad to know.  I believe we can still communicate on some level with people who have died, and I will continue to do so frequently, especially when I’m in any hall in London, Germany, or on Campus. What a profound loss for us all. But I imagine the conversations he’s having with the classical greats and that makes me smile. Love to all of you. 

Zeke and I were Dartmouth classmates and have always had a musical bond. We didn’t run in the same friend circles but always supported each other’s endeavors. I was very touched that he not only attended my senior recital but took it upon himself to help my parents set up the small reception. I had the privilege of singing Mozart arias in several of his projects in undergrad and was hoping our musical paths would cross frequently in the coming years. Zeke always welcomed me in Europe. I stayed with him for a few days in Munich, exploring the opera house, the Eisbach and Afghani cuisine. Silliness abounded. He woke up at 4am to drive me to the bus station.  The last time I saw Zeke was two summers ago in London. We had tea and cake at the V&A. His was green (I think it had peas?) mine was strawberry poppy. We then walked over to Royal Albert Hall to take a picture, and he directed me to a nearby pub that was covered in flowers, so I could watch a World Cup match.  I check to see where he in whenever I’m in Europe and it breaks my heart that he won’t be part of my adventures anymore. We had even talked briefly of going to the south to register voters this summer. Oh and knowing that I liked to rock climb, Zeke introduced me to Purple, who I am very glad to know.  I believe we can still communicate on some level with people who have died, and I will continue to do so frequently, especially when I’m in any hall in London, Germany, or on Campus. What a profound loss for us all. But I imagine the conversations he’s having with the classical greats and that makes me smile. Love to all of you. 

In my experience with Christopher, and in so many more I’m reading about from others, he showed the ability to almost instantaneously make people become a better version of themselves, with his warmth and generosity, and his enormous energy, talent, and skill. What an enormous loss.

I met Chris briefly in 2018 when we were both watching the rehearsals of the Royal Opera House's Ring Cycle, and I'm still struck by his effortless warmth and the kindness he radiated.  On one day, he and I followed the music using a single score and it makes me smile to remember how clearly neither of us had any idea where in the score we were and to think what a sincere, joyful person he was. My deepest condolences for the loss of this wonderful man.

A gentleman. Kind and generous.

I am deeply saddened to learn what has happened to Christopher. My thoughts are with Sindre and Christopher’s family. Only a week ago, Christopher was reaching out to me to hear, if Sindre and he could visit me in Denmark on their journey from Stavanger to Munich later this summer. I was excited to get to see them and for them for meet my daughter for the first time. As always with Christopher, just thinking of his company made me full of joy. Christopher was a human being who touched the soul of everybody who was in his company. I am unbelievable grateful for everything Christopher has added to my life – from guiding me through new territory of opera and classical music to accompanying me on hikes and walks in the nature he also loved so much. Without Christopher, this world and my life will never be the same. Christopher, I pray that there is music and mountains where you are now. Rest in peace.

In the few times I saw Chris when he visited the Croydon Music and Arts centre to conduct our orchestra, I distinctly remember his advice, positive manner and sense of humour. He was an inspiring conductor, and we genuinely looked forward to seeing him in the future.

Thank you Zeke for the unforgettable moments when you, Sindre and I were rehearsing Lohengrin on my couch in Cologne, before we went to see the opera. Andreas and I had the first chance to see you conduct in Rheinsberg. we stopped at my parents' for a short visit in Rosbach and they were fascinated by you two. you talked me into swimming across Conneticut River- and we did it. celebrating your birthday in a hut in Thüringen or another one in a tiny cafe over the Neckar in Tübingen where each telephone call was answered in another language. Andreas was cookin and you called him „the bomb“    … and all the other times when you switched words around and we Germans got an idea of the difference between a Fulbright and a Halfbright. There was always a smile on your face and being around you was like dancing in the sunlight.

Most inspirational conductor. Will be missed by many.

Immortality is surely what is left of us in the thoughts and memories of others. Christopher, you will truly live forever in all those you touched with such humanity.

Dearest Zeke,   For your most precious friendship, we thank you. For the times we spent together, sharing music, opera, books, stories, projects, food, Mozart, hopes and dreams, we thank you. For your never-ending love and  devotion to your family and friends, we thank you. Your winning smile, infectious laughter, fun- loving, creative self and loyal friendship -we were blessed to experience all of these. To have known you and to have loved you, we count that as one of all of life’s ’ most precious blessings.   “May the Lord watch between me and Thee and all who loved you, while we are absent, one from the other.” Amen.                                                                                                Genesis 31:49        With abundant love, Dianne and Tom

I vividly remember walking into college on the first day of induction week in 2017, impostor syndrome kicking in and all. I met Chris on one of the college tours. His electrifying smile and genuine interest in my past and future aspirations made me regain the warmth I had left with my family back home in Malta. Looking back, knowing what Chris accomplished, he should have been the one I felt most intimidated by. His humility has always been inspiring. I feel very lucky to have met and worked with Chris. He has been a true source of inspiration and motivation in pursuing my future, and sharing a smile with anyone I meet in the process.

September 2004: first time I met you, joyfully welcoming me at Dartmouth. January 2020: last time I hugged you, after celebrating my mother's Befana in Italy. In between, too much for now, but I'll share more. I'm shocked and I cry. Romeo is not informed, but he asked me: "Mamma, hai bisogno di un'abbracciatona?". I'm splitting it with the love of your life Sindre and your beloved amazing family: Molly, Quentin, Sarah, Lydia, Samuel, as well as all your sweet relatives that I had the privilege to meet. Family is a matter of souls and you were in mine. I use to say you're my "fratellino americano", because you'll always be beyond a friend to me, caro Zeke, forever close even in distance. Thank you for your aura, your Rebi Zeke's sister is flying

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 I feel will be performed by my Maestro that no one else can see. You taught me many notes and many chords in life and for you I am grateful for a score of presence of heart and piece of mind. I will take your composition and read it every day, I will play your symphony of life and hear it every way.  Your crescendo is far from here but the applause is always so near.  The curtain will never be drawn on such a bright and brilliant baton.  O Maestro! My Maestro! You play! and you play! Your love - your laughter has touched me in o so many ways.  It's made me cry with such pain I love you and I miss you every day. My beloved Maestro my beloved godson I will remember you at every dawn. Onkel E

In 2018 I was asked to play for a carol concert for SKY and asked my colleague Peter Stark if he could recommend someone to lead this - 'someone warm, kind, inclusive, communicative and joyful' - Peter said 'I have the very person - Chris McMullen-Laird'. And he was all these things, and more.

Auch wir sind unsagbar traurig das Christopher so unverhofft gehen musste. Wir hatten letztes Jahr noch soviel Spaß in London. Wir wünschen seiner Familie viel Kraft für kommende Zeit. Grüße aus Heilbronn, Germany 

Like so many at the RCM, I was shocked and so saddened to hear the news about Chris, and all the more because of how much life, energy and fun he brought to all those who worked with him. His warmth and ability to quickly make friends with everyone – fellow students, audiences young and old, and all levels of staff and management – were a key part of what made him so successful as a musician and conductor. Chris's collaborative skills and keenness to try new things led to him conducting live performances remotely between London and Vienna for one of the RCM's most ambitious projects of recent years, as well as working with the studio team to direct cameras on concert live streams. All at RCM are better for having known him and will feel the gap he leaves behind.

We met Christopher McMullen-Laird when we were part of the choir singing Mozart’s Requiem at the Yorke Trust in South Creake, Norfolk, UK, on 29 February 2020\. It was such an extraordinary day which we will never forget. Christopher’s conducting was so inspirational and so amazing that the concert became a special event full of feeling of the power of the music that not only the singers but also the audience afterwards left in an exhilarated mood. His teaching was not only precise but, with his emotional depth, high expectations and trust in our ability, he brought out the very best of all singers. His personal warmth and enthusiasm for the music reached every one of us. His kindness and sense of humour made it easy for us to learn. We were so much looking forward to the next concert with him.

❤️❤️ It's been a few days since I first heard about this tragic news but I still can't accept it  

I met Chris for the first time when he was in 10th grade, and inquiring about private Viola lessons. One month later, he called back to sign on with me, his private teacher, for lessons, and he remained with me until he graduated from high school. We became close friends during that time. He was also a camper at the New England Music Camp in Maine, where I taught each summer. During his Dartmouth College days, he and I took long walks through the Matthaei Botanical Gardens during his visits here in Ann Arbor discussing many things. It was at that time I suggested he go to Europe in pursuit of his dreams in conducting. Later on, while in Munich, I introduced him to my friend, Gisela Westphal. He immediately reached out to her and included her in all of his concerts, remembering to invite her, even though he was very busy. She always attended, giving him much musical support. He always kept in contact with me through emails which I appreciated very much. I am so thankful to have known him. He was a vibrant, energetic, dynamic, and passionate young man who always had lots of things going for himself and exciting future plans. I am extremely shocked and deeply saddened to hear of his passing too soon. He gave so much to so many, living life to the fullest, and warmly embracing those around him. My sincere sympathies to his wonderful family, who nurtured such an outstanding human being. Your loss is unimaginably profound. I am so sorry.

Zeke : la luce di un genio.. Un privilegio raro averne incrociato il cammino ! Conoscendolo, non si poteva che amarlo.. la sua vitalità, la sua ironia, la sua personalissima originalità e la sua sconfinata nobiltà d’animo toccavano direttamente il cuore di ciascuno.. Unico, per sempre.. Nostro, di tutti noi..

It’s so unbelievably sad that Chris has been taken at such an early age. He gave so much to all who met him at the RCM. He wanted to hear everyone play and experience as much as possible there. His enthusiasm was infectious and his sheer joy in hearing music was a delight. His spirit will live on at the RCM and I’m sure in many other places too.  

Chris war unser Dirigent von 2011 bis 2014 und Ehrenmitglied des MiO. Am 18. Juni 2020 verstarb er im Alter von 36 Jahren. Lieber Chris, als Du im Oktober 2011 unser Dirigent geworden bist, hast Du uns alle sofort menschlich und musikalisch in Deinen Bann gezogen. Du hast das MiO-Leitmotiv "International. Social. Exciting." des damals frisch gegründeten Orchesters wie kein anderer mit Leben gefüllt und uns mit Deiner unbändigen Leidenschaft für die Musik und das gemeinsame Musizieren mitgerissen. Du hast uns viel beigebracht und alles, was wir Dir zurückgeben konnten, aufmerksam angenommen. Du hast viel von uns gefordert und uns als Orchester und Gemeinschaft geformt. Zusammen haben wir mit Dir sechs Semesterprogramme erarbeitet und aufgeführt, waren zusammen auf zwei Konzertreisen und vielen Probenwochenenden und haben zahlreiche weitere Projekte, auch zusammen mit unseren Schwesterensembles, dem Chor "MiCapella" und der Bigband "Cantaloupe", auf die Beine gestellt. Unvergleichliche Momente waren zum Beispiel die Uraufführung des norwegischen Stücks „Rommet mellom ordene“ von David Grant in unserem ersten Programm "Nordlichter" mit Dir, bei dem auch Dein Mann Sindre bei uns in München war, das Konzert für Saxophon-Quartett von Philip Glass zusammen mit dem Arcis Saxophon Quartett im Programm "American Dreams" oder die Filmaufnahmen für die Highlights der Deutschen Tourenwagen Meisterschaft DTM 2012. Unzählige wertvolle und persönliche Erinnerungen von uns sind mit Dir verbunden. Bereits zum ersten Probenwochenende hattest du schon die Namen aller MiOlini gelernt und uns mit Deiner namentlichen Begrüßung völlig überrascht – alle internationalen Mitspieler hast du dabei sogar in ihren jeweiligen Sprachen angesprochen. Das von Dir eingeführte Scharren mit den Füßen als Szenenapplaus für gelungene Soli während der Proben, die tiefgehenden Diskussionen über die kommenden Konzertprogramme, all die wunderschönen musikalischen Momente und herzlichen Gespräche… Du warst begeistert involviert, ehrlich interessiert an den Menschen in Deiner Umgebung, hast jeden Einzelnen von uns wertgeschätzt und uns mit Deinem Enthusiasmus angesteckt. Wir hatten uns so auf das geplante musikalische Wiedersehen mit Dir zu unserem zehnjährigen Jubiläum im Herbst gefreut. Vor Kurzem hast Du ein Foto geschickt, auf dem – wo auch immer auf der Welt Du in diesem Moment gerade warst – zwei der MiO-Espressotassen auf einem Gartentisch angerichtet waren und hast die Worte dazugeschrieben: „That’s how I feel: MiO is with me wherever I go.“ Lieber Chris, es ist uns unbegreiflich, was geschehen ist. Wir werden Dich immer vermissen und Dir in dankbarer Erinnerung verbunden bleiben. Unsere Gedanken sind ganz bei Deinem Mann Sindre und Deiner Familie. Dein MiO

Zeke : la luce di un genio.. Un privilegio raro averne incrociato il cammino ! Conoscendolo non si poteva che amarlo.. la sua vitalità, ironia, originalità  e la sua sconfinata nobiltà d’animo toccavano direttamente il cuore di ciascuno .. Una presenza per sempre !

Caro Zeke, un dolore cosí grande non lo potevo certo immaginare. Dal primo giorno che ti ho conosciuto, quando sei venuto a Bologna a trovare Rebecca dopo il suo anno al Dartmouth, ti ho voluto un bene dell'anima e ti chiamavo il mio bimbo americano. Non riesco ancora a crederci e mi sento paralizzata. Sei la persona con l'anima più bella e nobile che io abbia mai conosciuto. Sarai sempre nei miei pensieri. Ringrazio il Signore per avermi dato la fortuna di incontrarti e grazie per la gioia e l'onore che mi hai regalato partecipando puntualmente alla nostra Befana girovaga, ogni 6 gennaio, qualche volta anche con Sindre. Un abbraccio forte forte a Molly, Quentin, Sarah, Lydia, Samuel, nonno Harry, Diana, Eric e ovviamente a Sindre. Riposa in pace.  

Zeke was my boss.  I met him when we were teaching English on a summer camp in Germany. All the kids adored him, and frankly so did I.  Some people can leave such a lasting effect and impact just by being who they are; Zeke was one of those people.  His positivity was contagious.    In one of our many conversations he gave this negative-Nelly a much needed wake up call to seek the good in a person (or colleague!) ; that can surpass any slight annoyance. Zeke introduced me to Oat Milk. (I have used it ever since)  His dedication and passion to live more sustainably challenged me to make changes. He spoke about his family and loved ones with utter adoration and admiration, and about music with passion and energy. 

On behalf of The Royal Ballet Music Department I am sending all our condolences and sadness at the loss of Christopher. He had attended a lecture on ballet conducting at the Royal College of Music given by our Principal Guest Conductor Barry Wordsworth and had started to observe our work at the Royal Opera House. Clearly a fine and gifted musician, it is hard to know that his full potential will never be realised. Our hearts go out to all who knew him - he was one of the "good guys" without question. RIP dear Christopher.

I only knew him for a brief few weeks as he culminated his time at Dartmouth College in NH. I was lucky enough to be part of his Mozart Requiem project, through which his charisma, talent, passion for music and conducting, and unflinching ambition shone brightly. He had the voice of an angel! When we had a chorus rehearsal and he would sing something for us to show us how he wanted it, the sheer otherworldly beauty/innocence/purity of his voice completely undid me each time.

What a tremendous loss. Zeke's smile and personality lit up the room. I met Zeke when he was giving a guest lecture for an opera class at Dartmouth that I happened to be sitting in on. His passion for music was immediately apparent. I admired how he wanted everyone to experience the joys of live music. He was so full of life and ready for an adventure. Over the years we hung out in various cities around the world, and in each setting I was amazed by his special skill of making everyone feel welcome. His enthusiasm was contagious. I have fond memories of hanging out in his little flat in Munich and getting some sun on the balcony and down by the river. My deepest condolences to Sindre and the family.

I am so saddened and shocked to hear of Zeke’s abrupt passing. I knew Zeke at Dartmouth, where we shared a love for learning Italian and the Santa Fe opera. He was always so welcoming to me, and always greeted me with smile and a warmth that truly made me feel special. I remember my conversations with him seemed to sparkle with his quick wit and eyes that ‘smized’ (eyes that smiled). My heart goes out to his family and friends. I will enjoy the next season of the Santa Fe opera in his honor.

Dear McMullen-Lairds, My mother heart aches for your loss. My music heart aches for the world's loss. My spirit rejoices in the ongoing light of Christopher's presence in the world. May you gradually find what you need for mending this huge hole in the fabric of your lives! "May eternal light surround you Everlasting arms be around you Know that love has bound you to our hearts Know that love has bound you to our hearts."

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Wir können es nicht in Worte fassen und auch nicht glauben das ein so wunderbarer, lebenslustiger und herzensguter Menschen schon so früh gehen musste😔 Christopher ich bin mir sich das dort wo du jetzt bist auch alle mit deiner Offenherzigkeit begeistern wirst. Ich Wünsche dir eine gute Reise. Für deine Familie viel Kraft um diesen großen Verlust zu verkraften. Goodbye Christopher 

As with everyone, I deeply grieve the loss of such a vibrant, loving, delightful, talented, hard working, young man, Chris McMullen-Laird. I was his orchestra teacher at Pioneer H.S. in Ann Arbor, MI, during his time there. During his senior year, we had him conduct the orchestra at one of our final concerts. And with that event, it was easy to see his gifts emerging. Most of all, I remember his contagious kindness and acceptance of everyone he met and came in contact with. His personality was larger than life, immediately drawing out the goodness in those around him. And, too, this was a huge attraction for all of us, as he was contagious in his loving, gracious, and giving spirit which was always persistently positive.  Attached is a picture of Chris, flanked on the left by his private viola teacher, Carolyn Tarzia, and me on the right. This picture was taken at the end of our Orchestra Awards Banquet during Chris' Senior year of high school. My deepest and sincerest sympathies to the family for their unimaginable grief and loss.

Where do songs go after they are sung? Now you have found the answer first. Prematurely. But that is not the end of music. We all will meet again and get ready for the next verse.

I'm in total shock after the terrible news that Chris has left us. We've worked together at the Bayerische Staatsoper in Munich. Chris's smile, positivity, kindness were always so heart warming. We hadn't been in touch in years, when he randomly wrote me about a month ago to congratulate me on a performance he had taken the time to watch. I felt really touched and was looking forward to seeing him soon in Munich, as he had planned to travel to.  Chris, I wish you a beautiful journey wherever you are now. Be in peace, you will be dearly missed and I'll always remember you. The world needs people like you.  Elsa

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 store. Your presence excited me as I knew positivity was the only result of our time together. I am honored to have memories with you. Love, Andre

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I was fortunate enough to meet Christopher in 2013 during his tenure as music director of the Munich International Orchestra. As a young student on Erasmus, the orchestra became an important social outlet for those of us struggling to adapt to a new culture and language. Christopher really embraced his role in that – switching from English to German and back in the same breath to ensure everyone got his jokes during rehearsals, and always taking the time to check in personally with the international students. I still remember and appreciate those small acts of kindness which made me feel welcomed in a new city. And of course, his enthusiasm and passion for music could cross any language barrier. Such a vibrant personality lingers in memory no matter how much time passes – I am greatly saddened to hear of this terrible loss. My condolences to his friends and family.

Fond memories of Christopher as a member of the Eurythmy troupe in high school. Lovely and sensitive young man.

I heard about Christopher’s unexpected death and have been heart-broken ever since. It is not exaggerating to say he changed my life. Music and singing are so important to my sense of self and well being. I have worked (as a very amateur and inadequate singer) with many many conductors since childhood. Christopher was incomparable -unique in his selflessness, his leadership, his generosity, his musical talent, his discipline, his humour, his sense of community and so much more.  I did at the time of meeting him feel how very lucky I was to live in this wonderful place AND be able to work with someone like him. And of course all thanks to the inspirational Yorke Trust! I was fascinated by him and where these unique talents might take him, which I thought I would witness into my dotage. What a deprivation for all to have him snatched away so much too soon And not only mourning him but also working on Jeptha with him now. Much too much grief at the moment

Words truly cannot express the loss of someone like Christopher. His love for others was boundless, his kindness unparalleled, his artistry inspiring. He was easily one of the most genuine people I've had the privilege of knowing, and it's so hard to believe he's gone, and that none of us will see his bright eyes and easy smile in the halls anymore. Christopher, you will be missed so, so much.   May his memory be a blessing and a guide to all of us.  

Christopher, like his namesake, seemed to us to have a short life, and yet his torch lit so many fires. He would never quench a smoldering wick, but fan it into a flame to ignite the next one. <strong><i>On the way to the paradise, our road may be short or long. &nbsp;Give joyfully a sacrifice, today&nbsp;to play our final song. Thank you Quentin & Molly for your "Yes" to bring him to our world.

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.

I met Christopher to play Concierto de Aranjuez by Rodrigo with the Surrey Mozart Players in Guildford (UK) on December 7th 2019. Before that we had a rehearsal in a nearby town and he came to my house in London to prepare the performance at our best. I was truly saddened to learn about his sudden passing. He was such an enthusiastic, lovely man, who truly cared about the quality of our work and who was such a pleasure to spend time with. Here are a few photos of us, when he came to my house in London and of our performance in Guildford.

About ten years ago I met Chris during an internship in an office in Berlin. We worked together only a few weeks before he left, but I remember us chatting and laughing a lot. He told me that when there was nothing to do (which was the case quite often) he would clean the office just to do something. Chris was so positive and always in a good mood and I remember him trying to help me to find my way in career terms. After that time we didn't meet again but on social media I was happy to see how successful he was and how passionate he did whatever he was up to. I can't believe he is gone and I can't imagine what his family and friends are going through these days. My deepest condolences to all who loved him.

I met Zeke in my sophomore year at Dartmouth through my friends Alexia Huffman and Peter Verovsek at the Amarna house. I was always in awe of him and the charismatic splendor and gregariousness he brought to every space he inhabited. Whether that be conducting a robust orchestra of young musicians at the lakeside retreat of Friedrich the Great in Reinsberg, or a roomful of Dartmouth alumni and students in a West Berlin pizza joint as the leader of the Dartmouth German club. Our paths after graduation always seemed to be just at the point of crossing more substantively, but then I would move across the Pond, or a planned Berlin move on his end (and initial discussions to maybe be roommates!) didn't materialize. I know how much Zeke meant to Alexia D'Arco/Huffmann, one of my dearest friends from Dartmouth, and I wish all of Zeke's friends and family much comfort and strength in these days ahead. Yehi Zichrono Baruch--May his memory be blessed. ~azi

What an incredible loss of light to this world! I knew him in his formative years when he was just beginning to crave for what the world was going to offer and he was getting his first few experiences working in a job. His smile, positivity and drive for excellence were always present. I only wish I could have known him as the adult musician he became. I will hold his memory close to my heart and pass his energy on to those that need it in this world. My love and condolences to the McMullen-Laird family.

I met Christopher (Zeke) back in 2011 or 2012 here on Cape Cod, where his grandfather and family have a home in Yarmouth. I was the Artistic Director of Cape Cod Opera, at the time, and was always interested in meeting, auditioning and giving young and emerging artists an opportunity for work, as I had been given by CCO. We met and I immediately was struck by his energy and talent and said……OK, we don't have a lot of money….BUT are you interested? And he was. And his brilliance and passion were clear from that day on. I only had the privilege of working with Chris a few times, but all of the singers who did were so appreciative of his kindness and incredible spirit and energy through out the process and on the podium in performance. I am so grateful to have met and worked with him as were all of us at Cape Cod Opera Company as well as all of those at Opera Providence as well. Rest in Peace Maestro. You will be so very missed and remembered with such fondness and respect. My sincere condolences to one and all.

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

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 in our lives but I had the strong wish to meet him again in my life and to enjoy time together with him again. Now I'm 67 years old. Our lord, take him in your hands and let him be happy in his new life. Bless him and his family and his friends and all who knew him and who are so sad as me about his much too early passing away.

I only spoke to Chris a couple of times, but he struck me as a very friendly and kind person. I was surprised to find out that he was over 30 when I met him; his eagerness and cheerfulness made him come across as someone much younger.

God Speed, Chris. You were the best of us.

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 music mind, a colleague and friend with a big heart for so many. You will be missed my friend! Wherever you are right now, I am sure you will leave behind a legendary impression … as you have here on earth. Goodbye dear Chris! Rest In Peace! My condolences to the whole family!

He was a person that put faith in me, brought out the best of myself and made me believe in it.

It was an honour to have met and known Chris only for a short time, during a two week period at Dartington International Summer School 2019, &nbsp;where he was conducting the orchestra in which I played. His charisma and infectious enthusiasm, warmth and humour were clear to all - evidenced by his many tributes - what a truly special person he was, and how he left behind a mark on all those he came into contact with.&nbsp; I hope this knowledge can bring some solitude to those who will miss him most.&nbsp; A great sadness. RIP Christopher Quentin.

I met Christopher in Lambrecht, in village in the middle of nowhere in Rheinland-Pfalz, Germany in 2006\. We went there for a seminar of the German American Federation for its exchange students. It was early in the morning; we were supposed to travel by bus to the Hambacher Schloss but our bus got stuck in snow and ice. All of us were freezing, not really awake yet. Christopher, however, was not one for complaining. Instead, he was one of the instigators of a snowball fight, which kept us going for quite a while and made the day a memorable one.

I only met Christopher a few times, through my aunt Rebecca, but it was immediately clear what a wonderful person he was. Most recently - December 2019 - we had breakfast in London with my Italian relatives, and I remember thinking 'this man is so nice... like seriously&nbsp;𝒔𝒐 nice!' Earlier in 2019, after a bad start to the year, I saw on Facebook that Zeke was going to be involved in Chinese New Year celebrations with The Royal College of Music. I decided to attend on my own, and after the concert was hesitant to say hello, as we had only met once or twice before and his popularity was clear by the crowd surrounding him.&nbsp;I was silly to be nervous - his warm smile could instantly make anyone feel welcome. We had a lovely chat and took a selfie, what I wish could have been the first of many with someone I just assumed I would see from time to time over the coming years.&nbsp; To hear about Christopher's sudden passing was very upsetting, even for me as an 'acquaintance', and I can't imagine how his close friends and family feel. I can only hope that some comfort will be found in the fond memories being shared.&nbsp; Rest in peace Zeke, God bless.

Dear Zeke, I woke up yesterday to the devastating news that you had passed. I have spent the better part of the morning trying to wrap my mind around that fact; I still don’t understand it. It is impossible to imagine a world without you in it. And while I don’t have words, I do have memories. I hope that, in sharing them, I am able to express all that your friendship means to me and all of the love my heart holds for you. My first memory with you is freshman week at Dartmouth. I remember standing in the Russell Sage hallway as you and Magda had a conversation in Latin (or was it Ancient Greek?) and being so intimidated by your brilliance and so inspired by your infectious joy. As our friendship grew, it was your loving nature, extreme care for others, and joy for life that stuck with me most. You had this laugh that filled the air; I can still hear it when I think of you. Your hugs always made everything feel better; I could really use one now. Everything you did was done with an intensity and passion that honored the moment, no matter how small. I learned so much from you over the years. My first year at Dartmouth was so hard. I felt so incredibly out of place and there were countless times that you were there to listen and to encourage me. Like that one very late night freshman spring where I was having computer issues and needed to write a paper. You lent me your laptop, shared some words of encouragement, gave me a hug, and checked in the next day to make sure I was ok. We had a good laugh about that one. It might seem like such an insignificant moment, but it has stayed with me all these years. And then there was that time sophomore or junior year where I ran into you on my way to Rocky and, I will never remember exactly how it came up, but I made some self-deprecating comment about my limp and you turned to me and said: “Olivia, I love the way you walk. It’s like you're swaying and dancing everywhere you go. I see you from a distance and think- ‘there’s my friend, Olivia’. It’s beautiful”. Without knowing it, you made one of the things I hated most about myself into something special. And ever since then, whenever I trip or fall or see my reflection walking, I remember those words and it feels like you’re saying them to me all over again. One of my last memories with you was when we met up in Brooklyn. You had messaged me that you were in NYC and we were meeting up for tea. As I walked to meet you, your smile and laughter greeted me first and then you swooped me into one of those incredible hugs that lifted my feet off the ground. After you put me down, you gave me a sunflower and told me you loved sunflowers because they seem so happy. And now, whenever I see a sunflower, I remember your smile and your laughter and your joy. You once shared that when you were conducting, you reminded the orchestra that they were part of something much larger than their individual pieces. The music was a whole unit and everyone needed to hear everyone else in order to play their part well. You were talking about how to get a large group of talented musicians to play a single piece of music together, I know, but in that moment, I also realized that you had lived your entire life as if you were conducting an orchestra. It’s in the truly seeing each other and in listening deeply that we can make the biggest impact in this thing called life. Thank you for your friendship, Zeke. I will carry it with me forever. Sending you so many hugs and so much love. Olivia

Chris was one of the most enthusiastic, hardworking, musical and loving people I have ever met. He had the most contagious smile and he radiated positivity. He loved life and cared for everyone and I hope to live my life to the fullest the same way he did. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend, an inspiring musician and I'm so grateful you were in my life. You will always be remembered. Rest in Peace Chris. 🤍🎶

When Jeanne and I heard this morning that Christopher had passed we were both immediately inspired to go to God with prayers for His mother, Molly, his father, Quentin and for his sisters and brother.&nbsp; We asked Him to comfort them and to minister, to what must be, their incredible sadness following the loss of their much loved son, Christopher. We also prayed for the entire Laird family.&nbsp; We know they are suffering terribly from their loss of Christopher as well. Our memory of being in attendance at a dinner held for Christopher at Al Forno's restaurant in Providence, RI the night he was to conduct a concert in town has been ingrained Christopher in our hearts.&nbsp; We already miss him.&nbsp;&nbsp; We pray for God to cover everyone who knew and loved Christopher with His Almighty grace during our period of mourning.&nbsp; We know that Christopher's soul will live on forever.&nbsp; Praise Jesus!

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 pictures of all the places you visited and all the concerts you had. It was so good to watch you be happy! &nbsp; I keep re-reading all our mails since 2004, and I tell you that I miss you in every one of them. So one last time, dear Dima: I miss you deeply, I love you, I'll remember you with every little candle I light. Sindre, Sam, Lydia and rest of the family: my deepest condolences. So unique amazing people like Chris don´t just go. I`m sure he went somewhere beautifull, took his music with him and is already making the place better for everyone. Farewell, dear Dima. &nbsp; Love, your Tamara.

For Christopher A great shadow has darkened the sky. The birds have begun their silent mourning. They sense the powerful moment of someone’s passing. Nature knows another spirit has retired from the earth, and we who remain behind veil our faces as we weep uncontrollably. Incomplete explanations force our minds to ask and ask again, why, why, WHY? The end cannot have come! The effervescence of a vibrant life, just short hours before, cannot be over.&nbsp; Time stopped, but it should never have been permitted. Being was transformed, but we have been left behind. How can we be so ill equipped at this devastating moment, aching to flee back into those hours before Christopher died for a final good bye hug? Our hearts are broken, but will be mended slowly as we receive the healing balm from our rich memories of such a wonderful person. Pax et bonum Christopher.

I have felt lost ever since I read the tragic news of Christopher’s untimely passing. Looking at the lovely messages of remembrance have helped me to reinforce what I already knew – that Christopher was a one of a kind. I will never forget his incredible warmth, his infectious smile, his enthusiasm, his inclusivity, and his professional expertise. It is with a very heavy heart that I know I will not be able to speak with him one last time to thank him for his friendship. RIP Christopher, and thank you for the inspiration.

During the two years I first knew Zeke at Dartmouth (his first and second years), he was voraciously curious, unfailingly kind, and unstoppable in his quest to learn. His extraordinary gifts spanned music and languages in particular, and he was an amazing teacher. Zeke sang in Handel Society, took conducting, and served as an assistant conductor and manager of Handel Society’s December 2002 concert tour to Germany and Austria. He conducted the 12-voice Prologue chorus for our Berlioz&nbsp;Roméo et Juliette&nbsp;performance in Spaulding March 2003, and the following May sang in our Brahms&nbsp;Ein deutsches Requiem. In following years Zeke would pop up everywhere to stay in touch—Baltimore, Hanover, London. I’m sure many felt close to him. We last visited in London this past November. He loved his travel-intense, multi-job, multi-city-and-country European life and was extremely good at it. Most recently he was appointed conductor of the Kings College London Orchestra, a wonderful position. His highly refined conducting and leadership skills are well documented in his most recent video of a competition in Norway a week before his passing. So very, very proud of him. Zeke was one of the brightest of stars in this universe, and we all are better for having known him.&nbsp; – Melinda O’Neal, professor of music emerita, former conductor of Handel Society and Chamber Singers

Christopher was my cool crazy cousin that took life by the reigns. Few people can say that they have followed and embraced their true passion in life. Chris did exactly that. I'll never forget when he visited NJ for some type of family party (one of my sibling's high school graduation I think) and he told me he was a conductor. I remember thinking that was the coolest thing… you know, one of those professions you only hear about… and yet my own cousin was a star!!! You could see his passion in his eyes, his love for life in his smile, which could only be described as contagious. It was years later that I saw Chris next, at a cousins brunch in NYC. After being so distant for so many years I can't believe how natural it felt to hang out with Chris. With a warm hug and yet again his dazzling smile, he made me feel as if we hadn't skipped a beat. My last memories of him are from my sisters wedding. He brought everyone to the dance floor and we had a blast all night long. I will miss you Chris, the world will miss your smile.

Here is a video of a premiere of mine that Christopher conducted. &nbsp;I originally wrote this piece for the conducting auditions at the RCM, which is when we first worked together. &nbsp;Before that, we would hang out around the RCM, go to concerts, or go to Imperial for a drink (and none of that changed!) &nbsp; Christopher prepared the piece with the ensemble over a period of 45 minutes so that the auditionees could rehearse the piece further with the ensemble as their sight-reading excerpt. &nbsp;He then convinced Simon Channing, the head of the woodwind department, to programme the piece the following year on a wind ensemble concert, and he also convinced Simon to let him conduct the premiere. &nbsp;As usual, we went out for drinks at Imperial after the concert and had a great time as always. &nbsp; After this premiere, we worked together a number of times – I arranged a Fanny Mendelssohn piece and Schubert Lied for him to conduct in Norway.  We were planning to do more things at King's.  I will fondly remember all of our times working together on various projects, hanging out at RCM, IC, and other places, and everything else. https://youtu.be/MjQk8KGNVgw https://drive.google.com/file/d/1QQ6cDlWavzNOyI8S5PNPMcPxO5fl4ygL/view?usp=sharing

I was blessed to include Christopher as one of my group of friends while studying abroad in Mainz in 2004. I remember his smile and laughter…he was always up for an adventure. While I have not seen him in person since, I have enjoyed watching him succeed and accomplish so much. His love of music and life was contagious. He will be missed!

I met Zeke in the early 2000s at New England Music Camp. We swam together in "swim for fit" (I was terrible and he was kind and encouraging) and traded jokes in orchestra (the viola section sat just below the oboes - mostly the jokes were about burning violas or burning oboes). I kept in loose touch and visited him during his first year at Dartmouth when I was looking at colleges. He eagerly showed me around and helped me realize what an incredible and magical place Dartmouth was. It really made an impression on me. Consequently, I applied early decision and joined the following year. We played together in the Symphony Orchestra and were able to share some of our ups and downs. He nearly convinced me to go on the music foreign study program to London. I've lost touch over the years, but have always smiled when he posts his musical accomplishments. It has been an honor and a privilege to watch the 15 year old musician I met 20 years ago pursue his passions. Pre pandemic, I had hoped to travel to Europe this summer and perhaps have the opportunity to watch him conduct live. Many condolences to all his friends and family. The world lost an amazing human.

I’m so sorry to hear the news.&nbsp; I had a chance to get to know Christopher when I was studying in Mainz, Germany as an exchange student in the winter semester 2003-2004\. He led me and other students (Sonja, Elaine and Aimee) to see ballet in Wiesbaden and that was amazing! We were spending the New Year’s Eve in 2004 together in Mainz with my sister and other students.&nbsp; Christopher also came to Finland to my wedding in 2007 and played violin in the church. Memories which are staying in my heart forever. ❤️ Thank you. Last time he wrote to me last autumn and told that he had found a nice cafe from London where are lovely Finnish cinnamon buns. Rest in peace Christopher,&nbsp; Johanna&nbsp;

Chris and I met at his audition for RCM in 2017, we were both auditioning for the conductors course. Fast forward to August 2019 and Chris walks in smiling to the Darlington Conductor’s course which we both happened to be on too! Neither of us knew the other would be there. In typical Chris fashion, I get a big hug and of course he remembers my name 🥰 We spent the two weeks of that course doing everything together. His room was next to mine, I had the pleasure of meeting Sindre too who visited briefly for a few days. We called ourselves the husband and wife of Dartington. Chris waited each night to walk with me down the dark path to our dorm and wouldn’t let me go alone. He was always on hand with hugs, there to wipe my tears of stress and be the pillar I needed.&nbsp; One of my fondest memories are our ‘days off’ when we would window shop all day, &nbsp;strolled the beautiful grounds and do our laundry together.&nbsp; Chris was one of the most supportive colleagues out there, he was a friend first and foremost but we both agreed we needed the support in this lonely field Of conducting and he was just that. He always checked in no matter where in the world we both were, always concerned, always loving, always supportive. I feel a huge hole in my heart and I can only begin to imagine what that means for Sindre, his family and neatest loved ones. Sending such love and strength to you all. I know he’s looking down on us all. He was never one to give up and I’m sure as I’m writing this he’s making sure we’re all okay in whatever way he can. I’m going to share the memories of Chris that make me laugh the most. As I watch the video and look at the pictures, I hear him laugh. ❤️❤️ Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam dilís 💚

Christopher (Zeke) and Sarah Bohlman after performing Brandenburg Concerto #6, 27 May 2002, as part of a chamber music recital at the Top of the Hop, Dartmouth College. Zeke will live on in the hearts and minds of those who knew and loved him. My condolences to his family, friends, and colleagues.

We met Christopher at Harry’s in Cape Cod a few years ago and were so delighted to hear of all his experiences. We enjoyed a wonderful supper together that evening and have spoken of him many times since. We cannot imagine the pain the whole family is going through right now, but we would like to offer you all our sincerest condolences on this great loss.

Yesterday I’ve read the shocking awful news that my wonderful friend Zeke passed away suddenly and completely unexpected – I’m devastated about this. Meeting him for the first time at Dartmouth in fall of 2004, he was a great companion and help during my New England year. Making and enjoying music with him (opera and Asian restaurant visits in Boston, the concerts of his senior year project, common German language teaching for the Handel Society’s performance of Haydn’s “The Creation”) was a major and unforgettable part of this time. Further on when back in Germany, meeting him either in Weimar, Munich, Aachen, Berlin, Rheinsberg or wherever was always a great pleasure since Zeke was able to make nearly everyone feel comfortable and familiar: he was positive about everything and everyone; he was inspiring, bubbly and enthusiastic about all that he’s been doing. Besides that, he was also very warm-hearted, empathic to friends and hospitable beyond all limits, so visiting him felt always like coming home and being part of the big “Zeke family”. All time spent with him was felt doubled since there was such an intense exchange of thoughts, a vast number of undertakings and an unmeasurable amount of pleasure and positivity. All of this has come to an end way too early! We have lost a very luminous and shining person, a great musician and a wonderful friend who definitely made earth a nicer place to be for many. This cannot be replaced but I hope that the countless memories a great moments with him will shine on. My thoughts are with his family Sindre Øgaard, Quentin McMullen, Molly McMullen-Laird, Purple Wilson, Samuel McMullen and Lydia Marie and with all his friends who mourn him. May you rest in peace and bring some good cheer up to Heaven as you have given to us here on Earth!

It was a privilege to have known Chris, who joined my MMus class in September 2017\. He had just started postgraduate studies in London at the Royal College of Music. Chris stood out, even amongst his talented peers, because of the considerable musical and life experiences he had already accrued. He was always supportive of his peers and his work demonstrated the value he placed on teamwork. His MMus lecture recital, on ensemble memorisation, given in May 2019 was awarded a Distinction. Whilst I am certain that Chris could have developed this into an incredibly valuable doctoral project, I was delighted to learn of his appointment with the Jæren Symfoniorkester. I last saw Chris in February when he returned to the RCM as co-presenter of a fascinating session on performance practices in Elgar’s cello concerto. Thank you Chris for your integrity and enthusiasm, and for the ways in which your life demonstrated the importance of collaboration. https://www.instagram.com/p/B9G0dRZAzWb/

Chris, you messaged me out of the blue one day on Facebook, we'd only really exchanged a few 'hellos' in person before then and I didn't really know who you were. It just goes to show how much you had a hunger to share life with people, to meet people and be caring and kind to them, that you would just reach out to people in earnest friendship. We met up a few times and quickly became fast friends, sharing many of our own spiritual interests together. I remember fondly our crazy yoga session and our engaging musical chit-chat. I'll never forget the pictures you would send me of you doing headstands on the top of a Norwegian mountain, or of you jumping into ice-cold water! You had a courageous and bursting zest for life! I remember when we went to a Finnish sauna in East London. As soon as we got there, you took out some balls and began teaching everyone there how to juggle. The next time, it was 'ball-in-a-cup'. I remember you telling me about your imaginary assistant, Maria, who does all your annoying admin for you. It was hilarious. I'm still laughing now. That's what I'll try and take with me, that happiness and positivity.

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 warmth. He really cared for other people and was giving his all when teaching and giving advice. In addition he was very humble and didn´t even tell us that he was an award winning conductor and that he worked with some of the biggest music publishers in Germany engraving and notation / score layouting. I only learned about this in a break when I asked him what he was doing when not teaching English diction. After I graduated we stayed in contact and we were planning a crossover collaboration for the future. Chris, it breaks my heart that now it won´t happen. This is just too soon, my friend. But the thought of you still gives me energy and hope. You will be missed!

Dear Zeke,&nbsp; 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 your silhouette in one of the first-floor windows as I was returning to my dorm - we were on the same floor at Russell Sage. Thank you for being always ready to listen, laugh together and spread your love for music, and the opera in particular. I remember one evening in particular. You invited a few friends (including me) to Opera North. After the show, someone dropped us off on campus. It was late at night and I was worried about going back home, as I was living off campus in Vermont then. You said, "Magda, I can help you with my bike". You also offered to keep me company to make sure I was safe. We alternated; now you were on your bike and I ran alongside you (gasp, gasp), now I was on your bike and your were the runner. It was great fun. We were laughing our heads off in the process. One of the best memories of my life. Thank you for our wonderful flight from Munich to Boston to our 5th reunion. It was filled with juicy gossip and inspirational conversation.

I'm so so sorry for Chris's loss

Though I haven’t seen Christopher in many years, I have a memory of how he could light up a room and make you feel so special when he greeted you. Clearly an angelic force on earth recalled to the heavenly realms so abruptly to continue his work. ❤️

Christopher was a shining example of Brene Brown's "wholehearted living." &nbsp;He was love! &nbsp;He was an influential person in my life who opened the doors of understanding to the world around me. &nbsp;Thank you for teaching me about feminism, social activism, and the opera. &nbsp;He has inspirationally packed so much life into his tragically short life. &nbsp;The impact and legacy of Christopher's life is unfathomable. &nbsp;As they say about educators, you can count the seeds in an apple but it is impossible to could the number of apples in a seed. Sending my love and condolences to Christopher's family and partner. &nbsp;May happy memories comfort you during this difficult time. Julie Andersen - VDAC 2003-2004 &nbsp;

Christopher was to have joined us in Norfolk to conduct the Yorke Trust's summer opera production of Handel's Jephtha this year after a stunningly successful Come & Sing Mozart's Requiem day in February, and Jennifer Hamilton's memorable production of Purcell's The Tempest last July.&nbsp; Members of our community chorus, seasoned amateurs and those new to singing alike, were inspired by Chris's charisma and enthusiasm that gave even the most senior choristers the confidence to sing from memory, most having never done so before.&nbsp; His immaculate and detailed direction of the period ensemble Noxwode underpinned the production, some of the instrumentalists also performing from memory both on stage and in various corners of the church. He opened the ears, hearts and minds of all who worked with him, having that rare ability of being able to infuse levels of excellence in everybody, similar to those to which he himself aspired. Conducting from memory and in bare feet added the final 'je ne sais quoi'! Chris will be a hard act to follow.&nbsp; How tragic that such a promising career has been cut short so early.&nbsp; All of us whose lives he touched have fond memories to treasure that will remain with us always.&nbsp;&nbsp; Rodney Slatford, OBE Chairman, The Yorke Trust&nbsp;

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.

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 that made me feel as if all was well with the world! I am so deeply sorry to hear of his sudden passing. My condolences to you, Molly, Quentin, Samuel and to his sisters and husband and all who loved Christopher.

Nothing I can say seems adequate to describe the sense of loss I feel. Perhaps the following recommendation that I once wrote will help to describe some of Christopher's unique qualities: Recommendation for Christopher McMullen-Laird &nbsp;28 June 2007 &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Christopher McMullen-Laird is a force of nature. I can only hope that this sincere recommendation does not strike the selection committee as hyperbolical. Zeke, as he is known to everyone, thoroughly enriched the intellectual lives of students and faculty during his time at Dartmouth College, and he continues to do so even two years after his graduation. He combines intelligence, talent, imagination, energy, linguistic sophistication — and charm — to a degree that I find unique in my 38 years of college teaching, and I endorse his application for a Fulbright Fellowship with enthusiasm. Zeke has already received considerable post-graduate support for his undertakings, but I believe strongly that a Fulbright award would be a case of throwing good money after good. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I have known Zeke in a variety of capacities. Being wholly bilingual, he was immediately hired as a freshman to work as a teaching assistant in the German Department.&nbsp;Our so-called drill instructors supplement the regular elementary language instruction by conducting oral drills with a group of seven or eight students for four hours a week. The position calls not only for proficiency in German, but also for enthusiasm, reliability, energy, humor, empathy, and the pedagogical flair to project these qualities. It is no easy matter to gain the full cooperation of a group of sleepy students at eight o’clock in the morning, and it is not enough to entertain them; they must feel that their time is being well spent. Zeke’s success in this position was nothing short of spectacular. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In his junior year he chose to take advantage of our German exchange program, which is coordinated on the German end by the Federation of German-American Clubs. Studying at the University of Mainz because of the conducting possibilities that its conservatory offers, he made such an impression that we still regularly receive letters from the Federation singing his praises. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Zeke then spent his final year at Dartmouth as a Senior Fellow. As the official description of this program says, “The [not more than ten] Senior Fellows are chosen from among students of such intellectual caliber, independence of character, and imaginative curiosity that they have become interested in some personal project of study that will contribute to their own intellectual growth. Every Senior Fellowship must involve a project in which the intellectual scope and breadth of imagination goes beyond that which can be accomplished by taking courses offered in the existing curriculum.”&nbsp;Zeke did just that, with a study of Mozart’s last year. His project included not only a series of lectures (I particularly remember one on the importance of Freemasonry for Mozart’s music), but also a full concert of works from 1791\. Zeke conducted, among other pieces, the&nbsp;Requiem&nbsp;and the Overture to the&nbsp;Magic Flute. Perhaps even more impressive: he assembled — and found the funds for — the professional orchestra, chorus, and soloists. The result was remarkable. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Another example of Zeke’s qualities: when Steven Scher, a distinguished colleague who had taught German literature at Dartmouth for over 30 years, died suddenly, his widow asked Zeke to be one of the speakers at the memorial service in the spring of 2005\. Even when compared to the contributions of senior scholars from all over, his eloquent, thoughtful, and heart-felt talk stood out. Any number of attendees from other institutions asked, “Do you really have students like that at Dartmouth?” I had to admit that they are rare. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Since his graduation from Dartmouth in 2005, Zeke has not slowed down a bit. I have met with him several times in Germany and continue to be impressed with his accomplishments. In addition to amassing further conducting experience, he has become a real contributor to Early Music studies. There is no doubt in my mind that he will make optimal use of fellowship support and also be a credit to the Fulbright program. Bruce Duncan Prof. of German Studies

Dear Chris, Those vibrant and energetic blue eyes caught me from the first time and will never be forgotten. You could see in them the passion, warmth, energy, aliveness, wisdom and desire that Chris had for everything he did. Every encounter with him was a source of inspiration, a learning experience, not only on how to be a better musician, but a better person. I will always remember his joyful spontaneity when I bumped into him, and I was heading to a Yoga class, to which I invited him, and he, with a big smile in his face joined me.&nbsp; Chris always had a moment for everyone, even though he was one of the busiest people I have ever met, he had time for his friends and loved ones, and lead an exemplar way of life, which inspired me and influenced on my own life style. Chris, my friend, I wish we had one more conversation, on more laugh, one more hug, I wish we had gone for that coffee date we didn't manage to go. I wish you were still here with us.&nbsp; With all the love in my heart. I miss you.

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 world has lost one of her heroes.  Yet his memory will continue to inspire me and countless others.  

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.

Lo ricordo come un ragazzo dolce e gentile, che portava ovunque allegria!

Zeke, you were so accomplished and so worldly, and you wanted to share all the excitement and joy you found in the world with everyone you met.  You brought all of who you were to every interaction.  Your raised eyebrow could be inviting and devastating in equal measure - you were beyond measure.  In the last few days, so many have remembered your hugs, and it’s as though I can feel one now, the force of your joy and love and connection.  In 2004, when I lived in an apartment in Lebanon, NH I remember you and Alexia coming in singing from the snow, emerging with a bottle of wine and stories of adventure. I worried that whatever I cooked that night wouldn’t be good enough, but you thanked me and said it complemented the wine so beautifully.  You always complimented so beautifully. The sound of your laughter echoed wherever you had been, echoes still in the minds of all who knew you.  I remember your flouncy hair, and one of your hugs after being reunited at Alexia and Neil’s wedding.  Despite having performed with and conducted with so many accomplished professionals you gave me the grace of many kind words as I warmed up my Ave Maria for the ceremony. It felt good to know you, to be in your orbit, and it feels hard knowing that I will only see your face again in my memory and in pictures, will only hear your laugh and voice in the (surprisingly alive and vibrant) echoes of my memory, and will only feel you hugs in my mind and heart. Zeke, you made an impression on me and on the world one individual at a time, one musician at a time, one audience member at a time, one friend at a time. It’s no wonder you were so worldly, that way you could touch the whole world.  In my tradition, we say “may his memory be a blessing”. It sure feels like that. Rest ye well, Zeke.  The music you created by your life will play on in so many minds, hearts, and memories.  

Chris was the most warm-hearted , caring &nbsp;and inspiring person that I have ever met. He was always been there every time I asked him for help. I don’t have enough words to describe how lucky and grateful it was to have known him. My deepest condolences to Chris’s family and loved ones.&nbsp; Big hug, Yi-Fang  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWJ6s8wtR0I

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 “it’s ok, Mama, I’ll build a special time machine to bring him back.” How I wish with all my heart that we could turn his 4-year old faith in magic into reality. We didn’t know each other very well yet in 2003 when my brother Kylan was killed, but you sent me the most beautiful handwritten note with a photo of the white cliffs of Dover and, of course, an excerpt from Rainer Maria Rilke. Little did I know that you would become an integral part of my life and infuse it with such joy. And now I’ve lost not one brother, but two. I’ve been combing through photos today, alternating between laughter and tears as I find dozens of images of us from around the world these past 19 years….Hanover, Boston, Pagosa Springs, Cape Cod, Berlin, Weimar, Munich, Leipzig, Portoroz, Strasbourg, Baltimore, Providence, Tokyo, Kyoto, London…and so many little towns in between. And for every photo, there are hundreds of memories that we never captured on film because we were too busy laughing, drinking wine, eating gelato, and running for the last train because we wanted to make the most of every minute. I know in the weeks to come I’ll write down everything I can recall of all of our adventures so that their memory never fades. In the meantime, here are some of the moments that meant the most… -When you and <div class="nc684nl6" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Peter J. Verovšek</div> convinced this CA girl who still didn’t understand NH weather after four years of Dartmouth that we should go skinny dipping in the Connecticut river late one night because it would “definitely be warm since it’s June and the sun was shining all day.” Yeah right. How you kept a straight face long enough to convince me to also jump into that freezing river I will never know -Watching you knock your your Senior Fellowship at Dartmouth out of the park from 2004-2005\. Singing Mozart’s Requiem in your choir. -Going hiking in Colorado, swimming in a gorgeous waterfall basin, and making homemade tiramisu on your cross-country road trip with <div class="nc684nl6" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Rebecca Rossi</div> . -Going to the opera in Munich with you and <div class="nc684nl6" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Sindre Øgaard</div> from 2005-2006\. You were always running late, so Sindre and I would have fun little mini-adventures while waiting for you to arrive in a breathless rush just before curtain time. And I still remember the giggle and excitement in your voice when you told me you had met someone special the previous weekend and asked if he could join us for our long-planned opera date in Munich. -When you helped me move from Munich to Berlin in 2006, and we were so excited to catch up that we got on the wrong side of the train and had to spend 3 stops jumping out and running bags over to the other side before the trains split and we went in the wrong direction! -Throwing my 25th birthday bash in my little apartment in the Schoenhauser Allee…we baked 5 cakes and hosted over 40 people in. And even your irrepressible charm couldn’t prevent us from getting an evil glare from the old Oma who lived downstairs because we filled up the ENTIRE recycling bin with empty bottles of Sekt the next day. -So many Germany memories. Visits, concerts, operas, meals, beers, and day trips with Lydia Marie , Samuel McMullen, Quentin McMullen, Molly McMullen-Laird, Peter J. Verovšek, Ezra Tzfadya, Irene Kacandes, Ulrike Rainer, Bruce Duncan, Ellis Shookman, Veronika Fuechtner, Gerd Gemunden, Mari Webel, Marianne Windholtz Shahid, Anicia Timberlake, Ariel Dora Stern, Martin Habermehl, Margarita Weber, Donna Soave Weber, and so many others. Sitting alongside the Spree and drinking Riesling. Making chocolate chip pancakes. Listening to you giggle while you and Samuel exchanged terrible Yo Mama jokes. -Wandering all over Kyoto with you and Sindre, drinking tea, eating weird snacks, and exploring temples and shrines until our feet ached. Laughing about the extensive “pillow menu” at the local onsen that you and Sindre visited. -Soooo many trips to the Cape. Bicycle rides, lighthouses, and beaches. Cooking dinner with Pappap. Breakfast outside every morning. Owen’s first ice cream. -Car rides....When I built in a layover in Frankfurt on my way back to DC after a conference in Bucharest, so you came down from Leipzig and we drove all around wine country for a day and a half. When we flew back to Boston from Germany and Japan so that we could drive up to Hanover for our 10-year Dartmouth reunion and then down to the Cape to visit Pappap. This month was the 6th anniversary of that trip and I sent you a photo and a short note about it on Monday. It was the last time we talked. -Calling and messaging back and forth into the early morning hours to help find someone at the State Department who would make it possible for you to travel from London to Colorado without a passport so that you could be there in time for Sky’s memorial service. -Celebrating Valentines Day 2019 with you and Sindre in London. The gorgeous dessert that Sindre baked. The day we spent biking and wandering around the city. You were the first ones to know that I was pregnant with Lucas because I would only drink a sip of Sekt. What I didn’t know then would be our last hug goodbye at the train station. -When Neil D'Arco and I got married and you flew back from Germany to help with everything…cooking the welcome dinner for the family gathering at our tiny townhouse, making the flower arrangements, playing maître d’ for the entire bridal suite party, managing the string quartet, reading a poem during the ceremony…I will forever remember you as you were on June 18, 2011\. Not June 18, 2020. I will think of you every time I see a bottle of Sekt, every time I learn a new word, and every time I hear music. You were taken from us far too soon but you will always live on in all of our hearts. Until we meet again, dear Zeke. Digital Camera Digital Camera

Remembering Thanksgiving 2011 and visit in London 2018. Love from the Antonicelli family OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

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. &nbsp; Your friend always, Moirissima

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! 🙏🙏🙏

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 parlare di lui; i miei amici affascinati dal suo carisma e dalla sua solarità .... Che dolore apprendere questa notizia. R.I.P

I just recently met Christopher as he was passing by my home in old town Stavanger. We had a short visit when he told me that he and his husband were neighbours so I told him to pop in one day and we could share a glass of wine…he did, and we had such a great evening…I've been waiting for him to return. I am devastated at hearing of his passing…such a lovely person with so much talent. I will hold his memory in my heart.

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.

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 would always put a smile on our faces with his funny metaphors and grand gestures when conducting and explaining exactly what he wanted from us. On that particular evening, I remember him stopping us in the middle of the piece: he wasn't hearing what he wanted and knew he could do more. He said that he wanted us to play Finlandia whilst imagining that we were gloriously flying over the snowy forests of Finland, and made swooping gestures with his arms. Something about that sentence struck me and stuck with me, I'm not sure why. It made so much sense, and the piece took a completely different colour in my eyes.&nbsp; Even though the time I knew for him was too short, I am so grateful to have had him as a conductor. He opened my eyes on the creativeness of interpretations of music, and all its subtleties. Playing with you was a pleasure and an honour Chris. Your boundless energy, dedication and patience were incomparable. Rest in peace.&nbsp;

I met Christopher on November 26 last year.  It was my mother's 79th birthday and she was visiting from Florida.  She saw that Melinda O’Neal, Professor Emerita of Music at Dartmouth College would be presenting a lecture/concert about Berlioz at Cadogan Hall.  Professor O'Neal gave a shout out to her former student Christopher Quentin.  During the interval, I went up to as a fellow Dartmouth alum.  He and my mom hit it off right away and he offered to try to get dress rehearsal tickets for a ballet he was conducting at the Royal Opera House.  He also mentioned to Melinda that it was my mother's birthday and at the end of the performance, the whole room surprised her with a beautiful rendition of happy birthday.  Birthdays are always difficult for my mother and her 79th will be remembered as one of the most magical thanks to Christopher.  He was really busy with rehearsals and had to leave early and still managed to find time to update us about his attempts to find tickets to the rehearsal.  Just from our brief encounter, it was clear that he was a very special person and I had looked forward to our paths crossing again through the Dartmouth alumni community in London.  All my love and condolences to Christopher's family and friends.  May he memory be a blessing. 

I say a Little prayer for Christopher McMullen-Laird.&nbsp; You shall travel well and calm, like in your mother’s arm, I will keep you in my heart, my friend, its not an end, take the love to the other side where music plays and you will surely be - eternally happy. For Zeke from Gabriella

I knew Zeke in college. We weren't close, but he was a friend that could always bring a smile to your face. His passion and enthusiasm for music was infectious, and our interactions always left me feeling inspired.

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 we shared was always so intense. I cannot believe he is gone. Way too young and with so much more to give. Zeke, I am glad I have got the chance to meet you. Rest in peace. GE DIGITAL CAMERA

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

There just aren't words but I'll try as time goes on.