Dear Christopher, It's been ages, at least 25 years since we last spoke and it still breaks my heart to now find out we'll never be able to. Yep, it's your old college girlfriend Nancy. Those were some memories, huh? Speeding around campus, that time Earl went as the incredible hulk and couldn't get the green off, Mark D, me hopping the ICG to go to Portage in the summer, your kind dad, going out to hear music in Memphis, the trip to Paris with your business school colleagues when I dragged you all to the Latin Quarter and a Senegalese restaurant in the 16th arrondisement, me sending you postcards from around the world to your mailroom at Parts Plus. I remember you joked that one of your peers named his kid Chris so he'd be charming and lucky. No doubt you were lucky and built a wonderful life for yourself--a great family, and kids. If I could talk to you now, I'd say you'd done good. Too soon, my friend, too young . . . even if it is across all these years, I'll miss you.

Chris loved everything round. He loved round motorcycle wheels, car wheels, golf balls, basketballs, tennis balls. Some of my favorite memories with him were when Karen and I first moved to Florida. We went to play tennis on Sunday mornings, always went to the Grand Prix when it first started and any car show available. I will miss that Chris.

Chris was always full of fun, willing to help and loved home cooking especially italian food. Wanting to sample anything to make sure it was just right.I will miss him in too many ways and love him forever. 

Fun times at The Keystone Club!