Chris Memorial

I remember Chris's handshake; I didn't prepare for such a grip. I hurt for a few hours but was sure to be ready the next time, but I wasn't; it was just as crushing as the first. I am left with the reality of his strength and power, and we will miss Great Men of such power. My sincere sympathy goes out to the family, for it is a loss we will never be able to comprehend truly. It was an early Sunday morning. I met Chris and Dad at the top of Haven Ave to learn to fly my new drone. I knew if I had taken the time to read the instructions, it would take me hours, but within minutes, my drone was flying in the air, and he graciously handed the controls as if it was a delight for him to help me skip the instruction phase. These are menial compared to the years of enjoyment others shared with Chris, but they are my etched moments of his strength kindness in my life. We thank you Lord for loaning such a gift to us all. Let us all be strong in the Lord.