Tributes

Robyn and Chris' Family:

Saying a prayer and thinking of you on this day, the anniversary of Chris' untimely passing....the sparkle in his eyes and smile on his face are never forgotten.

"Perhaps they are not stars in the sky, rather openings where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy"

Hoping the first star you see tonight and each day forward brings a happy memory of Chris and helps ease your sorrow. You are in our hearts.

Neighbors - Michael and Jerilynn

Words don't describe how much we all miss him and love him. One of the most intelligent and genuinely good people I have ever known. Proud to call him family.

BEST CHESS PLAYER EVER, I might add. Don't know what to say. I love him and miss him.

When Chris and Robyn first started dating, I was living in NC. At that time Robyn and Chris lived upstairs from our brother Dana. I decided to take a trip back to Buffalo and it was one of the first times I had met Chris and initially I thought he was nice, a little goofy, but nice all the same. I would always laugh because he always referred to Robyn as "sweetie", in fact I rarely remember him calling her anything else. Anyways, on this particular visit I was staying with Robyn and Chris and I needed to take a shower. It was around dinner time so Robyn went down stairs to get dinner ready so we could have a family dinner with everyone. I was in the shower, and all of a sudden I hear the shower curtain from the back slide open and there is Chris....turning six shades of red...he finally managed to say.."you're not Robyn" and quickly turns around closes the curtain and walks out the door. Of course, I was mortified because Chris had seen my bare ass and I barely knew the guy. After I got dressed and went down stairs, I asked Robyn if Chris had told her what happened, and she said no. I proceeded to tell her and she laughed soooooo hard that she started snorting...she starts yelling for Chris to come to her. He finally made it down the stairs and he was still blushing from the embarrassment. At the time I felt bad for him because he didn't know me well enough to know I would bust his balls about this for a very long time. I also didn't know him well enough to know that he rarely gets embarrassed and he would gloat about it for a very long time...Chris was an amazing person, he made my sister Robyn feel complete and I'll never be able to thank him for that. Unfortunately, now that he is gone she is broken, but memories like these keep her going...I love you both...Stacey

As I sit in the office with the (EDJ) green walls and white trim I think of things lots of things. The fight I had with Abigail this morning the annoyance of the little things that you take for granted. Then there comes the emptiness of it all. Some people did not realize that I had know Chris for a long time not just work - back when we were kids we had the same group of friends in the late 80's it was by sheer coincidence that I came to work at the same office some may call it fate as it might be. I am glad I did nearly run into the building to plead my job case because I was reintroduced to one of the most caring, gentle human beings I will ever meet. Chris had made going to work enjoyable again. I miss him dearly he brought light to the end of a dark tunnel.

It was 5 weeks ago today that I lost you. The pain only intensifies as time goes on. The realization that you will never walk into our home again, never hold my hand again, never cuddle with me again, never help me with my crossword puzzles again, never pull another joke on me again, never anything ever again, kills me. I sit alone in our beautiful home and cry wondering why...why did this happen to us, we were so happy, so in love, a love that was never once called into question. Now as time goes on, the pain in my heart only gets stronger like the love I had for you. Today, I sat and read the journal I kept while you were at Roswell Park. I relived everything all over again. The doctors told us that you could hear what we were saying to you while you were in the coma. I pray to God that's true. I hope you heard all the things I said to you. I hope you heard me tell you how proud I am to have been your wife and have your name, I will honor it until we are together again. I hope you heard me tell you how much I loved you and how thankful I am to have had you in my life. I hope you heard me when I asked you to look over my son, our little Jare-bear! I hope you heard the books I read to you, especially The Lucky One by Nicholas Sparks. We were very lucky, weren't we sweetie! I don't know how this pain is supposed to get better....I really don't. How does one get over something like this? How does one move on with their life when it has been ripped apart? Jesus, what I would give to turn back the hands of time so I could be with you again.
Love always and forever,
Robyn

...weeping as only a parent who has outlived a child can weep, betraying a sense of loss so huge and irreparable that the mind balks
at taking its measure.

This is my struggle. You gave new meaning to my life when we met nearly 4 years ago. You opened my heart again and allowed me to feel. Now I can't feel anything because you're not here! How do I go on in a world without you, my love, my life, my best friend, my soulmate?

I miss you every second of every day.
Your loving wife,
Robyn

Uncle Jon was a focus of Chris' life, a guiding light for him of fun loving life. This site is an example of Uncle Jon's devotion and caring for Chris.

Bro Fred