October 23, 2007: I am pleased to announce that we have received some very, very generous donations to the memorial fund recently. We are still pressing towards the $50,000 mark and want to thank everyone who has helped out so far. Look for a new Chris Hunnicutt Memorial Scholarship Fund website and some original Chris and Paul Hunnicutt artwork for sale soon (all proceeds will go towards the scholarship)!

I have achieved the dream two brothers had for the past 14 years....I have climbed the Nose route on El Capitan in Yosemite National Park. It took my partner (Roger Molina Font from Madrid, Spain) and I 3 1/2 days on the wall to finish. It was an amazing experience and I was fortunate to have a partner as talented and supportive as Roger to help me. The weight of my brothers death and life for that matter was probably more difficult than the climbing, but in the end everything he taught me prevailed. 3,000 vertical feet on the Big Stone - Here's to you Bro!!!!!!! Check out some of the photos on Flickr.com.

August 30, 2007: Check out Chris in the latest Black Diamond catalogue: http://www.bdel.com/php/cat_request.php (download the ice catalogue and scroll through the pages to find him ice climbing) He is also on the BD home page page, but you have to refresh the big photo there a ton of times to get his photo - and the website seems to be slow. Pretty cool when his photo just loads up though. He called me after onsighting this climb and was just so excited about it. He really looks great in the photos from that day...I will try and get some up online.

August 13, 2007: New photo gallery is now viewable on Flickr.

I am pleased to announce that we have created a memorial fund in my brother's name. It is for teenagers who cannot afford and do not have access to the Outward Bound trips where my brother learned many of his outdoor skills. It was also on these trips that Chris learned to climb and solidified his love of the mountains and nature. I think he would be very happy to know that some disadvantaged kids, who otherwise would not get to see the natural beauty of this country, will now get a chance.

There are a few ways that people can donate to the Fund. Please make sure you specify that your donation is for the "Christopher Hunnicutt Memorial Scholarship Fund." You can either write this on the bottom of your check, say it on the phone, or if online; write it in the COMMENTS section directly under your credit card information.

You can donate 3 ways - Online, Phone, Mail:

Online: http://www.outwardbound.org/donate.vp.html Phone: Outward Bound Donor Relations at: 718-943-1245

Outward Bound
100 Mystery Point Road
Garrison, NY 10524

Our goal is $50,000 so that every year we can continue the scholarship in Chris' memory.
I am going to be on the first trip where the scholarship is awarded. I actually have never been on an Outward Bound trip so I am excited to finally experience one myself.
Thanks to Kristin Swift, Kathleen Lendvay, and Outward Bound for making this happen. and in advance to everyone who wishes to contribute.

I wanted to thank everyone who helped out with and attended the memorial services in Washington and Salt Lake. They both were very beautiful, moving and helpful, even though difficult to get through. It was immensely important for myself and my parents to see all the lives that Chris had touched. It has also been amazing to hear your stories about Chris and the first thing we now do each morning is check the website to see if anything new has been posted.

I would encourage those that wish to post more to do so and those that haven't yet please tell us a bit more about the amazing friend, brother, and son he was and always will be.

If anyone wants to share stories, photos, or talk with me personally, please feel free to contact me at .

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Happy Birthday Chris.
August 4th, 2011 11:10 AM EST

Not sure why this particular time is making me think of you so much Chris but it is, as I do often and especially every August for the birthday you should be celebrating. My two little boys are ages 3 1/2 and 2 now, and I often think of the amazing bond between you and Paul and hope that over the years my little guys can give each other that same incredible friendship, support, and love. I miss you and am keeping you and your family in my thoughts.
Kathleen Gilpin Lendvay
March 31st, 2011 07:17 PM EST

Been forever since I listened to Coldplay-Parachutes. Still reminds me of you...
jackie fink
March 10th, 2011 01:10 AM EST

I see you in this height so sad and sweet Your spirit burning bright I know he whispers still in places deep With flaming words of light And you would find a resting place Where stars would light the room And trees would bend with sacred grace Beneath the silver moon This song just reminded me of Chris, but particularly this part. ~miss you
January 31st, 2011 03:50 AM EST

I went up on the mountain on the 30th, almost to the last place I belayed you, but couldn't quite get there. Snowfall and ice kept me in the open area of Party Pooters. I sat there for some time, just remembering. Good, good memories. I was part of a rescue just over a week ago on Elephants Trunk. On the drive out, I knew you were with me on the climb. A beautiful hawk flew over the truck and I saw two more before reaching the end of the road. Made me smile. Always in my thoughts, always in my heart.
Susan Brownell
February 2nd, 2010 11:26 PM EST

Hi Chris. I was getting sad, so to cheer myself up, I started to recall the time in college that we drove out to the Creek in the mini truck. There wasn't room for three people in the cab, so you quickly and enthusiastically volunteered to ride in the bed. You grabbed a bottle of whiskey and - I'm trying to remember - it must have been a disc walkman, and burrowed into your sleeping bag. We stopped for gas in Monticello, and you were totally happy. And drunk. A toast to you tonight, my friend. I'm so sorry we lost touch over the years. I think of you often.
January 30th, 2010 10:13 PM EST

Thinking of you and your family Chris. God Bless
January 30th, 2010 01:06 AM EST

I couldn't help but stop by the site today just to see recent comments. I was reading those, & re-reading others... how is it already almost 3 years now? I think I may go up to B.V.F. in a couple weeks just to visit. It's always so calm there; it's really nice. And there's a pair of bald eagles that fly near the top, playing & looping around each other in the air. I miss you still, Chris. ...in my prayers always, & I wish your family well.
January 15th, 2010 03:24 PM EST

Wow...once again, I feel your presence. I logged on to your website, started looking at your pictures and the first song on a cd you recorded for me came on the radio. I miss you my friend but know you are still around, especially in the mountains and in my heart. Happy New Year Chris...
Susan Brownell
January 1st, 2010 05:09 PM EST

Chris, still thinking of you and miss you so much.
December 14th, 2009 11:10 PM EST

My fondest memories of high school included you, bro. You will not be forgotten.
Paul Johnson
October 15th, 2009 04:24 PM EST

Happy Birthday, Chris.
Greg Wolf
August 5th, 2009 08:38 AM EST

As I was thinking recently about my memories of times with you, I just wanted to say Happy Birthday ninja boy.
April Schow
August 4th, 2009 10:00 AM EST

It's been awhile.In that space of time I became field qualified with Southern Arizona Search and Rescue. An eight month process learning rope skills, medical skills and survival skills. It was a long haul but one thing that kept me going was knowing that I will be working with a team of people who help those in need. Many times I thought about Chris and his rescue. The people who volunteered to retrieve Chris and bring him down off the mountain. I am very proud to be one of those people now. I still shed tears for you.... I still see you soaring on the thermal winds high above,watching over...
Susan Brownell
July 25th, 2009 04:42 PM EST

It's been awhile. The last nine months I have had my face in a textbook learning things I never thought I would learn. At times I questioned why...you are one of the reasons. Before I started my search and rescue journey, I was hiking alone up on the mountain. I struggled with the time this course would carve out of my life. Wondering if I could pass, make the grade. I was afraid to fail. Then it hit me. I wanted to help people in trouble. I have mentioned in the past how you would encourage me to climb harder than I thought I could. That day on my hike I could hear you say "Go for it Susan"! After that, there was no question. I wear a ring that says..."When I let go of what I am I become what I might be" I let go of my fears and became a field qualified member of SARA...Southern Arizona Rescue Association. You would be proud. I miss you so.
Susan Brownell
June 10th, 2009 12:57 AM EST

There hasn't been a day yet that I haven't thought about you homie.
Greg Wolf
January 30th, 2009 05:43 PM EST

Two years seems like forever. There just isn't much more to say sometimes.
January 30th, 2009 04:36 PM EST

Out of habit and some hope I instinctively check the BD booth for you at every OR show. The last time we spoke was the day before your accident. What I wouldn't give to go back in time and tell you how much I appreciated you. You always brightened my day.
Alison Taylor
January 26th, 2009 05:47 PM EST

I've been thinking a lot about Chris, especially over the last few months. Almost another year has gone by - too quickly. How can someone you knew for only a short while make such an impact on you? But I'm certainly glad for it. You and your family are always in my prayers, Chris. Wherever you are, I'm sure you've got that signature smile across your face.
December 31st, 2008 12:58 PM EST

Just thinking of you Chris! I will always remember you. I wish your family well. -Kristina
Kristina Renee
December 30th, 2008 02:20 PM EST

Merry Christmas to you Chris! You remain a strong presence in my life on a daily basis. Know you are in my heart until I draw my last breath.
Susan Brownell
December 25th, 2008 12:47 PM EST

I only learned of Chris' passing four days ago. We lost touch after high school but I remember his sweet face and intent eyes as if I saw him last week. I'm so sorry for the pain that his untimely death has caused his family and friends.
Shakti Shukla
August 18th, 2008 04:22 PM EST

Just wanted to say what an inspiration I found "Freedom of expression". Really powerful to watch you climb, and stand with those views. I have always been frightened of feeling that high, in lots of ways, but I saw something beautiful and peaceful and amazing in that film. Wow!
Lucy Cavey
August 7th, 2008 04:32 PM EST

Sorry it has been so long since I wrote. I needed a break from it all I think. I have some good news...the Chris Hunnicutt Outward Bound scholarship should be at $50,000 in just a few days!!! Thanks to everyone out there who contributed. If you haven't yet or want to still contribute - please do. Even though we have met our initial goal Outward Bound is still taking contributions and the higher the fund goes the more scholarships we can award. Everyone please visit the Reel Rock Film Tour and vote for Chris!!! http://www.reelrocktour.com/ Click on "the contest" and then look for "Freedom of Expression" Don't forget to vote for Chris after watching! I submitted Chris's video that he made (I did some of the filming) during graduate school. If chosen it will tour the country on the Reel Rock Film Tour. It will also show in South Africa, the UK, Denmark, Holland, and Finland! The Reel Rock Tour features climbing and adventure films featuring some of the worlds best climbers. This year it also includes a contest in which individuals could submit their own 3 min. film...after voting over the internet the top film gets to be played during the tour. So tell everyone you know to vote! That way you might be able to see Chris's work in a theatre near you!
Paul Hunnicutt
August 6th, 2008 07:19 PM EST

I am thinking back, today, to Chris' 30th Birthday. It was a very special time. I bought tickets for him and me to go see Harry Connick Jr. play at the TCC Music Hall. It was a memorable and enjoyable evening for us. I also surprised Chris with a set of very handsome Simpson's pajamas, since I knew he was such a fan of the show. It seems like yesterday, although four years have since passed. I look back and smile, feeling happy that Chris and I celebrated his 30th with such style!
Jackie Fink
August 4th, 2008 03:48 PM EST

Happy Birthday,Chris! Went up on the mountain today...to our last climbing area. Did a trail run which kicked my ass, but now that the pain is gone, it was a great day outdoors, man. Cheers to your 34th! (correction requested if incorrect). Miss you in so many ways.
Susan Brownell
August 3rd, 2008 08:54 PM EST

I watched "Into the Wild" for the first time last night. Since then, I have not been able to get it out of my mind. The story about Chris McCandless was so powerful and tragic. I did not know the story until last night, even though the events took place while I was a teenager and were eventually pretty well publicized. Had I known about the story, I would have wanted to discuss it with Chris Hunnicutt. Like I sometimes wanted to talk about folks like Dan Osman, Derek Hersey, Jon Muir, and other outdoor adventurers who had risked so much, that I was totally captivated by them. How do some people get that kind of intense, fierce drive to risk? Chris Hunnicutt definitely had it. There were so many similarities between Chris McCandless and Chris Hunnicutt in my eyes. Still, I sometimes wonder...how was I so fortunate to become a part of Chris' short time on this Earth? Regardless, I will always be thankful for that gift and all that I have learned from Chris Hunnicutt.
Jackie Fink
June 23rd, 2008 09:23 PM EST

This past Memorial Day, I thought of my Father, Mother, Brother, my stillborn daughter and Chris. Most of the memories are wonderful,while others are hard to understand. Chris would simply say to me now as tears run down my face, "Chin up".
Susan Brownell
May 28th, 2008 01:11 AM EST

So, one night there was an outdoor Osprey clinic when we worked at the "Hut" in Catalina State Park. Food, beer, clinic and then a raffle at the end. I never win anything but that night Chris and I won the 2 best prizes! I got an Osprey Vertigo and Chris won the Big Agnes Seedhouse2SL. I was glad I won something but I already had 2 of those packs. Next day Chris and I talked about our good luck and I mentioned that I really did not need the pack, he said "I don't need another tent but I need a pack!". He offered to swap and I insisted on offering a few bucks to even it out and he said "no, no we'll just trade" and so we did. The only tent that I have, thanks to Chris, will be put to good use!
May 17th, 2008 10:43 PM EST

So Im living in Yosemite Valley right now and today was my first day of climbing after all the snow. So I sat there on the side of the mountain looking over at Half Dome. I recalled one night while climbing in Tucson with Chris, him telling me his epic tale of climbing the oh mighty Half Dome!!! It was such an awesome pleasant memory nothing super special, but I still feel so blessed to have had such an amazing person in my life. Its been over a year since I talk to him and yet I still have him in my daily thoughts. Chris thanks so much for opening an amazing window in my life. Love you!!!
Audie Tellez
March 11th, 2008 10:33 PM EST

I have been thinking about Chris a lot lately. After a (relatively "easy", though it was still terrifying to me) fall out on the rocks at Great Falls many years ago I have just started climbing again. I have only found the courage to climb at the indoor rock gyms, but I know soon I will find the courage to get outdoors again. I think of Chris constantly while I am climbing, and I am sad I never got the privilege to climb with him. Just knowing him the little bit I did, I am certain he would have been a great teacher. I can't believe it has been a year. Chris you have been on my mind a lot as the time has passed. My love goes out to your whole family!
Sarah Hodzic
March 6th, 2008 04:30 PM EST

I thought about what I could say here, but nothing seems to be right. I just miss you, Chris. I still can't believe it's been a year. I can't help thinking back on lost chances & so many unanswered questions... It just still feels so unbeleivable. A day hasn't gone by that you haven't been in my thoughts. The time that has passed may make some things a little easier, but time does not 'heal all wounds,' as people say. I wish you were still here, ninja boy.
April Schow
February 5th, 2008 12:00 PM EST

Rest In Peace Chris, My thoughts and prayers are with you as well as your family. Love always.
January 31st, 2008 06:29 PM EST

Exactly one year ago, I was so heart-broken, devastated, and also shocked to hear the news. So, I hopped on the first plane I could to Tucson, AZ. When I got there, one of my closest friends, Paul Calandrella was there with the best bottle of Scotch he could find. We drove up to Windy Point on Mount Lemmon, it had to be around 11 o'clock at night. We each had a shot and toasted you Chris! The city lights were so beautiful, the air was calm, it was the perfect desert evening. I felt that you were there with us. Tomorrow, I will be heading back to Tucson again and you can bet I'm gonna be up there on the Mountain, admiring the stars, and thinking of all the great times we had together.
January 31st, 2008 01:38 PM EST

You have been brought up a number of times the last few days amongst the "hut" peoples. I did a climb last night with you in mind and tonight at dinner a friend and I took a moment to remember. I am starting to climb again now, someday we'll hit some long multi-pitch together.
January 31st, 2008 01:15 AM EST

We raise our glasses to Chris today and hold him in our hearts always. Your spirit travels with us, especially when we get out into the mountains. Hard to believe a year has passed. Seeing you at the OR show last year the day before your last ascent was a blessing. Climb on and know that you touched many lives!
Jeff Curtis & Maryan
January 30th, 2008 11:37 PM EST

Tons of snow here today. As soon as they open up the road up the canyon you better believe I'll be heading up to check on the climbs. the dogs and i miss you lots.
January 30th, 2008 01:09 PM EST

This weekend, I will be going up to Windy Point to visit the last climb I belayed you on, Chris. After your passing, I took flowers to that, now special place, spoke to you, I know you were there in spirit with me. Remember that area on the hike down to the crag that I always whined about and you always helped me get down? I did it all by myself and I know you were there watching and damn proud of me! You knew what my silly fears were and never gave me grief about them, just helped me through. I miss you bad, Chris. I will visit this place every year around this time, just to look up to see you on the rock.
Susan Brownell
January 30th, 2008 10:00 AM EST

One morning Chris came over to our house to go on an adventure outdoors with Charles and me. This particular morning our 2 cockatiels were out exploring our living room. Chris walked into the living room and immediately one of our cockatiels flew to Chris' shoulder to greet him with whistles. You should have seen Chris. Chris immediately shrunk down to almost a kneeling position, his head was cocked to one side to avoid any contact with the cockatiel, his face showed distinct horror and he just kept repeating, "Get it off me. Get it off me." I just couldn't believe it. Here is a guy who solos climbs recoiling in fear over a small bird on his shoulder. Chris has left me with so many wonderful memories. I miss him.
Alison Taylor
January 30th, 2008 03:43 AM EST

Chris, your niece Serena Caroline Hunnicutt was born January 14th, 2007. She is beautiful! What an amazing uncle you would have been. What an amazing father you would have been! The one thing that has kept me going through all these frightening days without you is our dreams. How many hours did we spend pondering, planning, and our dreams growing up. I know you achieved so much and inspired so many, but you left us with so much potential. I still feel that energy, that passion you lived your life through. It's been really hard to summon amongst all the anger, frustration, sadness, and disbelief - but it is there. It is like that Jim Morrison lyric that you used to love listening to long ago...I just need to "break on through to the other side" Hopefully that is where you are now, as part of my future and not only my past.
January 29th, 2008 02:23 AM EST

I still think of ya, man. I still miss you, and just in case you didn't know, I'm still crushin'em in the hills Still drivin' fast for the thrills Still pourin' it over rocks so it chills Still gettin' digits from the Jills Still rockin' cash for the bills Still lovin' life, and makin' deals Like the Pink Floyd song says, "I wish you were here."
January 28th, 2008 05:17 PM EST

Before this Christmas Day is over, I wanted to spend some time with my good friend Chris Hunnicutt. For me, Christmas is a time to spend with those you love and care about. Chris is one of those people to me. Merry Christmas Chris.
Susan Brownell
December 25th, 2007 10:19 PM EST

You were one of the first people I met in Tucson. I can still remember that day as clear as pale light and the blue sky over one of Mt. Lemmon's many hidden crags where we first met. You were just finishing up climbing at Lost Hawk pinnacle; Leah and I were trying to sneak in a couple of climbs before the day was set. We would have our fair share of adventures together over the years to come. Every one of them is memorable and some moment in every one of them can make me laugh out loud. It has taken me a long time to write these words, maybe too long. Every time I sat down to do this I couldn't see the damn screen through tears and memories and in the end my words failed. I want you to know that a part of you will live in my heart for as long as I draw breath. And every time I am in a hard place, run out on a bleak face or trying desperately for a solid jam above questionable protection, I will try to remember your strength and your grace. Even though I can no longer look down and gain confidence from your smile and your encouragement, both of which you were quick to offer when the going was grim, I can reach inside and know that Chris Hunnicutt would give it his all. Chris, you made us all better people, you made us laugh, you made us want to try harder, to reach further and believe that it was possible and you never quit. While it is true that my world is darker now with out you in it and some part of this pain may never really go away, it would have been a hell of lot more so if I had never had the honor of knowing you. I refuse to say goodbye because there is no way of knowing where we may meet again or where it all goes from here. If that time does come in some other world, in some other life, you better believe that I will crank up the Johnny Cash, hand you a RockStar for the ride and drive our asses to the tallest hunk of rock we can find and rope up for another glorious day in the sun. Until then my friend.........
David Burke
December 16th, 2007 11:04 PM EST

Augh! This hurts. Even young as I am and just born 6 days earlier. Right now I was just scrolling a bit on the internet, revalidating from my own accident. I was living in Chamonix-Mont-Blanc, preparing myself for the french guideschool. During one of the cources, in june 2006, me and my french partner have slid and slide down a snowcouloir, including a 300 ft. drop from a serac. I just laid the an entire day unconsious until I was spotted by a guide and his client. After 3 months in coma, I woke up in my homecountry, in the Netherlands. There I had to learn EVERYTHING again. Learn to walk, learn to talk. Right now I am still in the middle of that, but I hope I can climb again and the rest of my life. Just as you can find on http://www.frankenmolen.com
Eric Frankenmolen
August 14th, 2007 02:04 AM EST

Happy Birthday,Chris...I went up on the mountain today and saw it in a way I have never seen it before. The rain brought many waterfalls and runoff streams. Of course, you were with me in mind and spirit, you always are. What a great day it was, your birthday.
Susan Brownell
August 5th, 2007 12:12 AM EST

Today would be Chris' 33rd birthday. Somehow I always remembered Chris' birthday - and then 4 years ago, I had my first son on the same day - August 4th. My family will always think about Chris on his birthday because of this. I only hope that my son has the adventurous spirit that Chris had and can live life to the fullest like he did. I knew Chris at HB from 7th-12th grades. I just remember him always smiling. What a great smile he had. It always lit up a room. I know I'll always be able to picture that smile. My thoughts are with all of you today. Happy Birthday, Chris.
Kristen Swift
August 4th, 2007 10:36 AM EST

I spent months trying to put my feelings about Chris into words. I met chris when we had a photography class together at the U of A. We only got to know each other a little at that time, but from that day forward Chris was a part of my life. For the next few years everywhere I went Chris would randomly pop up out of the clear blue. So I wasnt all that suprised when I walked into an ERAC branch to pick up some supplies for my office, and there he was smiling at me with that devious look. I introduced him to my sister at our annual Christmas party that year and I wasnt too suprised when they hit it off. After all Chris was meant to be in my life right? That's why he kept showing up! Even today, as I walk the streets of San Francisco, I half expect him to come around the corner. I value Chris for all he brought to my sister's life and I know he meant a whole hell of a lot to her. I miss him and regret that I will never get a chance to "bump" in to him again. Here is to you Chris...Until we meet by chance again.
Stephanie Fink
June 12th, 2007 08:02 PM EST

Chris left us a few months ago now, and yet I have found, that amongst the sadness, I have discovered the places that he will always be with us. Whenever I have a quiet moment in the wilderness, whether in the desert or the mountains, I am aware of his presence. Because of the person that Chris was, this feeling always brings a smile to my face and lightness to my heart. I was particularly struck by Debra's posting, as I have a similar sense about Chris that is perhaps best captured by Tom Robbins - "To live fully, one must be free, but to free one must give up security. Therefore, to live one must be ready to die. How's that for a paradox?" I'll be back later with some memories.... I'll be back again with the memories...
Nora Morse
June 2nd, 2007 12:07 PM EST

I heard the news about Chris by email. I am a good friend of Paul and Cindy's from England. In fact, I am the girl who was mopping up the wifes tears in Zion national park, if you read Paul's story further up the page. I met Chris on several occasions; climbing in Zion, at Paul's apartment in Phoenix and most memorably when he was best man and I was a bridesmaid at Paul and Cindy's wedding. I wouldn't claim to be Chris's friend but I always found him charming and inspirational. I am devastated for Paul, Cindy, June and Robert. Paul has lost a best friend as well as a brother! During the now famous trip to Zion, my husband Mike, Paul, Cindy, Chris and I camped out under the stars. Chris was quiet and thoughtful but soooo...charismatic. I remember thinking how seriously he took his sport - checking and re-checking equipment (so much equipment). He did crack a smile the following morning when I asked him over oatmeal al-fresco, how you go to the bathroom whilst dangling off the side of a sheer drop. He took great pleasure in telling me. Hope the climbing is great wherever you are now Chris. I bet the view is beautiful. Love to all the Hunnicutts xxxx from Lucy Mike Anna and Harry Cavey xxxx Windlesham, Surrey, Uk
Lucy Cavey
May 12th, 2007 04:55 PM EST

I had heard so many great things about Chris long before his return move to Tucson. My friend Susan was just so excited that he was coming back to the desert. She even took me by the Summit Hut billboard so I could see what he looked like! He lived up to his reputation in every way. He was such an easygoing and fun guy....definitely one of the most enjoyable people to go climbing with. In January of 2006, I went on a trip for the month and Chris needed a place to stay. He moved in just before I left and stayed for a month or so, housesittting and petsitting. He was always so great with the animals that I knew my "kids" were in good hands. Chloe (my psycho dog) always loved hiking/climbing with Chris because she knew that he had just as much energy as she did and would throw sticks all day for her. He was so kind and patient that on one particular day when my dog Max couldn't quite make the scramble out, Chris bushwhacked all the way around the crag to lead Max up the hill. That was just the kind of guy he was. He lived in the moment and seemed to enjoy every minute of it! He will be missed dearly.
Kerry Hile
March 11th, 2007 06:50 PM EST

I first met Chris at the "HUT" where he sold me a pair of hiking shoes and a climbing book for Tuolemne Meadows. Later on,Chris and I became great friends and climbing partners,and I was also his hairstylist. I have so many fond memories of him. How kind and generous he was. How unconditional his friendship was. The crazy zest he had for climbing and life in general. He and I would meet regularly at "our" Starbucks to chat about what was going on in our lives. Even after he moved to Utah, I would call and leave a message, or vice versa, and suggest we meet for coffee at such and such a time on a specific day. One of my best memories I have of Chris is the day we were coming down the mountain from a day of climbing, I was driving my truck. We were behind some slooow driver and I kept telling Chris how I was going to pass as soon as I had the chance (to my knowledge there is one legal area to do so on the way down Mt Lemmon). We kept talking along the way, I saw my chance on a hairpin turn. I passed on the inside downhill lane. You all should have seen Chris' face and heard him yell until I returned to the correct lane! I started laughing so hard, I cried! He said, "I didn't think you would really do it"! My response was, "you know me better than that". Chris and I knew each other very well. He knew things about me that no other male friend knew, and I knew things he would not want me to share. Thats what friendship is. As far as climbing went, I truly had my best, most fun, most learning times with Chris. He always encouraged me to do more than I thought I could. Awesome. In closing, I want to express to Robert, June and Paul how much I loved their son and brother. I will miss him deeply. I wish you peace in the knowledge that Chris was living his life to the fullest and embracing what he loved dearly, the great outdoors.
Susan Brownell
February 18th, 2007 10:39 PM EST

I too have been pondering over what to say, what to share. Like so many others Chris' death was such a heart wrenching shock. I have thought about him daily, and the fun memories I have of him and Paul from HB days. I remember I wanted to introduce him to a friend of mine that had once gone to HB but then moved out of state. I thought they might "hit it off"... sure enough they did. That led to a short but fun summer romance between the two of them in 1991. I remember we would all drive around Arlington until all hours of the night stopping off at different play grounds. The one specific night I remember is being at Tuckahoe park at some ungodly hour, sitting and talking about everything and nothing. Chris was always wickedly funny, adventurous, and kind hearted! Reading all of these stories about Chris has been so wonderful. He will be so deeply missed.
Sarah Hodzic
February 15th, 2007 09:44 PM EST

The news of Chris passing just reached me tonight and I am at a real loss of what to say. Chris was an inspiration to me in many ways. He and I worked together at the "Hut" for a couple of years. He was one of the initial people that showed me that he really cared that I worked there. Soon after we had so many conversations about climbing and film/video work. That is where he really inspired me. I wish I had the chance to have climbed with him. I know that on the next climb or summit that I am on I will surely be thinking of Chris. Peace man, I will miss you.
Ken Kowalski
February 15th, 2007 01:14 AM EST

I have long been thinking about the right thing to say to share how Chris impacted my life. I have known Chris for many years, and like several others met him at the Hut. I was just a young kid when Chris and I first met and he immediatly took me under his wing and took care of me. I will always remember Chris asking me about how school was going and making sure that everyone was treating me right. As I grew up my relationship with Chris changed into one of mutual caring and respect. It was always fun to run into Chris out at a bar during his Enterprise days. He would laugh and have fun and dance his heart out with my friends and me. I will always think fondly of Chris and be glad I have so many good memories of my time with him.
Julia Smith
February 14th, 2007 02:10 PM EST

i still remeber that song he taught me and my bro ben, around the corner. chris was like a brother, a father and a best friend. he was always there for me, except the time he was late from picking me up from soccer practice...haha i forgive you man. and his chocolate chip cookies....damn. well I'm gonna miss you man... p.s. i was always better in star fox.... with love alex morris
Alex Morris
February 12th, 2007 12:47 PM EST

I worked with Chris at the Summit Hut for a couple years. He was someone I looked forward to talking to and his presence always made the Hut that much more of an amazing place to work. I think of this:

Live Life Risk Loss

A person lives as they choose to. Everyday we wake up and take chance in the palm of our hand, without question of consequence.

It is a choice to live every moment to the fullest. It is a choice to take the limits and test them. It is a choice to be the person that everyone crossing paths with you is made to feel like you have truly edified and imprinted their life.

Chris Hunnicut was a person that I remember by choice. I remember his gentle nature calm attitude and quest to push his choices past the comfortability others consider outside the realm of sanity. Live life risk loss. I am proud that Chris made the life choices to leave a print on everyone he knew. He did what he loved, loved what he did and took nothing for granted. He made others see the best in themselves and when he smiled you couldnt help but be thankful you were there to witness it. Choosing to risk life, we loose the presence and personality when loss is suffered. Chris always made me smile and continues to as tears roll down my cheeks. I choose to cry. He would probably wish I choose to just get outside and play.
Debra Travis
February 11th, 2007 10:01 PM EST

Chris and I met in Tucson thanks to "Match.com" around February 2005 (in typical Chris fashion his user name "asoneclimb" was related to climbing). Even though we only dated for a few months, I have many fond memories of the times we shared. His positive character shined through time and time again in the little things he did. Though he was more of a climber than a soccer player, he nonetheless cheered me on from the sidelines when I played soccer and was very supportive of me preparing for and doing my first triathlon. Chris drove up to the White Mountains and took pictures and was there for me at the finishline. The following weekend we headed off to Peru to meet up with his brother and sister-in-law. He was so excited about being able to share some of the year-long journey with them and to go to a beautiful country. He was energized and beaming at one point near the 16,000 foot pass where he went off and did some climbing. When I sprained my ankle at Macchu Pichu and was in tears with pain, he comforted me and provided first aid care until I went to the clinic. Even after we went our separate ways, he was a friend. When I responded to Hurricane Katrina and asked him if I could borrow his water filter, he was very kind in his words and gratious. We stayed in touch some after he went to Salt Lake and out of the blue sent me a gorgeous photo album of our Peru trip. He shared that he felt like he was in a bad place for awhile in Tucson, but things seemed to have really turned around for him in Salt Lake. I am glad that he was able to enjoy life to the fullest, do things that he loved and be a positive influence on mine and so many others' lives. God bless!
Necoe Otto
February 11th, 2007 07:35 PM EST

I have so many fond memories of Chris from our Fort Lewis Days together. I am so sad, so truly sad about losing such a good friend. Chris' incredibly positive spirit and outlook on life was the most valuble "gift" a friend has ever given to me. I love you Chris and I miss you more than words can say.
Ashley Hepworth
February 11th, 2007 06:09 PM EST

Thank you Chris! For driving the Hertz rental truck up to Phoenix for me. Joe Piazza needed his gear and you and I and others volunteered to retrieve it that hot day. I was too chicken to drive a big truck and looked at Chris..."can you drive?". With a big smile "sure, yea!"...I was thankful, and he drove that truck well. It was a tiring day but we did it, we made it to town with new stuff for the store. There are countless stories I have, but, I would sound like a broken record by now. Chris was a mellow, kind, selfless, person who was always very interested in what I had to say about climbing or whatever. We always wanted to get together and go pull down but it just never happened with us. Last time I saw Chris, he was all smiles and very happy to go to Black Diamond. Thank you Chris! I'll miss ya!
February 9th, 2007 11:37 PM EST

Dear Paul, I was so sad to hear of your brother's death. We had dated on and off for a few months before he moved to Utah and we have been friends since. The last time I saw him in November or so was great. He was in such good spirits. When I knew him he was having a rough time, but he always thought of my feelings and was so caring. I am sure I will write more, but just wanted you and your family to know that he will be greatly missed and my thoughts are with you. I'm am sure I too will have more to share at a later time. ~Erin
Erin Chadd
February 9th, 2007 06:29 PM EST

Paul, We did not get the opportunity to meet your brother, but want you to know our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family in your loss. You are blessed to to have such a loving brother and them memories will last forever. May Gods love for you both sustain you and your family. If we can be of help in anyway, please let us know. Dear Lord I pray for Paul and His family that their lives will go forward and that the memories of Chris will sustain the loss that they feel at this moment. Lord, we know your love and how much you do for all of us and we thank you for Chris's Life and all it stood for and know that now he is with you and will be an asset to your kingdom. In Jesus Name I pray. God Bless you all. Dottie and Joe Sacra and family and friends at Sacra Construction.
Dottie and Joe Sacra and Sacra Construction Crew
February 9th, 2007 07:48 AM EST

I was Chris' boss for a spell at the Hut and what a pleasure. I never had a chance to get outdoors with him, but reading all the stories above has certainly been a pleasure. I remember when he and Trevor left the store and headed up to Salt Lake. Man it seemed to me that he had a serious case of ants in the pants. With such a great adventure ahead, who could blame him. After the move, I saw him during the Outdoor Retailer show working the Black Diamond booth. If you have never been to OR, it is a whirlwind of work. Kind of like being thrown into a clothes drier and just spinning around for a few days going in circles and being tossed from booth to booth (if you're a retailer). BD was different with Chris there, his smile and easy manner made you want to stop, say hi and chat for a few minutes. On Monday the 29th, that is just what I did as I was leaving the show for the day. He and I ended up chatting about how he was getting up super early and hitting the mountains before he went to work several times a week. I laughed a bit and told him he was nuts to roll out of a perfectly good bed so early in the morning. But, all kidding aside, it was obvious that he truly loved doing it. He had found a good spot in life and was reveling in it. Chris, thanks for the smile and the handshake that day. I will never forget it.
Mitch Baker
February 9th, 2007 03:18 AM EST

I'll probably post more up here as time goes on, but at the same time this is going on my mother-in-law is dying. And I thought 2007 was going to be the best year ever! Not the best start out of the gate. My brother loves the Simpsons and there is this nerd who owns the comic book shop who would be saying right now "worst week ever!" There are 1,000 stories, but I was thinking of the time when we climbed in Iron Messiah in Zion National Park. It was my first time there and he had been telling me all about the park for over a year. Finally we drove the 7 hours up there from Phoenix and entered the park through this tunnel. He had been raving about this one hole in the tunnel that gives you a preview of the canyon for about 5 seconds and boom there it was as we drove in. Such an awesome experience to arrive there with him. We launched up this climb and spent all day long wrestling with the cracks and chimneys for about 10 pitches. We even hauled a little bag and it's funny to think how fast we would do this climb now - without a haul bag that's for sure! My wife had friends from England coming to visit so the plan was to meet up at the visitors center at 6pm. If you know my wife you know she is a huge worrier. Well I kept pushing us higher up as Chris kept saying we weren't going to be back in time...but it wasn't hard to convince him to keep going because the climbing was so much fun. Finally we got to the last pitch and started to rap down. We knew I was in deep trouble as it was 8pm by the time we got on the ground again...and waiting for us was the park ranger. "Are you Paul and Chris Hunnicutt? Because your girlfriend is in the parking lot crying thinking the worst" So we raced over and sure enough there were our friends from England and Cindy in tears. Luckily she wasn't even mad at me as she was so relieved I was alive. I've learned two things from this experience. Never give my wife a time to meet up after a climb. And maybe you should be on time if your wife and her friends visiting all the way from across the Atlantic in the middle of the desert.
Paul Hunnicutt, Chris's Brother
February 8th, 2007 07:31 PM EST

Last winter we drove up to climb in ouray/IC. On our last day in Ouray we climbed some super fun pillars under the bridge in the morning and then jumped in the car to get to the creek before sunset. We got there with a little daylight to spare and Chris sprinted up to Super Crack Buttress I jumped out trying to keep up. By the time I got to the base of super crack he'd already flaked the rope and racked. I put him on and in a few minutes he was at the chains and that was pretty much the way we ran around till dark. What a first trip to the creek it was for me! That's the kind of joy, energy and passion that Chris lived his live with. It was so great to be around him because you always had a good time no matter what. The next day was cold and no one was around, so we felt like we had the creek to ourselves. Laughing in the mid winter sun on perfect rock with the crows chasing their shadows up and down the canyons.
Adam Wilkinson
February 8th, 2007 03:38 PM EST

It amazes me how many lives Chris touched. More and more memories keep coming - from everywhere. I wish he were still here. Have any of you seen this? http://www.bdel.com/about/chris_hunnicutt_memorial.php
It's memories from his Black Diamond family... We'll all miss him. I know I miss him horribly!
Thank you for setting this site up. And Catherine, thank you for showing it to me.

... forever your diamond Chris, even if I only got to enjoy it for a short while.
April Schow
February 8th, 2007 02:41 PM EST

Chris and I started out working at the Hut together, and I couldn't figure him out. Here's this quiet, intense guy with crazy hair who won't quit climbing - and all the ladies love him. I brought him Jamba Juice once when he was having a particularly rough day and I finally got the smile. We quickly started carpooling, fetching coffee for each other, and driving around listening to Jedi Mind Tricks. I could never convince him to rent my extra room, but that didn't stop him from falling asleep on my sofa on a regular basis. He was that guy I counted on when everything went crazy, and when we both agreed we were sick of Tucson, he was brave enough to move to Salt Lake City with me. We flew up here for my interview, and I remember driving him around in the ridiculously flashy rental car, marvelling at the mountains and the neighborhoods and the city. We hiked up to Hidden Lake after I got the job offer, and at one point he turned to me and said "This *is* the place!" We laughed about it at the time, but once the move went through and we made it here, he would leave after work on his mountain bike to go ride the canyon, or get up ridiculously early to climb on the weekends... he'd always come back with that dazzling 1000-watt smile and say, again, "This *is* the place!" We had our share of ridiculous disagreements, but we managed to patch them all up. He was a hell of a guy, and he took really good care of me. I'll miss his burritos filling the freezer, his astonishing consumption of Emergen-C, his predilection for cheap whiskey, his fastidiousness, his ridiculous faux orchid, his fondness for my dogs (if not their hair). I taught him how to change windshield wipers in a snowstorm, and he taught me about authenticity and love and forgiveness. I'm really missing him.
February 8th, 2007 01:50 PM EST

Back in 2003, I was accustomed to attending "Enterprise" functions as my Sister's date. I always felt a bit like an outcast. But, not the night that she introduced me to Chris Hunnicutt. He and I spent the whole night talking, telling stories, and smiling. I felt like he listened so intently, to things most people zoned-out on, after a while. I remember the three of us and other "ERAC"ers dancing as well, specifically to "Holidae Inn" by Chingy, Snoop Dog, and Ludacris. We shared an eclectic taste in music that included plenty of Hip-Hop. It was such an unexpected, but memorable evening.
From that night forward, Chris and I embarked on a journey of a relationship/friendship that has been so dear to me. I am not a rock climbing Pro, by any means, but I have Chris to thank for my total knowledge of the sport. He insisted that I finish off my first outdoor climb, "Making Muffins 5.7" at Windy Point. Despite my crying, he roped himself 3 feet to my left side and encouraged each inch I climbed. We must have been up there for an hour, but I completed it.
The past year, specifically when I had moved to San Francisco and he to Salt Lake, we spoke frequently about our trials and tribulations in our new cities. I was afraid we may grow apart as a result of our distance apart, but we probably had some of the best conversations that we had ever had in the past month. I am thankful for Chris and my time together. Thank you to everyone who has shared their stories here on the site. It is so encouraging that I know all of you loved Chris Hunnicutt as much as I have.
Jacqueline Fink
February 8th, 2007 09:51 AM EST

I met Chris while working at the "HUT". At this time I had just moved to Tucson and was living with my 9 month pregnant sister. A few days after we met my car broke down and my sister went into labor. I was so freaked out by the whole thing I called Chris, ( even though I only knew him for a few days I knew he was someone I could call if I needed help). He was getting ready for work but he sat there and let me vent about everything that was going wrong. After I was all done crying and being upset I remembered that he still had to go to work and that he was going to be late. So I quickly said thanks and that he should get going. About 10 mins later he showed up at my house telling me to get dressed and that I was going to take him to work so I could have a car. At first I was like "man this guy's crazy" but then I noticed that that's just the type of person he is. So giving no matter what. Needless to say he was super late but he didn't even care. He had a friend in need and that was more important to him. Later that night I picked him up from work with the intention of taking him out to dinner to help repay his thoughtfulness but half way through I got the call that the time had come for my nephew's arrival so my Knight and Shining Chris again dropped what he was doing and rushed me to the hospital. He didn't even finish his meal............... So yeah this was all within the first week of knowing Chris but it didnt matter how long he knew someone if they needed help he was there. I called him many more times after that and he never let me down. We were all so lucky to have him in our lives. TO Everyone, I recently I have lost all my pictures on my computer. This includes all my climbing pics with Chris. If anyone has some of him i would really appreciate it if they could email them to me. Thanks. Climbforfun@hotmail.com
February 7th, 2007 11:06 PM EST

I would come home from school, ready to play on my new Nintendo 64, and everytime he'd have already beat me to it. He was like a brother, a good one, and a cool friend to have. He could sit and act like a kid with me and Alex, or could just as easily sit and talk with me like i was an adult. He always made me feel good about myself, and everyone around him happy. I still remember the song he came up with for me and my brother taking us somewhere. "Around the Corner" He was a big part in me going, and staying in school today. Cya big guy
Ben Morris
February 7th, 2007 02:59 PM EST

Chris and I became friends when we both worked at the Summit Hut, but were more likely to be found together at Che's Lounge or 80's night at Congress. From his absolutely amazing dance moves to the suit he'd show up in during the Enterprise days, Chris (who sometimes referred to himself as "Honey-Sizzle") was always so much fun. Even when he was in what he called his "dark days," talking on my porch late at night would make it clear he was far from dark. If he were here right now, I would just want to say to him, "I'm not saying--I'm just saying," as he would so often say. We loved him dearly.
Amanda Gradisek
February 7th, 2007 11:40 AM EST

I met Chris in the 9th grade and he was one of my first friends at H-B, helping to make me feel welcome at a new school. I was lucky to call him a friend to this day, although more recently just through occasional e-mails. Chris was genuine, selfless, compassionate, and always so fun to be around. I remember his humor, his favorite music, his smile, and his ability to make even a drive around Arlington feel like an adventure. Few people give so much of themselves for the sheer enjoyment of making another person happy or easing their burden. I admire Chris's appreciation for the moment and the beauty of the here & now, and for seeing and drawing out the good in everyone around him.
Kathleen (Gilpin) Lendvay
February 7th, 2007 12:55 AM EST

When I first started seeing Chris running around at Woodlawn in 1986 or 1987, I used to call him Joey Lawrence because of his big goofy grin and brown, floppy, bowl cut hair. Within a year we were friends. I took him with me to my senior lake week, turned 21 with him, closed many a bar with him, and drove cross country with him. He was my homeboy and I miss him more than I can explain. Most people know Chris loved mountain climbing, but not everyone remembers before that he loved skateboarding. He always came out with me, whether I called at 10 AM or 10 PM, if it was blazing hot or "Nanook of the North" cold, as he always put it. I don't know what we take with us when we leave here, but I hope Chris remembers some of the good times we had by ourselves or with our little crew back in the 80's and early 90's at our skate spots: Slippery Garage / Gateway Park / Va Square Marble Ledges / Bank Curb / 7th Road Parking Lot / Ballston Handrails / Bradlee Center / Malcom X Park Landsdowne / Courthouse Garage / Carlin Springs Garage / White Curbs
Greg Wolf
February 6th, 2007 01:46 PM EST

Well, Chris was my live in baby-sitter for a year or so while I was in middle school. I will never forget him listening to U2, showing me and my brothers all his rock climbing gear (which we thought was soooo cool), and picking me up at my soccer practice in a huge old blue clunky car. He was a great role model on how to live life and enjoy it to the fullest! He will be forever missed.
Stephanie Morris
February 6th, 2007 09:31 AM EST

Chris was one of my first boyfriends, and to this day, one of the most thoughtful ones. I remember how he surprised me on Valentine's Day (I was in 10th grade, he in 9th) by leaving a teddy bear holding a heart inside my backpack in my locker. I don't know if I ever figured out how he got the combination to get in there! But I think Chris and I were more apt as friends, skate buddies, and over the past few years, e-mail pen pals. He remembered my birthday without fail, and sifting through old e-mails over the past few days, I found his birthday greeting from last year, with an apology that it came a day late. The irony is that I was the one who was more likely to remember his a day or even a week after the fact.. Chris was one of the most considerate, sensitive and positive souls I have ever known, and he will be missed immensely.
Tina Dolvin
February 6th, 2007 02:00 AM EST

For quite a time Chris lived in our Falls Church house while he was working at REI and saving to return to college. He was like a member of the family, a big brother to my three kids. He brought us much cheer and happiness and we were sad when the time came for him to head West and to Fort Lewis College. After he made the move, we all visited him in Durango. He was making plans to transfer to the University of Arizona and it was inspiring to see him with a goal and a plan to reach it. We heard from him from time to time and knew that things were working out well for him. He will always be part of our family and the memory of his smile, charm, and gentle nature will remain forever with me and, even more important, with my children.
James McGrath Morris
February 5th, 2007 09:52 PM EST

Thinking of you all during this time of such immense loss. The service honoring Chris today was beyond anything words can describe. Our hearts were touched so deeply. All our love goes out to you as well as our prayers for peace and comfort.
Sanchez family
February 5th, 2007 04:35 PM EST

Chris and I went to HB Woodlawn and graduated together in 1992 (with 60 or so classmates and friends). Since I heard the news about Chris, I've been flipping through old HB yearbooks. I am reminded of HB and good times (band dances, student lounge, free periods, skipping classes, volleyball and badmitten tournaments) and Chris' unbelievably sweet nature and his bright smile.
Kelly Skoloda
February 5th, 2007 01:36 AM EST

During Chris’ senior year in high school he ran indoor track. At this one particular meet, he disclosed to me and my sister Virginia his “grand plan” and the key to his upcoming success. He prepared for his mile race by eating, I believe, three to four Powerbars an hour prior to the mile and drank lots of water. Chris further explained his reasoning to go somewhat like “See, Powerbars are loaded to give that immediate energy… I figure this will get me a top (finishing) time.” Needless to say, I recall watching the whole mile… Chris flew off the start, cruised the second and third lap, and as he passed the halfway mark, he was showing significant signs of pain while losing his top placement. No matter what, he finished the race but sadly not in first place… nor in second. I actually believe he finished second to last. After a long recovery from cramps and nausea, he approached me and Virginia stating that “the Powerbars didn’t work. I started cramping so bad that I almost had to stop. I just threw it all up.” Admirably, he still finished that race; in his defeat admitted he was incorrect in his assumption of Powerbars; and said it all with a smile and allowed us to laugh… with him.
Lena Wang
February 5th, 2007 12:14 AM EST

One of my fondest memory of Chris was in 1989 when the Cowboys were 1 and 15. Our only win was against the Redskins and Chris being a true "America's Team Fan" came to school with the front page of the Washington Post and ran and yelled in the hallways of H-B about how bad the Redskins were after losing to a 0 and 15 team. I have good memories of teaming up with him in bashing Paul and Mr. Hunnicutt about anything that has to do with the Redskins and Cowboys.
Remy Kim
February 4th, 2007 01:01 PM EST

One of the best laughs I ever experienced was in Red Rocks with Chris. He dressed up in Bill's inflatable sumo wrestler suit and was wandering around in it. He finally roped up and sent a route at the Gallery wearing the suit, even though he couldn't see his feet. I was laughing so hard that I never took a single picture, but I will always have good memories of that trip to the desert. Last Saturday and Sunday at the trade show we chatted briefly a few times, and I remember thinking that he looked so genuinely happy and stoked to be doing what he loved to do. He will be truly missed.
Ben Moon
February 4th, 2007 11:09 AM EST

This past Saturday I was down in Woodbridge thrift store shopping, looking for old hip hop records. I saw this restaurant nearby called Tex Mex. I have not thought about this in years and years, but I had gone there with my dad's friend when I was 20, and he had ordered this thing called a Hell Steak, that came out on a sizzling plate, cooked in habenero peppers. This guy sat there in an air conditioned room, face red and sweating like a pig from this thing. I talked to Chris that night and told him about it, because it was just so absurd. And Chris was like "Really? Dude, you think we can go there?" So at the end of the week Chris came down to my place and we go to Tex Mex. Pretty soon, out comes the Hell Steak on a sizzling plate, cooked in habenero peppers. Chris ate the entire thing with one glass of water and the only thing I remember him saying about it was: "Man, this is kind of hot."
Greg Wolf
February 2nd, 2007 09:11 PM EST

I grew up with Chris in Arlington, VA, across the street with him and Paul. We all began climbing together and Chris quickly launched ahead of Paul and me doing things that we thought impossible. His talent for climbing quickly outpaced what I was comfortable with, yet his encouragement never flagged even as he led so I could climb with him and Paul at Seneca Rocks in West Virginia. That day would be the last I would climb multi-pitch climbs, and the details of the climb I hardly recall, save for the constant encouragement and beta from Chris.
His loss is a terrible tragedy for all of us in Virginia (especially 24th street). He will be missed.
Sean Cooleen
February 2nd, 2007 12:12 AM EST

Please help us celebrate Chris' spirit and life by sharing a few words of remembrance.
Your fond memories and experiences will bring some comfort to all of us during this very difficult time.

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