Chris,
You were my first friend from the day I was born. When Woodall St. was the only world we knew. From playing tag when the green light pole and the McLean landing were the bases to building forts in the back lot. We shared adventures that little kids have and when they grow up, reflect upon. As we grew to teenagers, we found our separate paths and ventured out into the world beyond Woodall street. I'm so sorry to hear of your passing, but take peace in knowing that you are now in Paradise. You will forever be missed by all that you have crossed paths with. I keep you and your family in my prayers and our friendship forever in my heart.
Stephen A. Sidlowski