In Rememberance of
Christopher Stephen Clark
December 26, 1983-January 10, 2001


I cannot describe the wonder of being a sister. The day Chris was brought into this world, my life was forever changed. He was the center of my adoration--golden hair and warm brown eyes. We doted on him without end--my precious baby brother. Chris was a gentle spirit; one that didn't belong to this earth. He had a love for animals, the natural world, and music that surpasses mere description. He was a sensitive soul, a young man that couldn't comprehend the cruelty and injustice of this world. Two weeks after Chris's seventeenth birthday, he left us. He has journeyed to a better place--a kingdom of warmth and love. And when my time is done on this earth, I will join him and I will dance to the music of his guitar.


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