Chris was always a great friend and energy, we used talk at length about bands and music, and I used to tease him, that he looked like Geoff Tate from Queensryche. He called me out of the blue one afternoon in 2017, and we talked for over an hour on the phone about music and life, we hadn't been in touch in 20 years. Not sure why he came to mind tonight, but I found myself wishing I could phone him up and just say hello. I got to see him in August of 2018 and hang out briefly in Machias, I told him I would be back in the Spring and we would talk again, and he told me he loved my optimism. He and his wife Zara drove off, and I remember his hand lifting to a wave, out the passenger side window as they drove away. A month later he was gone. I raise a toast to you my friend, you are remembered fondly, thank you for staying cool to the very end.