Hey Love, I hope this finds you well. I’m still retired in Mexico and think of you often. I know with all my heart your bringing joy to everyone with your wonderful laughter. Gotta go love. Got a hurricane (NORMA) getting ready to do a direct hit later tonight or tomorrow. Gooch Love’s Ya ❤️

Just learning the news you have left, Chris, is so sad on so many levels. We did not keep in touch after our marriages … tried, but live gets busy. I certainly will never forget you calling w/ the news of adopting JP … that will stay w/ me forever. Funny, I just wrote a tribute on our HS reunion page and mentioned my fond vivid memories of the tamales your grandma & mother made … I am forever a tamale addict thanks to them. And, then, I see a photo of you and Frances making them in the photos on this site … Wow! Frances, if you are still with us and read this, you better contact me … I will drop everything and come see you. 408.406.6943 Chris is the first of our wedding party (38 yrs ago) to leave this life, but with all of the life she had in her, life certainly lives on. I will cry learning this news, but it also gives me an opportunity to go back, remember, laugh, love … some things never leave … like a good friend no matter how long it’s been since you’ve seen them. I will dig out some awesome photos … I mean, c’mon, our time w/ the girls at the Crestline house … ooohweee! So fun. Stay tuned. And you, dear Chris, thank you for touching my heart and giving me treasured memories. Love to you too, Larry, et al.

Hi Love, Wish we could’ve had a little more time. I’ll always think of the 14 acres in Colorado I lived on over looking the river with a large basement with a wood burning stove that would have been a wonderful place for your practice. Deer, Elk , Wild Turkeys & Bears everywhere. Anyway, my body although still strong became tired of the cold and snow. It lost it’s romance honey.So I pulled up stakes again which I wasn’t sure I was capable of and moved back to Mexico. Found a little 2 bedroom Casita in Pescadero BCS about 3 minutes from the beach with a couple Cantina’s along the way.I’m not sure which way the wind is gonna blow for me love . I don’t know a lot, but after living in Cabo for 14 years and spending the last few months on the Marina, it’s not for me anymore. I’m the last sibling with both Tom & Dino taking their own lives and De dying of natural causes. I didn’t have much to offer you in 2009 Chris. I just figured my love for you was enough. What a fool I was and still so naïve after so many years. Anyway there’s a little bakery up the dirt road from my Casita in Pescadero. Been there with Ali, you’d have loved it. I don’t have many days when your not near. Love Ya ❤️

The boys and I miss you terribly mom. Troy still texts you to see when your coming back. I’ve seen both you and grandpa in my dreams at the old farm house. I know you were your most happiest there. I love you so much!
Love,
Alli dar

I have been having dreams of you lately. You appear wealthy in spirit and surroundings...all the things you deserve. I miss you.

It's been a little over a year now, and I think about you all the time. I have found a lot of comfort in the talks we have had in my dreams. Dare i say visitations? From you, it would definitely be a visitation. This year we had to say good bye to Grandma Heath (Stinky Marie) and we added her picture to the ofrenda along with you, mom, grandpa, and others that we love. Tonight we celebrate your positive bright light, your love and our memories shared. We love you, Feliz Dia De Los Muertos

Happy dia del Muertos! My sister misses you very much 

Been just over a year Chris. I wish there was something I could do to bring you back. I Love Ya❤️

Miss you very much Chris.

It’s been a year Christine. You have been so very missed. Most of all, especially after reading every tribute and story, it’s the laughter, your gift of making us laugh, especially through these insane times, that is missed, most of all. I hope you are resting in beautiful peace ☮️.

It’s been a lifetime for me Chris since you left. It’s taken me this long to say something. If I only had a Month left in my life it would be with you. I’ve lost much over the years, none more precious then you. I’m writing for I hope’s it saves my heart. It always felt possible when you were near. We never had the pleasure of a Lifetime. Then again, Maybe We Did. My Love Always, Kenny (Gooch)

Yesterday, we celebrated your life and it was magic. Thanks to all for coming. Larry spoke beautifully about your certainty of Miracles and you sent us one this morning, 11/7/19, a beautiful rainbow around the sun with a special turquoise star that you can see in the Gallery page. Thanks for the love and we'll meet up one day again..... 

Chris loved this quote.
“ Cease, cows, life is short.”
― Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

Indeed....

Also in this book... a prophecy....
José Arcadio Buendía was not as crazy as the family said, but that he was the only one who had enough lucidity to sense the truth of the fact that time also stumbled and had accidents and could therefore splinter and leave an eternalized fragment in a room.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

Chris was beautiful, inside and out. The "Four Chairs" will never be the same. It seems like we just got her back and now she is gone. I see her face everyday. I realized after Diane called to tell me the sad news, that there was something I never said to Chris so I would like to say it now.
At one of our reunions Chris did my colors and the 2 of us talked for about an hour. Chris was a healer at heart. For first time I was able to let go of some family issues that had plagued me for years. It was a gift that I will never forget.
I will miss you Dear Friend and will never forget your compassion or your contagious laugh.

Missing you and your one in a million laughter big time. Such a beautiful old soul who always had a good word for everyone, regardless of any issue. We, the Dupuy family, always garnered a bigger smile when C-Marie entered the room. I vividly recall my pops ‘Joe’ calling out “Here comes Butchy baby!” In announcing her presence which made me and everyone around happy. It was almost like a toast which my dad loved to bestow upon all visiting family members. Everyone hugged, kissed, and smiled like real FAMILIA, the way it should be and ought to be. The party was on and usually lasted till the wee hours of the night. Several great memories come to mind thinking about Chris, including an impromptu family trip to the beach in Mexico, a crazy midnight summer run to the Colorado River, her wow factor wedding, and a trip to visit her in Chicago at a time when I was going through a breakup relationship. She consoled me and assured me that better days were ahead, and she was right! Thank you C-Marie! Our recent get-to-see-each-other-gatherings were equally as fun and loaded with hugs, music, games and laughter. We also shared a liking for a song by a group called the ‘Outlaws’ ‘Green grass and high tides’ which I hope guides her through her journey to Heaven. For whatever reason, God’s plan had cousin Chris going much sooner than we, the family, expected. I love you and God bless you sweet C-Marie. Rest now and be at peace!

Dear Christine,
   They say that one never dies if someone still holds you in their heart. You will never die for me. I will cherish and nurture that part of my heart that fills me with the memory of you. 
   You were a part of my life since infancy, having been born 3 months apart to 2 sisters in a close family. We played and fought as children, we bloomed into womanhood together, we had our babies together and even when you distanced yourself with your grief of adulthood, you came back. “WE” were better, stronger. Even though we were half expecting the usual flareups, we no longer felt the need to scrap.
   It was enough, infinitely more than enough, just to be together and in together, we could LAUGH! Oh, how we laughed, more and harder together than with anyone, except when we had our college roommate reunions. What better lifetime gift can you share with someone than that?  Part of it was your unique ability to laugh from the deepest recesses of your being. Melanie called it your “Cackle!” and it was positively infectious. You could find humor in the most random of occurrences and bring us along with your often twisted point of view. I guess this is because you often lived by the beat of another drummer and we loved banging that drum for comic relief before going back to the mundane. 
   We could talk about anything without fear of judgement or reprisal and in later years, I let you ramble about the lost years that you kept so much to yourself. Among our ramblings we hashed out our life’s exit plan wishes. No doubt Sistah  (you loved when I called you that), no doubt Sistah, your exit was exactly as you would have wanted, no drama, quick and painless. As you have always been on the scatterbrained side, that characteristic, like your nose and ears, was growing with age and you asked me to catch you when you were behaving too much like Aunt Clara, the ultimate scatterbrained old lady from a 60’s sitcom. 
   I am glad for you but, greedily, I wish we could have had more time………… But alas… you keep coming back to me like a fairy on the tip of a crescent moon. When I was picking out pictures, I listened to you on those you most definitely did not want, we did argue about a couple to which you gave into and, of course, we laughed about many……
   No Sistah, you will never die for me. Thanks for the memories. Thanks for the friendship. Thanks for the laughter. Thanks for the love. Rest in peace but come often, sit on your moon and tell me something that will make me laugh……

Chris was a great cousin and person. I have so many great memories of her. One that stands out, of course I don't remember but she would tell the story often, is when I was a baby. Apparently a favorite past time of hers, and Diane's, was to make me swallow string and then pull it out.

Chris was the gentlest person I've ever known. She, and my other college roommates, (shout out to Diane Ellis and DL) have been my best friends for over 40 years. I really can't think of anything that we wouldn't do for each other. C had an incredible, wicked sense of humor. She could be outlandish, absurd, hysterical, and was the best listener. To say Chris was a free spirit doesn't really even come close. I have a million memories of her, but one is standing out. It was my wedding day. After getting my hair done, I drove straight to the church where my bridesmaids were waiting. I hated the ratted out bun on top of my head, but believed the hairdresser ("Marvelous"!). Christine took one look, said "Your hair is hideous" and put my head under water in the church bathroom sink. It was 1978; no-one owned a blow dryer. They tried to blow it out with the bathroom's hand dryer...it still looked pretty bad, and damp, but better than the hated bun. She was right. God, I love her.