ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Kristopher Rye, 38 years old, born on November 19, 1980, and passed away on January 14, 2019. We will remember him forever.
Posted by Megan Rye on January 14, 2020
I sent you a letter today....it was on that racecar balloon I sent up in the sky. I hope you got it, my love!! It's hard to believe you have been gone for a year now.... but I can say that everyone was wrong... it has not gotten easier!! I miss you so much and I think of you every moment of everyday!! I love you so much! Until we meet again, my love!!

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Posted by Megan Rye on January 14, 2020
I sent you a letter today....it was on that racecar balloon I sent up in the sky. I hope you got it, my love!! It's hard to believe you have been gone for a year now.... but I can say that everyone was wrong... it has not gotten easier!! I miss you so much and I think of you every moment of everyday!! I love you so much! Until we meet again, my love!!
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My Gentle Giant

  • Kris always held up a tough guy exterior and, boy, I can hear him fussing at me now for what I'm about to say....but deep down, Kris was my Gentle Giant. A golden, soft hearted man who loved all living things. Kris loved his family, his pets, and had a die hard passion for cars, drifting, racing and most of all his Nissan 240's. At Kris's best you could find him on any given day in the garage working on his car and listening to one of his favorite bands, Nickelback. And if he wasn't there he was watching his Ravens, reading up on stats, calling in to 105.7 The Fan, or watching his obnoxious Facebook videos on blast (lol) Kris knew how much that drove me crazy, but what I wouldn't give to hear him chuckling at them right now! Kris was my everything and I am truly lost without my gentle giant by my side
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My sweet Krissy Lee

Shared by Julia Rye on November 19, 2020
I miss you more than I can say. The hole in my ❤️ will never close. You hated when I called you Krissy Lee but you laughed about it and asked if I was mad if I didn't call you that. You had the biggest ❤️. You sought out those who seemed lonely or sad and you tried hard to make them smile. Even as you struggled with your own challenges, you still have care and concern to those in need. Your empathy and compassion were amazing. You have traded your toolbox for beautiful wings as I know my earth angel is one of God's army of angels. I'm so blessed to have had the pleasure of calling you son. Just a note, your girls are thriving. Harlow looks just like you and Aubrey has your tough, yet soft way. They ask about you and your life and I take great pleasure in talking about you. Rest easy my sweet boy. You are my "Chunk". Your nieces and look-alike nephew miss you too. Your sister is finally happy. Mom Mom is doing okay. Me, well, I'm struggling but I'm okay. Just do what you do to watch over us all. Tell Daddy I love him truly and miss him every day. I love you so very much infinity and beyond.❤️