Christine Dian Armstrong
Grandmother, professional lover of children, wife of 43 years (the only person who could put up with Richard Armstrong for so long), mystery novel reader, Disney antenna topper aficionado, Jesus follower, and fiercely selfless motherdied on Friday, February, 21, 2014, at the age of 63.
Once her three kids (Ian, Jeremiah, Kelly) flew the coop, Chris hung up her apron, and the household cooking responsibilities fell to her husband. Rick was seldom successful at satisfying her particular culinary tastes, but he never gave up, even ambitiously re-attempting the categorically unwelcomed Brussels Sprouts, from time to time. This hatred of the sprouts of Brussels was primarily attributed to the quite unsavory way her mother, Iona (Mickey), chose to prepare them. Her father Charles (Bud) Richardson was a carpenter, WWII veteran, and was happy to ask anyone who would listen: "Hey did you ever build a boat with your bare hands? I did." Nonetheless, Rick was her high school sweetheart (though he didn't realize this fact until he was in college), and they happily strolled hand in hand in countless cool Upland, California, evenings
for about five minutes at which time Chris would assert her physical prowess and choose to keep a healthy 10-foot distance between her and her main squeeze.
Chris was passionate about sports (as long as those sports were being played by her granddaughters, Easton and Madeleine). She would face every manner of bombardment nature could throw at herpiercing sun, whipping rain, and no doubt sleet and snow if it would have been requiredas long as her girls were kicking, spiking, hitting, running or attempting any of those things in a competitive manner. She was also strangely addicted to buying shoes
for her granddaughters. Uggs were never in short supply when Mana (her nickname) was at hand.
Spending over 20 years as the director of the day care and summer day camp program at Western Christian Schools, Chris was a professional mother and grandmother to the thousands of children affected by her love
and her exceptional life-guarding skills (Chris was quite proud of her hard-earned title, "Oldest Lifeguard in Claremont").
Chris could do many things well, but her gold medal category was easily "Selfless Love." She did nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, yet she put so many others above herself (Phil 2:3). This selfless love is her legacy; those who survive herhusband (Rick), brother (Charles), children (Ian, Heather, Jeremiah, Kelly), granddaughters (Easton and Madeleine), will do what they can to emulate her deep ability to love. But they will fall short. Mana was one-of-a kind. And her life will continue to form each one of them until the day they meet her again, in heaven.
Chris's memorial will be held at Western Christian School on March, 15, 10AM. For those who wish, donations will be accepted for a summer camp scholarship in her name.