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Christopher Richard Gibbons

Washington, District of Columbia

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GIBBONS, CHRISTOPHER RICHARD (Age 39)

On Thursday, February 12, 2004, in Washington, DC, CHRIS, of Washington, DC and Santa Fe, NM. Father of Hasya Gibbons; son of Johanna and B. David Gibbons of Easton, MD; grandson of Marguerite (Lovey) Forte; brother of David, Patricia and Pierre...

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I just wanted to say that I will always remember Chris. I think of him alot and pray for his mom and dad and Davey, Pierre, Patti and Mia. I care about all of you so much and Jack and I always have you in our thoughts and prayers. I think that we are a strong family and that is so important. This book has been a great legacy to Chris and I too have read the entries over and over. Chris certainly was loved by all. He will always be loved and remembered by all.

I wanted to thank my brother Dave for keeping this site running for the past year. Mom and Dad for allowing us this life. Patti and Mia for being them! I miss Chris everyday as well. There are times and places that remind me of him daily. Little words, songs, sayings, people. He is still with me everyday. I talk he listens. I keep his good times with me and sometimes laugh at funny things he used to say. Please keep him and Haysa with you in prayer and love. Peace to all. Pierre

This is the last day of this guest book so I don't know who will get to see this before it expires. I wnat to thank everyone who wrote of their memories and love for Chris. Everything that you have written has been pored over many times by all of us. Chris will always be in my heart and mind and I miss him more now than I did a year ago. At least now the feeling is more peaceful and loving.

I have printed most of the pages and will be uploading them onto my blog (soon to be...

I SHALL LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER AND NOT EVER FORGET YOU FOR ONE SINGLE DAY.LOVE,YOUR MAMMA MIA.

So yesterday was the one year for my pop's. man o man.. i miss him sooo much .. he vists in my dreams. its nice to see his face and hear his voice.. they are reliving to me. It was also kyle's 16th birthday as well. it must be hard for him... i think he was expecting yesterday (his brithday) to be a sad day rather then a day of celebration. but i called him and had a nice talk with him .. and it was a happy talk. i talked to auntie mia and unlce davy. i tried to seem happy .. although i did...


Tempus Fugit! It's been a year,so fast has it past.

First, Mia and I would like to thank all who have shared their memories and experiences they had with Chris. We read and re-read the stories,remembering some of them and the friends who were so important to him. He was lucky to have you.

After getting through the sadness of not having him with us we think of all the fun and great times we had with him.I like to think that,that was his charge in life. Chris could make...

Chris was a great friend of mine back when we were growing up and trying to figure out which way was up, and which way was down. One thing that we both agreed on was what didn't take you down would ultimately make you stronger. Well, grief is a tough one, something that can only be dealt with a day at a time. I miss Chris, but try and find something from my memory of him that makes me smile, it isn't hard.

It must have been cold there in my shadow
To never have sunlight on your face
You were content to let me shine, that's your way
You always walked a step behind
So I was the one with all the glory
While you were the one with all the strength.
A beautiful face without a name, for so long
A beautiful smile to hide the pain
Did you ever know that you're my hero
And everything I would like to be
If I can fly higher than an eagle...

I just wanted to let everyone know that on New Years Day I went to the spot where Chris spent his last coherent moments and put his picture up and lit a candle for him, one of his buddies said that he would make sure it stayed lit until it was gone. A few of his old acquaintances were there (some never leave) they were very happy to see me and we shared some old funny stories as well as sad ones, we laughed and cried (yup, even the people with the hardest exteriors cry when they think of him)...