Christopher B. Weatherman

Chris, a year has gone by. I spent the day rather quiet and mostly alone. You, of all people, will understand this. I tried to find you at the cemetary. looked for nearly 40 minutes, just like you to not want to be found, but I will find you. In case you didnt hear me, I said "I shouldn't even be looking for you here anyway!" You would get such a kick out of Sean. He's nearly 2 now and he will never know your gentleness and your humor, like so many others. It is sadly ironic, everyone...

It's been a year now...and my heart is still aching. You were such a good friend to me. I still have moments when i think... Chris would laugh about this!! I know that you're still around, i've felt you near. Thank you for that. It helps ease the pain a little i guess. I just miss you Chris.

It's been 8 1/2 months, and i still think about you all the time. i miss you alot. my heart still breaks.

In loving memory of Christopeh Weatherman Born 11/25/1971
died 8/3/2007
36 years ago you were a gift from Heaven, one that left us way too soon. Your laughter and smile brightened each day and are missed so much. My love for you will never die and now you know how much.
I love you MOM

Weatherman, Chris (memorian)
In Loving Memory of
Chris Weatherman 11-26-1971
Gone Too Soon!
Trying to forgt someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never met. You are missed, our hearts are broken and we will never forget
Love,
Becky, Sandy, and Maw

Chris, I have been thinking of you. you will be missed. hope you now know we care... here is to you.

I'm sorry for your loss. This was a real shock to me hewas really nice guy I'll never forget all the good times we had hanging out on west tusc back in the day.
James Contrucci

In Lovint Memory of Christopher Weatherman November 26,1971-August 3,2007
36 years ago, you were a gift from Heaven, one that left us way too soon.
Your laughter and smile brightened each day and are missed so much. My love for you will never die and now you know how much. I love you, MOM

FOR THE FAMILY

Don't stand by my grave and weep;
For I'm not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousnad winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die.