Chris J. Dooley

I learned just today about Chris´ passing last month in February and I feel just flattened with sorrow. I knew Chris 50 years ago when we were teens working at the Rose Bowl. We both had Camaros, the really great ones. His was a beautiful turquoise blue 67 and mine a 68, white. Those were such fun times and he was just the best friend anyone could ever have. As life happened, we all moved away in different directions and went on with our lives. But I never forgot Chris or his family. He was just one of those people you don´t forget. I have nothing but good and happy thoughts about him and know everyone who ever knew him feels exactly the same way. Heaven got a little better that day you left, Chris. Happy and peaceful afterlife, my friend. Hope to see you again someday.

May your memories of the wonderful times you shared with your loved one comfort you and your family, today and always.