Christopher Nelson "Topher" Kammerer

I knew Topher when he was Chris....babysat and lived with the Kammerer´s when he was a little over 2 years old. He could not say my name correctly (Marilynn). It came out sounding like MareBear. A lot of my family call me this to this very day....especially the little great nieces and nephews. In the fall of `74 I came home from my college classes for lunch and Chris was not eating with us....he was in his bedroom thinking about his "actions" according to Gary and Susan. I was told to go look....he had thrown a couple of ripe tomatoes on the wall...why you might ask? He wanted to see what it would look like and he was serious.....could hardly hold in my laughter....along with Susan and Gary. Chris was a typical little boy...playing in the dirt and thinking nothing of it until one weekend I took the Kammerer kids home with me to my parents house and we visited a friends milking farm. Eyes were so huge when they saw the cows being milked....and of course my friends husband had to share a couple of fresh squirts of milk from a cow with a cat or two AND Chris. OMG...he was so upset that his clothes got milk on them along with a little bit of milk on his face. I can still remember his face!

My thoughts and prayers to Topher´s entire family. The almost two years that I spent babysitting and then living with the Kammerer´s affected my life in such a positive way. Far away hugs, thoughts, and prayers to all.

Marilynn Steffen, Peoria AZ