Christopher Preston Moody

Obituary of Christopher Preston Moody
Christopher P. Moody passed away at the age of 74 on Feb 4 th 2025 after a long battle with
COPD. He is survived by his sister Raye-Marie Green and her son Theodore Green as well as
many wonderful friends. Chris is predeceased by his mother, Kathleen Marie Marshall, father,
Elwin Christopher Moody, and brother, Theodore Moody.
Chris was born in Bangor, Maine but grew up in Monroe, Maine. He graduated from Mount View
High School in 1969 and went on to attend Northern Maine Vocational Technical Institute where
he completed a two year vocational program in carpentry. He would later use these skills to
completely renovate his beautiful home. Chris also attended Rhode Island School of Design
where his focus was on culinary art. He used his education to gain employment on the RV
Endeavor and Oceanus where he proudly served as Chief Steward for many years. His position
allowed him to travel the world and meet many great people along the way. Chris loved to ski,
cook, walk, renovate, garden, water ski, spoiling his cats, and spending time with his friends that
he cherished most of all.
He was a member of the Waterville Community Land Trust Committee and the South End
Neighborhood Association. His quick wit and sense of humor made him a joy to be around and
was the foundation for many great friendships in his life. Chris overcame a lot of adversity in his
life starting a young age. As a survivor of sexual abuse and drug addiction he persevered and
was able to live a successful life of recovery. He wrote a poem to give others hope that they too
can overcome such difficult experiences.
Man on the Run
By Christopher Moody
Just a child, very innocent, not wild
Not special, just a child
Six years old, going on seven
Very happy, living in heaven
Why I was chosen, I'll never know
From that day on, there was no glow
Life became hell, inside of me
And I decided to let it be.
No one knew I was so sad,
I believed I was just bad
Life was not easy and sometimes it was hard
Couldn't let any know what was inside.
When drugs and alcohol didn't work anymore,
I just wanted to close lifes door
Wanting to feel normal was not in the cards
Learning to accept was in the stars.
Peace came in the years to come,
I was no longer a man on the run.
There will be no public service however Chris requested that in in lieu of flowers, a donation
could be made to the Waterville Community Land Trust, South End Neighborhood Association,
or the Multiple Sclerosis Foundation in his memory.