Christopher Ray Veitenheimer

Laughs with Christopher were often. He would mow our grass, and grandpa would drive around the yard and would point to a place that he missed. As a toddler, Chris would come up to me and ask me Nana will you cut his finger and toenails. I would be studying for school, and we would be in bed, and he would ask me, are you tired Nana, that was when it was time to turn out the light, 15 minutes later I would turn hem back on. The road coming down the hill to our house was steep. Chris would ask me if he could ride his skateboard down the hill and I always say yes but I followed him in my car to protect him. He also went down the hill in the winter, riding on something sliding down on the snow. There was never a dull moment with him. I will never forget them memories we had together. I God took him home to be with his dad, grandpa and grannie, God did not want Chris to suffer anymore. God Bless you Chris, I love you xoxoxoxo and see you soon. Love Nana

So sorry for your loss.