Mr. Christopher Dean Vinson

May the Lord Bless and keep you in his loving arms, Chris. I didn't have the privilege of knowing you in person, but I've know your Mother since we were in elementary school, about 1960. She spoke of you with nothing but love and caring and spoke of the kind of man you were. Through your Mom, I feel as though I know you. Again Cowboy, God Bless.

Chris and I grew up together and I have to many memories to list but any time I was with him it was always uplifting. From drinking beer our at "Pete's Hill" or jumping his white Olds Cutlass over Clarcona Occoee Rd at Hiawasse. Gone but never forgotten Chris, now go give Heaven a little Hell