If tears could build a stairway And memories were a lane, I would walk right up to heaven To bring you home again. No farewell words were spoken. No time to say good-bye. You were gone before we knew it, And only God knows why. My heart stil...

Chrissy, I used to come to your hockey games and drove you home in the blowing snow along the Elgin Road to St. Thomas with your Dad many a time. You were just a little guy but you were such a lovable young man and I always had such hope for you. I don't...

I knew Chris when he was a young boy, he may have been 8 or 9. I remember him being such a sweet well mannered boy who absolutely idolized his father!! I always remember how he always looked at his dad and was sooooo proud to be with him. It has bee...