a few words about Chris
The first thing that comes to mind is that I wouldn't be playing music at all if not for him. Stephen King wrote in one of his stories that the best friends he ever had were the ones he had when he was 10. This is the best way I can describe Chris. He was a partner in crime. He was a brother in every sense of the word. He was a stand up guy which is about the best compliment I can give, because that says it all. I hope to have a music festival in his name someday, for I know that if we play it, he will come. I also hope that those walls in heaven are really "soaking up the paint!"
It's true what they say, you never realize how much a person means to you until they're gone. I always smiled remembering the great times we had together in Boston whenever your name came up among our LA friends. Your name came up alot. I'll never forget The many nights we spent planning projects and dreaming about a bright future. Your Loft was amayzing. I remember and often think about the night you suggested we ride our Mountain Bikes down to the Cape. I would have never been able to do that without your support and friendship. The look on your face when I asked you "Now that we're here, how are we going to get back to Boston?" "We're peddling Dude!" You said, flabbergasted that I could ask such a question. "Oh yeah, I didn't think of that?" I was so proud of myself for accomplishing that bike trip. It is truly one of my fondest memories. I know you are still with us, and I still need your support in many ways; so do me a favor, keep in touch.
Your Friend, David Earl Waterman
You were a guy from Upstate New York just like me, except that your accent was way more "Country" than mine