Dearest Chris, You loved bringing people together, you loved making us do Irish car bombs, you loved telling me of our adventures the night before (thx to those Irish car bombs), you loved Palm Streets (that’s not a misspelling), you loved a good Muddle & trips to Mammoth, you loved St Patricks Day naps in your car in the afternoon, you loved “I Love Turtles”, you loved watching others expressions when you showed that “other video”, you loved to laugh, to tell stories, you loved tattoos (some which are questionable - da bear, da 💣 ), you loved your motorcycles, you loved Super Bowl at The Dime, you loved my parents (and they loved you so much), you loved your family, your friends, your dogs and strangers. YOU LOVED so BIG. As much as you LOVED, we all LOVED YOU! ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ From moment we met it was an instant combustion of fun. Thank you for giving me so many memories, making sure I was always ok, always accepting a random 2am delivery from Crown Bar, supporting me and being my biggest cheerleader while always keeping it real & lovingly unfiltered. I wish i had more time with you. I miss you with my whole being. LOVE YOU FOREVER ❤️Ride free, Chris, Ride Free 🏍