Due to technical errors, it has been quite some time since I have written anything in Chris's memory. Aruba was a beautiful island where those of ours that have gone before us were obviously present. The turquoise carribean, the sunsets and the gorgeous butterflies reminded us of our loved ones. This was an island of tranquility and beauty. Peace to all. JoAnne - Wednesday, July 27, 2005 at 19:42:52 (MDT) Today's art is a pastel sketch that was found in the Franklin "ART ROOM" after Chris was killed. It was an assigned task for the class to complete in one class period. The photo is of one of our Port Huron cottage vacations. Much happier times. Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Friday, July 22, 2005 at 16:38:43 (MDT) There is now a "Chriskempa.com" sticker at the large natural bridge in Aruba. Dad <<<<<<<>>>>>> - Sunday, July 17, 2005 at 14:40:08 (MDT) Chris, I've been looking through your artwork again for the millionth time, and I wish I had the same talent you did. Something tells me that would have created some interesting work had we paired up. You are missed by many. Please watch over your friends and family. They all need your guidance, whether they know it or not. joe.cwik <a@a.com> - Wednesday, July 13, 2005 at 09:48:22 (MDT) test Adam <test> - Thursday, July 07, 2005 at 22:33:36 (MDT) Today's photo is Chris at one of our family vacations near Port Huron. The orange inflatable boat was a favorite of both Adam and Chris. Today's ART was a surprise. It was a sketch that "appeared" almost two years after Chris was killed. It was found in the art department and routed to us by his former teacher. A kind of “hello” from Chris. Another surprise to us was the five year anniversary show for the Suburban Sprawl Music record company at the Magic Stick to benefit the Chris Kempa Memorial Scholarship Fund. Several bands appeared including: The Javelins, The Recital, Those Transatiantics, The Pop Project, 2005 Of Berlin, El Boxeo Thank you for appearing!!!! Thank you to all who attended, it was good to see Chris’s friends again. Thank you Erik Koppin for your help. Again THANKS TO ALL. A generous donation was made to the Chris Kempa Memorial Scholarship Fund as a result of all your efforts. Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Thursday, July 07, 2005 at 13:02:08 (MDT) Today's art was done by Chris well before he was killed. Interesting the deformed eye and label on the hat remind me of the driver that killed Chris. Perhaps this is a comment on the driver from Chris....... The photo was taken at the cottage where we spent some our best days. Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Friday, July 01, 2005 at 15:22:02 (MDT) Suburban Sprawl Music's five year anniversary show. Proceeds to benefit the Chris Kempa Memorial Scholarship Fund. Sunday July 3rd The Magic Stick. 4140 Woodward Ave. Detroit 1:30PM $7.00 all ages. Featured bands are: The Javelins, The Recital, Those Transatiantics, The Pop Project, 2005 Of Berlin, El Boxeo. Proceeds to benefit the Chris Kempa Memorial Scholarship Fund. Thank you Erik Koppin Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Tuesday, June 28, 2005 at 12:54:26 (MDT) Suburban Sprawl Music's five year anniversary show. Proceeds to benefit the Chris Kempa Memorial Scholarship Fund. Sunday July 3rd The Magic Stick. 4140 Woodward Ave. Detroit 1:30PM $7.00 all ages. Featured bands are: The Javelins, The Recital, Those Transatiantics, The Pop Project, 2005 Of Berlin El Boxeo. Proceeds to benefit the Chris Kempa Memorial Scholarship Fund. Thank you Erik Koppin Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Monday, June 27, 2005 at 12:08:30 (MDT) 6/25/05...The art is a drawing Chris made in 2000 while reading Romeo and Juliet in English class. The photo was taken in June 1994, Chris' 10th Birthday party, a pool party. I was very happy to learn about Suburban Sprawl Music's five year anniversary show. It will be held Sunday July 3rd at the Magic Stick. 4140 Woodward Ave. Detroit at 1:30PM $7.00 all ages. Featured bands are: Javelins, The Recital, Those Transatiantics, The Pop Project, 2005 Of Berlin and El Boxeo. Proceeds to benefit the Chris Kempa Memorial Scholarship Fund. Thank you Erik Koppin Fran Kempa - Saturday, June 25, 2005 at 16:03:26 (MDT) Another Birthday from better times. Miss you always... Dad Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Thursday, June 23, 2005 at 16:30:10 (MDT) Chris, Adam and Fran at one of Chris's first birthdays. A photo of better times. Who knew that Chris would have so few remaining birthdays? Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Wednesday, June 15, 2005 at 22:01:52 (MDT) I have not written in the guestbook in several weeks. I just wanted to ask for prayers for Bill and Joan who are going through a very difficult time right now. Transitioning to each stage of our life is difficult especially when we are beginning to lose our abilities. I know Chris is watching over his grandparents and helping us along each step. Jo <jgvpri@adelphia.net> - Wednesday, June 15, 2005 at 17:18:28 (MDT) i dey hereoooooooooooooooooooooo mugu <mugu@muugu.com> - Wednesday, June 15, 2005 at 02:49:36 (MDT) thinking about chris a lot this week. i suppose it is due to his birthday just passing, which i was reminded of when reading the message board today. wondering if chrisfest will rock another wonderful july weekend away, and produce yet another fabulous scholarship opportunity for someone talented. keep me posted, mrs. and mr. kempa! chris you are often in my thoughts, but you know this already. especially this week, shawna b. and i are moving in together this summer, and i wonder that if it wasn't for your unfortunate passing, would the two of us (shawna and i) ever have re-connected our friendship. it's ironic in a way, or maybe just fate...but shawna introduced me to you during Comic at FHS and in a way you re-introduced me to my best friend. and though the irony is bittersweet, i thank you every day for her friendship and for the chance to have that back. you are missed. xo amber brown <amber218_18@yahoo.com> - Monday, June 13, 2005 at 21:08:04 (MDT) 6/11/05...The art we call BIKE..one of Chris' still life drawings from 2000 we most unfortunatly only have copies of. The photo was taken June 10, 1986 Chris' second birthday. Adam seems to be having more fun than Chris!! I thank everyone who remembered Chris, Adam and me yesterday....particularly Kurt Wilson. He has faithfully called or come over ....or both every year for five years now. I'm so happy for him, it sounds like he is really doing well! I know and realize many people have forgotten. I know that is just a fact of life... Fran Kempa - Saturday, June 11, 2005 at 21:52:39 (MDT) Happy 21st birthday, dear Chris. You will always be loved and terribly missed by your family and friends. You left us too young to be forgotten. We will never forget you. Love, Aunt Kathy K Putnam - Friday, June 10, 2005 at 20:23:32 (MDT) Happy 21st Birthday Chris. Wherever you are, know that you are missed by many. Thanks to everyone who left messages, and those that tried and were blocked by technical difficulties. Miss you always Chris... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Friday, June 10, 2005 at 16:55:44 (MDT) Happy 21st Birthday Chris! wherever you are, know that you are missed by many. Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Friday, June 10, 2005 at 15:40:47 (MDT) I can't believe I neglected to say, HAPPY 21st BIRTHATY to my sweet boy....wherever you are!! I love you and MISS you more than anyone can ever know! Fran Kempa - Thursday, June 09, 2005 at 22:58:11 (MDT) 6/10/05...The "art" is the memorial tribute Mr. Rheault wrote after Chris was killed. Mr. Rheault was Chris' art teacher for all of his years at Franklin. Chris' first year at Franklin was also Mr. Rheault's. He has stated more than once...both while Chris was living and after he was killed that Chris taught him things too. The photo was taken in October 2000. This is the way Chris looked on his last birthday June 10th, 2000 his 16th. Chris SHOULD be 21 today!!...How cool would that have been! I can imagine what a big deal it would have been...and he would have made it that much more...that was Chris! I can't help but imagine what we would have done for such a landmark birthday! I picture in my mind most of the celebration would have been with Chris and his brother and their friends with parents in the background....but VERY proudly in the background! I can't help wondering what he would look like and where life would have taken him by now. My mind tells me he would still look like Adam's twin and he would (should) be just finishing his junior year at College For Creative Studies. I wanted to put the perfect thing here today to mark this day. I wracked my brain trying to find the words to express what I wanted to say and what I believe Chris wants to say. I was having trouble trying to put it all together. Then yesterday our Compassionate Friends Newsletter came in the mail. There on the front page was the most perfect thing! I think it sums everything up better than I could have... Remember Me With Love Gail Gasolo SHARING May- June 2003 As years pass by and others rarely mention my name, remember me with love. When my anniversary dates arrive, take a moment to say my name out loud. If tears fall, let them! Whereever you are, I am. I live in your heart, mind and soul. Don't worry, you will never forget me and we will be together again. I have taught you about a parent's love in a way nothing else possibly could. Don't waste this lesson. Use the love you still possess to give to others. Comfort others who've had a loss; do it in my memory. And besides that, a little bit of me lives on in each person you touch. You have the power to make my legacy one I would be proud of. Light a candle, buy a rose, perform an "act of kindness"...simple things. But then our love is so great, no rememberance could ever be large enough to show how much you love me. For true love has no boundaries. And don't forget,...I love you too. Look at a puffy cloud, flower or bird. Have no doubt, my "angel spirit" is.... Contemplate the many gifts I've left and how I've affected your life in a good way. I've shown you how precious life is and have given you a greater appreiciation of it. I've let you discover how strong you really are. I hope my short time here has made you discover what's really important. Has it made you a better person? I hope so. Your faith has been tested and hopefully, strengthened. I hope your heart is filled with peace. Most of all, know that our love is eternal. If you think of me today, I'll be rejoicing from above To know you have remembered me With your precious parent's love. Fran Kempa - Thursday, June 09, 2005 at 22:54:44 (MDT) Happy Birthday Chris! You remain a constant in our minds and hearts. mcs <mopcopsop@yahoo.com> - Thursday, June 09, 2005 at 21:04:38 (MDT) 6/9/05...The art we call CRY. I thought it was fitting on the eve of Chris' 21st birthday. The photo was taken on June 10, 1986 Chris' second birthday. Nice to hear from some of Chris' friends. I think they tend to think of him more on his anniversaries...his birth and his death. I still think about him every day and will for the rest of my life. Unfortunatly there will be no Chris Fest this year. The cost of the insurance for the barn became too much. The scholarsip however WILL continue. I had a conversation with an actual grave digger yesterday. There is a new grave going in very near Chris' and the young man was assembling his equipment. I was watering the plant and trimming the grass around the shepherd hook. He seemed to be familiar with Chris' grave..."Some of them just stand out in your mind"....because of the fact he was so young. He commented that he had children and hoped he NEVER had to experience having to bury one of them. I assured him having barely lived through the experience, I wouldn't wish it on anyone. Fran Kempa - Thursday, June 09, 2005 at 17:14:13 (MDT) thinking of you now more than usual. i don't know why. you are still missed, remembered, and are still inspiration to me, and i know others as well. John Hicks <johnny10er@mac.com> - Thursday, June 09, 2005 at 12:17:55 (MDT) Missing my Chris so much! A Friend - Thursday, June 09, 2005 at 10:51:08 (MDT) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Wednesday, June 08, 2005 at 15:04:18 (MDT) 6/5/05...The art we call Blue Face. It is one of many we never saw until after Chris was killed. This is the drawing Cousin Joan liked the best. We had a copy matted and framed and gave it to her for her high school graduation in 2001. Joan graduated from college yesterday! Congratulations Joan! The photo was taken in June, 1984...Chris' first minute home. Adam rushed over to see his new brother as I took him out of the car seat. The next thing I did was put Chris in Adam's arms. Friday night we attended Michael Deady's wedding. It was a beautiful ceremony. Caleb was best man and gave the toast for his brother. I was so happy for them, I've known those kids since they were babies! At the same time all I could feel was sadness. I was once again reminded that that moment will never happen for Adam and Chris and our family. Chris should be Adam's best man when he gets married, Chris should deliver the toast....but that can never be thanks to the carelessness of a stranger and his parents. This is a hard time of year every year with proms, graduations, weddings and Chris' birthday. I find it even harder when these events are not only happening around us but we are participating in them....and I know it will be that way for the rest of my life. Fran Kempa - Sunday, June 05, 2005 at 09:00:21 (MDT) Regards, beautiful site Bob <bob@dvd.fbhosting.com> - Friday, June 03, 2005 at 08:53:55 (MDT) Today driving home as I turned into the sub I saw the signs for the Garage sale... It was always a favorite with the kids... Adam and Chris always went. A day or two after Chris was killed by Mr Schniers, I had gone to get a cup for some coffee. I reached into the cabinet and pulled out a cup. It was one of a set of "Garfield" cups Chis had bought at the Garage sale. To say "It hit me hard", would have been the understatement of the century... Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Thursday, June 02, 2005 at 22:59:10 (MDT) Tonight I was going through my emerson middle school year book and I came across the mulitple times Chris signed it. He was a great person and I miss him... he is forever in my heart! Kristie Taylor <bellagoddess2002@hotmail.com> - Tuesday, May 31, 2005 at 19:29:39 (MDT) The photo is of Adam and Chris in the sandbox that was below the "tree house" in their play structure. When we moved Chris wanted me to bring the play structure with us. Chris and Adam soon had a new "fort" at our new house. It was near the back of the lot... an old shed that had seen better days...still they used it. Last week we had the structure removed. No repair person would work on it and it had declined since the boys had "discovered it". Still for me it was a sad day to watch it taken down. A reminder of better days. Sorry Chris I never did get it fixed up as we planned. Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Tuesday, May 31, 2005 at 00:03:00 (MDT) Remembering Chris today and still missing him! A Friend - Monday, May 30, 2005 at 10:59:50 (MDT) Angie Hillman was one of Chris's favorite teachers. I am not surprised that she is "TEACHER OF THE YEAR" Way to go! Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Thursday, May 26, 2005 at 15:32:07 (MDT) 5/25/05...The art is a sketch Chris did for Jen Gossett on the bus home from Emerson Middle School in 1997 or '98. The photo was taken when Chris was three months old, playing with his crib gym. Congratulations to Devin Simoa this years recipient of The Chris Kempa Memorial Art Scholarship. For what ever reason five years later, this Honor's Night hit us harder than past years. We left after the scholarship was accepted. I couldn't stay til the end. I was SO happy to learn tonight Angie Hillman has FINALLY been recognized as Livonia's teacher of the year!! I have voted for her every year for years....since Adam was in high school! I was so happy to hear it from her and give her a big hug!...She deserves this recognition...Congratulations Angie, I know Chris is proud tonight! Fran Kempa - Wednesday, May 25, 2005 at 21:17:25 (MDT) 5/23/05...The art is a sketch we found on one of Chris' school papers after he was killed. The photo was taken in the Franklin theatre Nov. 1999. Just got back from another week in Buffalo with my parents.....interesting. I had the pleasure of coming home to a backyard without a pool! I think at almost 21 Chris would have been happy to see it go too just as Adam W. was. I had the sole responsibility of choosing the Chris Kempa Memorial Art Scholarship recipient today. I didn't have Adam and Adam to help. It was difficult as usual and in the end it wasn't the art that swayed me...they were all excellent, it was the essay. The passion for art recorded in it truly reminded me of Chris. I think I made the right decision and Mr. Rheault agreed. It was so nice to see him amd Mrs. Welsh and Angie Hillman! We will both be attending Honors Night Wednesday. I wasn't able to attend last year but am stronger this year and really want to go. Fran Kempa - Monday, May 23, 2005 at 19:39:02 (MDT) It's been a long time but some things you never forget. I think of you always. And as I continue with my busy life I wish you were here to share a part of it. Sarah - Sunday, May 22, 2005 at 09:09:56 (MDT) Todays art is again, haunting... Yet another drawing by Chris of and individual with a deformed left eye. The photo is of Chris and Charlie(the family cocker spaniel). Both are gone now... Perhaps together now... at least I like to think so. Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Friday, May 20, 2005 at 12:26:16 (MDT) Today was a sad day. Today we started the process of removing the swimming pool. Chris was our "fish" he begged for the pool to be opened. This often started in early May. Chris would swim through the cold water, and when asked if it was time to come out of the pool he would say "just a few more minutes" Today it was strange looking at the remains of the pool. Under the deck or off to the side I guess I hoped to find something. A Chris thing. But I did not................ How can the memories be so vivid? But with no trace...? Miss you always... Dad...................................................... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Tuesday, May 17, 2005 at 00:09:31 (MDT) Dad <redo with fixed typo's> - Tuesday, May 17, 2005 at 00:13:16 (MDT) 5/12/05...The art is another one of Chris' eerie sketches. Another telling left eye. The photo was taken in Franklin theatre I believe in 1999. I had another very vivid dream about Chris last night. In the dream he was alive and well and doing EVERYTHING he used to do ....Those are very hard to wake up from. We will soon be having Chris' beloved backyard pool removed. Sad but necessary. Fran Kempa - Thursday, May 12, 2005 at 11:45:38 (MDT) 5/8/05...The art is a Mother's Day card Chris made for me. I'm sorry to say I don't remember the year. The photo was taken at the cottage in 1992. We spent the afternoon with Adam and Sarah. It was a very enjoyable day...but I missed my Chris SO much! Happy Mother's day!! Fran Kempa - Sunday, May 08, 2005 at 19:30:15 (MDT) Happy Mother's day Fran! I know Chris is smiling down on you today! You and your little family. Mary Saia <Westland> - Sunday, May 08, 2005 at 07:55:25 (MDT) 4/29/05...The art is a whimsical self portrait Chris sketched on an Ann Of Green Gables program as he sat in the empty Franklin theatre with Cori 11/16/00 after the Emerson Middle School matinee. I remember that day vividly. Adam F. was in D.C. and I had to work at 6:30 AM. Chris announced Wed. night 11/15 he didn't have to be to school until later the next day...because of the play. He assured me he was getting a ride with a friend and I felt assured. I called him that morning to make sure he was up and all was well. He was up and all was well.....I had NO clue he had only three more days to live. The photo was taken in 1987. Chris was three, Adam was seven. We were at Grandma Joan and Bill's in Buffalo. I happened to be listening to 97.1 FM this afternoon. D&D were talking to a local woman who had a dog featured on Animal Planet last night. He was named Popeye. He was a small dog who had been mauled by a pit bull and lost an eye. Animal Planet was visiting them two years after their initial story. For a while as I listened, I didn't think of William Michael Schniers. It wasn't until Deminsky made the comment, "Don't you need two eyes for depth perception?..Does he run into things?" And then it was like..Oh my God!, total flashbacks! Fran Kempa <Notfranny@aol.com> - Friday, April 29, 2005 at 15:43:31 (MDT) We miss him always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Thursday, April 28, 2005 at 01:06:25 (MDT) Still thinkin about you Cyndi <=w=> - Wednesday, April 27, 2005 at 12:13:53 (MDT) 4/25/05...The art is one of Chris' computer generated pictures from 2000. The photo was taken in 1987. Chris was three, we were visiting the newly renovated Buffalo Marina. The weather yesterday was CRAZY! Hard to look out and see the bleeding hearts, forsythia and grape hyacinths covered in snow! The peonies look like they really suffered but I didn't go out to examine them today. I know Chris would have been capturing it yesterday just as Adam did on Kempa.com....a most beautiful snow/tulip picture! Fran Kempa - Monday, April 25, 2005 at 20:35:02 (MDT) 4/21/05...The art is a school paper doodle we found after Chris was killed. He drew him some time in 2000. The photo was taken in 1986. Chris and his first best friend Colin Garland...darling two year olds! Oprah's guest today was Steven Cujocaru. He was speaking about his recent compromised health. He stated learning about his kidney disease was like "the worst kick in the stomach you could ever imagine." I had to disagree with him. After losing a child and then losing my health I can honestly say losing a child is a MUCH more intense kick in the stomach. Fran Kempa - Thursday, April 21, 2005 at 15:53:06 (MDT) 4/19/05...The art is a school paper doodle we found after Chris was killed. The photo was taken in March, 1985..Chris, 9 months old! Hard to believe today is the 10th anniversary of the Oklahoma City bombing. I remember that day so vividly...Chris was ten in fifth grade. Adam was 15, a Freshman at Franklin. Claudia and I were still trading kids. It was Easter break, I had Ryan and Scott and we were all on our way to Westland Mall...Can't remember if it was to shop or to see a movie but that was our plan. As we were getting ready to go I had the TV on in the sunroom and breaking news came in....at first an odd, serious incident in OKC. That alone sparked my interest. This was a city we had lived in for five years.. Adam W. was born in and now something serious had happened in a building we had passed numerous times..but didn't give it a thought. As the reports progressed in rapid development it became clear this was a monumnental event. The boys...all four were gradually sucked into the broadcast...needless to say we never made it to Westland Mall. In the horrible days that followed I cried for many kids who had lost their parents and many parents who had lost their kids....never imagining in a million years just over five years later, I would be among them when tragedy hit our own little family. I learned many victims wewe taken to a hospital I worked at, St. Anthony's. It also made me contact the last hospital I worked at, Bone and Joint...Vivid memories when Chris was alive. NO clue at the time Chris would be gone on this sad anniversary. Fran Kempa - Tuesday, April 19, 2005 at 20:13:09 (MDT) 4/16/05...The art is the same prophetic sketch as yesterday. The photo was taken of Speck in 2002..long after Chris was killed. I put it here today in honor of Speck's fourth birthday. He hasn't changed much and most unfortunatly neither has our living room couch! VERY happy 21st birthday to Caleb Deady today! It was so great to see him and two of Chris' other good friends at his party....Matt Comben and Travis Messenger...Chris should have been there with them... I know he would have been! While I see Caleb often I hadn't seen Matt or Travis in years...but I still recognized them even though they've cahnged a lot. Fran Kempa - Saturday, April 16, 2005 at 19:13:14 (MDT) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Friday, April 15, 2005 at 13:29:21 (MDT) 4/15/05...Chris did this sketch shortly before he was killed in 2000. I think of it as a sketch of W. M. Schniers. The photo was taken in April, 1985. I was reading in yesterday's Observer a Farmington Hills man is facing charges for killing a federally protected goose. But a half blind, self proclaimed brain damaged man can get behind the wheel and kill an innocent 16 year old and walk away scott free...it will NEVER make sense to me! Fran Kempa - Friday, April 15, 2005 at 10:31:02 (MDT) $/14/05..The art is one of Chris' interesting abstracts with eye detail. The photo was his kindergarten picture, 1989. Hard to believe Speck will be 4 on Saturday! Harder to believe Chris never knew him! Fran Kempa - Thursday, April 14, 2005 at 09:46:11 (MDT) Exporter, Manufacturer and Supplier of bali beads, silver beads, sterling beads, gems beads, prayer beads....www.dewatabali.com made <sales@dewatabali.com> - Thursday, April 14, 2005 at 01:16:47 (MDT) 4//11/05...The art is Chris' beautiful Einstein he drew on his bedroom floor shortly before he was killed. I requested he do a pencil drawing because he had been devoting all his time and talent to his computer graphics and animation. He agreed to and he chose the subject. Looking back I often wonder why he drew him with an altered eye. I would be very interested in his explanation now but I never thought to ask at the time. The photo was taken in one of Chris' favorite places, Franklin theatre. I know Chris is very proud of his brother these days as we are! So nice to hear from Amanda Wong! She and her family lived two doors from us on Auburndale twenty or so years ago. Part of a big bunch of kids Adam and Chris played with as small children...fun GOOD memories! Fran Kempa - Monday, April 11, 2005 at 12:46:45 (MDT) Fran, My finacee stumbled across this site while "googling" my name. He called asking if I knew Colin and Alexis Garland among other names from the Livonia neighborhood. I was deeply saddened to hear about your loss in 2000. It made me smile to read about the creative, caring individual Chris had become. The experience was bittersweet though, knowing he would never have grown into a man. My mother and I looked through the the photographs posted. She recognized Christopher as a toddler with blonde ringlets. I will always remember your older son as the boy in the home videos in the robot costume. I also enjoyed viewing Chris' unique artwork. I will bookmark your site and continue to read your posts. Once again, I am so sorry for yours and your family's loss. Amanda Wong Amanda Wong <TriColorFiore@gmail.com> - Saturday, April 09, 2005 at 11:45:45 (MDT) Fran, My finacee stumbled across this site while "googling" my name. He called asking if I knew Colin and Alexis Garland among other names from the Livonia neighborhood. I was deeply saddened to hear about your loss in 2000. It made me smile to read about the creative, caring individual Chris had become. The experience was bittersweet though, knowing he would never have grown into a man. My mother and I looked through the the photographs posted. She recognized Christopher as a toddler with blonde ringlets. I will always remember your older son as the boy in the home videos in the robot costume. I also enjoyed viewing Chris' unique artwork. I will bookmark your site and continue to read your posts. Once again, I am so sorry for yours and your family's loss. Amanda Wong Amanda Wong <TriColorFiore@gmail.com> - Saturday, April 09, 2005 at 11:45:44 (MDT) 4/5/05...The art we call BULB..not sure when or why Chris did this one but we really like it and as usual are much more impressed with the piece in person. The photo was taken in April, 1994,... Chris' first and last... Detroit Tiger's baseball game. HAPPY actual birthday Claudia Allen!! Great job Saturday Brad...GREAT party!! Fran Kempa - Tuesday, April 05, 2005 at 19:42:02 (MDT) Chirs, I hope you have the best seat for opening day. Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Monday, April 04, 2005 at 11:59:19 (MDT) keep offffffffff ooooooooooo odumegu@maga.uk <mugu@maga.uk> - Monday, April 04, 2005 at 09:02:29 (MDT) 4/3/05...The art is a close up of a section of Chris' Captain America done in dots. The photo was taken in June, 1987 after Chris' third BD party. A bunch of balloons had escaped and gone into the tree. I've always loved this picture of Adam and Chris. While it looks staged, it wasn't! For some reason...and I'm not sure why I found myself on Franklin High's web page yesterday. I was very pleased to see they've done a lot to showcase Chris' memorial art scholarship. Dead line this year is 5/5. Had the chance to see and visit with three of Chris' friends last night. That is always very nice but tough at the same time...this is the year they all turn 21! Fran Kempa - Sunday, April 03, 2005 at 08:18:29 (MDT) 4/1/05...The art is Chris' Captain America made of dots. The photo was one we never saw until long after Chris was killed. Our friends found it while going through some of their photos and were kind enough to give it to us in a beautiful frame! April Fool's Day was always fun for me and the boys when they were younger. Chris always had fun with it. Adam had his latest gadget with him on Easter, an Ipod Shuffle...an amazing thing!...Chris would have LOVED it! He would also have loved the new cash registers at Larry's..very high tech..I wonder if he'd still be working there? I doubt it. I think by now he'd have some art related job. Fran Kempa - Friday, April 01, 2005 at 15:16:56 (MST) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Wednesday, March 30, 2005 at 15:56:32 (MST) The most difficult thing for the heart and mind to absorb is death out of order. A Viewer - Wednesday, March 30, 2005 at 11:48:40 (MST) I SHALL NEVER FORGET the brilliant beauty of the rising sun the bubbly sparkle of a cascading creek the dazzling colors of fresh spring flowers the contagious laughter of children at play the stickiness of a child's peanut butter kiss the glowing warmth of a goodnight hug. I SHALL NEVER FORGET the chilling darkness of a terrible storm the threatening force of blowing winds the shrouded blackness of a weeping mother the aching emptiness of forsaken arms the broken pieces of a shattered heart. I SHALL NEVER FORGET the unusual stillness of a child's being the sadness of a hobby horse without a rider the quietness of a pool with no one to splash the terrible lonliness with people around the deafening silence of well meaning words the finality of one little word...forever. I SHALL NEVER FORGET the gift of life that could not stay the love that only a child can share the memories of days when all was right the thoughts of days we struggled together the good, the bad, the happy, the sad, the dreams of tomorrow that never will be. I SHALL NEVER FORGET Carol Cichella <TCF Rockford, IL> - Wednesday, March 30, 2005 at 10:55:08 (MST) 3/29/05...The art is one of Chris' comic...but not so funny drawings from 1999. The photo was taken Easter Sunday morning 1994. That was the first holiday I had to work since I had kids...co workers were always willing to work the holidays for me because I had "little kids." Once Chris turned 10 that changed...I never minded working weekends or holidays and neither did the boys. We worked around them...Adam F. always had a lot to say about it but it never mattered. The last few days have been SO beautiful! The cat and dog both know it..spending a lot of time sun bathing on the back deck! I went to the cemetary again today and was relieved the grave blankets have FINALLY been removed. Sincw we've had the misfortune of dealing with this cemetary they have always been removed by mid February. For whatever reason this year they lingured until almost April. It's Easter break and I can tell....not because of the kid energy in my home but the kid energy all over this and all neighborhoods! I was stopped at a stop sign today and held my breath...if I didn't know better I would have sworn Chris passed my van going the opposite direction on a bike..stone washed jeans, navy blue over the head hoodie, tan sneakers, glasses, short hair...silver bike...and for a moment, wished...hoped it was him! Fran Kempa - Tuesday, March 29, 2005 at 18:48:44 (MST) His love and laughter brightened our world. Peace to our sweet boy. XOXO - Sunday, March 27, 2005 at 18:10:54 (MST) 3/27/05...The art is the same eerie eye drawing as yesterday. The photo is another taken Easter Sunday morning 1993. Chris found his big bunny first and was looking very gratified..Adam is in the backgroung looking horrified!..It was always so much fun to watch them hunt for their baskets and bunnies!!..It was always a competition...including Easter Sunday 2000.I can STILL see Adam and Chris heavily competing for their goods that afternoon...I had to work that day so they chose to compete in the afternoon rather than the early morning...Adam had to work at Barnes and Noble that morning too. My parents and sister sat aghast and watched them crash into each other as they hunted...Adam F. and I sat and enjoyed the show! I don't remember who won that last year and most unfortunatly...we took no pictures. We spent a very enjoyable afternoon with Adam and Sarah...As I told them, truly different than any Easter I could have imagined my future would hold but enjoyable none the less....Went out for an intended breakfast which turned into a lunch. Nice visit afterward...And i'm not sorry to say, part of me MISSED Chris!! HAPPY SPRING! Fran Kempa - Sunday, March 27, 2005 at 18:07:18 (MST) Happy Easter Kempas!!! I still think of Chris and you guys offten. You will be in my prayers.I miss you Chris. Kurt Wilson <nsealt9@yahoo.com> - Sunday, March 27, 2005 at 13:46:25 (MST) 3/26/05...The art is another one of Chris' eerie eye drawings. A crystal ball with an eye in it...was he predicting his future? Did he know on some level a blind eye would end his wonderful life? The photo was taken on Easter Sunday, 1985 Chris' first. For years it was our tradition to do a basket and a toy....a four piece wood board puzzle his first year. As the boys got older the tradition became a big bunny and a basket. Many times during the many weeks we spent vacationing on the beach over the years, the boys and their various friends and cousins would play football on the grassy hill that overlooks the sand and water. I rarely if ever participated. Sat on the side lines with the other moms and made comments about how great our kids were or how beautiful the setting was, how much fun they were having and we hoped the wonderful memories they were making. I had a most wonderful dream last night. I was on the grassy hill that overlooks the sand and water in Port Huron. I was playing football with my boys...just the three of us! It was a very vivid dream. Chris was still 16, Adam 20 and I guess I was still 46. We laughed and ran and joked...Chris made his funny voices, weird faces and strange antics. We commented on the beauty of the spot, the fun we were having and the beautiful memories we were creating....We were having a GOOD time...then I woke up. I believe that was Chris' Easter present to me. I haven't had a dream about him in a LONG time. This one was special because the three of us were together again. Fran Kempa - Saturday, March 26, 2005 at 11:13:37 (MST) Good site! welcom to my page online gambling ! Alex <alex@meil.com> - Saturday, March 26, 2005 at 01:49:37 (MST) 3/25/05... The art is the same experimental signature Chris tried for his art in 1994. The photo is another taken Easter Sunday morning, 1993. So preoccupied with things lately fogot it was Holy Week!...forgot Sunday is Easter until yesterday. Sweating the results of another CAT scan. Watched Prime Time last night. Diane Sawyer did a story from a women's prison. Toward the end she commented that one thing that struck her was the fact that the women never seem give up their dreams..."they still hang on to the what might have beens." It made me realize that's still so where I am with Chris and I just don't see that ever changing...and that in itself is very imprisioning. Fran Kempa - Friday, March 25, 2005 at 10:22:01 (MST) 3/24/05...The art is one of the many signatures Chris experimented with for signing his art. This one from 1994. The photo was taken Easter morning 1993. We had our taxes done last night..we have no dependants any more. Many reasons why I'm missing Chris lately. I know he'd be helpful in the color selection for our bathroom remodel. Most times I feel Adam and I are both color challenged. Fran Kempa - Thursday, March 24, 2005 at 14:54:32 (MST) Good site! briana banks ogen laseren turkije portable magnetic readers spyware stormer paris hilton video air berlin discount cigarettes dvd cover paperclip power dvd Jone <jone@toolsmail.com> - Thursday, March 24, 2005 at 05:36:13 (MST) 3/23/05....The art was done by Chris in 1999. The photo was taken Easter Sunday morning, 1986. Missing Chris a lot lately. With Easter coming it sparks memories of Easter 2000 Chris' last holiday. For what ever reason I have many vivid memories of that day. Fran Kempa - Wednesday, March 23, 2005 at 10:57:41 (MST) Good site! welcom to my page sports books ! Kristof <sports@revolutionary.com> - Saturday, March 19, 2005 at 05:07:21 (MST) Good site! welcom to my page fioricet ! Linda <submit@ua.fm> - Friday, March 18, 2005 at 13:52:07 (MST) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Tuesday, March 15, 2005 at 22:48:09 (MST) 3/14/05...The art is a sketch we found on one of Chris' school papers after he was killed. If you look closely, inside the apple to the left is one of Chris' many eye drawings. I put this photo up today in honor of my mother's 83'd birthday! Grandma Joan and Bill. One of the segments on 60 Minutes last night was devoted to George Lucas and the final Star Wars movie. I could just imagine if Chris was still alive calling him to watch it with me, "Chris, come here you HAVE to see this!" He would have been so interested! The new movie is all digital. For Chris' last birthday, his 16th, we gave him a book all about George Lucas' animation company, Industrial Light and Magic or ILM as he called it. That book remains on the bookshelf above his bed to this day. I imagine Adam W. will inherit it someday...as he and I have recently discussed, that day is getting closer. Fran Kempa - Monday, March 14, 2005 at 18:13:35 (MST) If tears could build a stairway and memories were a lane, we'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. No farewell words were spoken; no time to say goodbye. You were gone before we knew it and only God knows why. Our hearts still ache in sadness and secret tears still flow. What it meant to lose you, no one can ever know. But now we know you want us to mourn for you no more, to remember only happy times, and life still has much in store. Since you'll never be forgotten, we pledge to you today: a hallowed place within our hearts is where you'll always stay. AUTHOR UNKNOWN Kathy - Sunday, March 13, 2005 at 15:41:39 (MST) 3/13/05....The art is a sketch Chris drew for one of his friends, Jen Gossett. She said Chris drew it for her on the school bus one day on the way home from middle school. I don't know the significance. We never saw it until about two years after Chris was killed. Jen found this one and another at that time and was kind enough to share them with us. The photo was taken in Oct. 1997 during our trip to Disney World. This was Adam and Chris' favorite game in the hotel arcade. I watched a TIVO'd edition of Larry King Live last night. His guest was the wife of David Bloom. Prior to one of the breaks Larry summed up the loss this way, "such an extremly talented young man, gone too soon."....I thought of Chris. I have to believe Chris still lives on through Adam W. and his endless creative pursuits. Chris' spirit enhances Adam's talent. I am very sad to have to miss the Franklin play Saturday night. Fran Kempa - Sunday, March 13, 2005 at 08:55:31 (MST) whats up? rachael kempa - Thursday, March 10, 2005 at 06:22:30 (MST) 3/9/05...The art is some sketches we found on one of Chris' school papers after he was killed. I think he may have been developing his next idea for one of his comic books. The photo was taken Easter morning, 1993. I saw a few things on TV recently that made me think of Chris. Last night I saw David Bloom's wife speaking about her husband's death in Iraq in 2003 from a blood clot. She said as she learned more about the cause of her husband's death " an aching truth emerges. There's every reason to think my husband should be living today had we known of this danger." That's exactly how I feel about Chris...he SHOULD be alive today. Had we known the danger of a half blind self proclaimed brain damaged Mr. Schnires driving, Chris never would have walked to school. It is an aching truth. This morning on GMA Diane Sawyer interviewed a model who survived the Tsunami but lost her boyfriend. Diane asked her, "How many times do you think about the last time you saw him?" And I thought if she's like I am, more times than she'd like. After all this time it still haunts me. Fran Kempa - Wednesday, March 09, 2005 at 11:48:21 (MST) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Saturday, March 05, 2005 at 17:57:55 (MST) oooooooooooooffffffffffffffffff MAMAMAGA <MAMAMAGU@MUGU.IN> - Saturday, March 05, 2005 at 03:34:45 (MST) While watching the evening news last night, a closing segment included a tribute to one of our fallen heros from the Iraq war. The family's comment was that their son was now a "lost treasure". I immediately thought of Chris. KATHY - Thursday, March 03, 2005 at 11:24:11 (MST) As today's photo proves....Chris was a BEAUTIFUl, beautiful baby who had grown into a BEAUTIFUL, beautiful young man...until he met with the horrible fate of Mr. William Michael Schnires running into him! Fran Kempa - Wednesday, March 02, 2005 at 19:25:40 (MST) Dear Franny, Chris and Adam WILL always be brothers..just not in the sense as we know it. Adam's brother is now his best friend and guardian angel..spirit guide!!! Much love always Jo <jgvpri@adelphia.net> - Wednesday, March 02, 2005 at 12:39:06 (MST) 3/1/05...The art is an illustration Chris contained in a paper for a 1999 English class. If I recall correctly, he titled the paper something like How To Draw. He illustrated and wrote about many examples...he made it look so easy! The photo was taken in 1987. Chris and Colin. Nextdoor neighbors and first official best friends! I'm watching the new Amazing Race TV show as I type this. One of the teams are brothers...skateboarding brothers. Made me think of Adam and Chris. Not that I ever expected them to be on TV but I always expected them to always look alike, to always have interests in common...to ALWAYS be brothers...I was SO wrong! Fran Kempa - Tuesday, March 01, 2005 at 20:20:00 (MST) Just wanted to say that after all these years, and LIFE happening, I still miss you and love you always. Take care Kempa family, you're in my prayers. Liz - Monday, February 28, 2005 at 14:18:31 (MST) 2/28/05 The art is a drawing we found Chris had thrown away Sunday 11/19/00 when he cleaned out his room that night. It had obviously been drawn shortly before he was killed and did not meet Chris' standards. Don't know why he drew him though. The photo was taken in 1997 during a 7th grade field trip. Chris and Claudia shooting arrows. There was another report of an early morning accident (7:05 AM) that most likely involved alcahol in Sunday's Observer. Luckily noone was seriously hurt but one MORE case to shoot the police theory that it was TOO early for drugs or alcahol to have been involved in Chris' death. I imagine Mr. Schnires thanks some one every day for that mistake...I bet his parents do too. I believe his blood test would have been very telling. Watched the Academy Awards last night. About the third award went for Best Animation in a Feature Film.....the category I always told Chris he would be up for! Brad Bird won for the Incredlbles. During his acceptance speech he stated the following, "Animation is creating the illusion of life....and you can't do that if you don't have one." SO true. Every day I wonder where Chris would be with his art, his animation,.. his life in general. I still feel so robbed. Think of him daily, daily missed. Frtan Kempa - Monday, February 28, 2005 at 09:46:30 (MST) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<>>>>>> - Sunday, February 27, 2005 at 22:36:20 (MST) Meghan, There are many former Franklin students at CMU and many a Chris Kempa sticker in that area. Chris is never forgotten. mcs <mopcopsop@yahoo.com> - Friday, February 25, 2005 at 19:52:21 (MST) I don't usually comment in here, but i do read it regularly. However i felt i had to share this. This year i transferred out to Central Michigan University, and figured i would be leaving everything that happened at home... at home. Yet as i was leaving the parking lot the other day, i saw a Chris Kempa sticker on someones car. I was so surprised to see someone so far away, that knew him. People who knew him are everywhere! Even 2 and a half hours away from home :) Meghan <fizzycrow@yahoo.com> - Friday, February 25, 2005 at 14:59:05 (MST) Darn. I had to work last night and missed the Fox 2 segment. Something tells me that people get tickets more for not having a seatbelt on than they do for serious and sometimes fatal accidents. Guess I should check out the Fox 2 website and see if the story is there. I'm definitely curious. mcs <mopcopsop@yahoo.com> - Thursday, February 24, 2005 at 15:48:02 (MST) 2/23/05...VERY interesting Fox 2 news story! Fran Kempa - Wednesday, February 23, 2005 at 21:48:32 (MST) 2/23/05...The art is one of the many eye drawings from Chris...More telling, it's a BROKEN eye drawing. Always makes me wonder...on some level he had to know. The photo was taken in Oct. 1997, Chris' first..and last trip to Disney World. He and Adam loved it! While I never watch the 10:00 news on our local Fox channel, I WILL watch tonight. Their lead in is....."You kill someone while driving, you go to jail....RIGHT??" It got my attention!!...NOT in Livonia, you don't even get a ticket. I WILL watch...and pay close attention to the name of the reporter. Maybe they would be interested in Chris' story! Fran Kempa - Wednesday, February 23, 2005 at 17:03:15 (MST) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Saturday, February 19, 2005 at 22:02:00 (MST) KEEP OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF maga <EGO_UWA@YAHOO.COM> - Saturday, February 19, 2005 at 04:16:13 (MST) 2/18/05..the art is another sketch we found on one of Chris' school papers after he was killed. Don't know the why behind him. He always reminded me of the main character in a story book that was one of both boy's favorite....and mine in their youth...The Hungary Thing. My mother bought it for them one summer when we visited Buffalo at a garage sale. The story was about a monster who ate all kinds of things...the boys loved it..so did I. It was one of those books where voices were needed...and I supplied them! The photo was taken in June, 1993 after Chris' third grade end of school picnic. I remember the day vividly for many reasons...The most vivid, my nose became VERY sunburned that day and I often commented to friends before Chris was killed, " My nose has never been the same since that picnic." We had great fun though....a three legged race, relay racing and hot dogs and chips in Mies Park!...FOND memories! The last entry makes me happy and sad at the same time..."bitter sweet"...I have TOTALLY come to learn the meaning of the term. I have figured it out to be from the older sister of one of Chris' good friends, Mike. It makes me SO happy to read what she wrote and know it's true. I don't believe there is one person who knew Chris who. would argue with Sara...Not even the driver of the truck that killed him...Mr. Schniers own cousin...she could and to this day I believe would testify to what a WONDERFUL person Chris was....But at the same time it makes me SO sad. With an entry like that and so many memories....how can I or anyone else help but wonder where he'd be today at almost 21....if he was so wonderful at 16?...It makes me cry. Fran Kempa - Friday, February 18, 2005 at 17:29:14 (MST) It's far and few between that I get a chance to check the site, however, not a day goes by that I don't think of Chris. HE is my constant inspiration and motivation for the way I live my life, the choices I make and the way I push myself because of his words. Today is a day that makes me wish that Chris was here and also a day that makes me thank Mr and Mrs Kempa for raising such a perfect and undescribable person. My prayers are with the Kempa's always. I miss you buddy xox S.L.H. <MjParker05@aol.com> - Thursday, February 17, 2005 at 16:29:33 (MST) 2/16/05...The art is the same HOOD drawing as yesterday. The photo was taken in summer 1993. For years we set up the badminten net...rarely played but the boys discovered and used the net for BIG beach ball volley ball...it was fun! Adam F. gave me an absolutly BEAUTIFUL boquet for Valentines day! I used to love flowers but the more these hang around, the more they remind me of Chris' wake. There were SO many flowers there the smell just permiated your nose and I can't get that smell...or that memory out of my mind! Oprah interviewed Christopher Reeve's widow Dana today. I remember the day he had his accident Chris was SO upset! Toward the end of the interview she commented how she looks at signs in a whole new light since he died...like shooting stars. She said she had never really seen a shooting star until the night her husband died. Then she took it as a "hello from heaven" from him. She commented that you can choose to read these things this way or not...she chooses to, so do I! One of our dear friends celebrated his 50th birthday Monday night....a Valentine baby! We went out to dinner with him and his wife and another couple....had a GOOD time! I couldn't help remember his 40th birthday celebration....his wife always makes them special! It was a large gathering but NICE and for him at the time, a surprise. Hard to believe it was TEN years ago! I thought back to that night not because it was his birthday again Monday but because we had to leave his party early 10 years ago because Chris was sick....turned out he had strep throat....EVERY day is a memory! Fran Kempa - Wednesday, February 16, 2005 at 17:59:00 (MST) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Wednesday, February 16, 2005 at 00:15:54 (MST) Wrong, wrong, wrong! I do not talk to my Young Adult Child everyday either and it surely does NOT mean I don't care! I care much and she knows that without any doubt. mcs <mopcopsop@yahoo.com> - Tuesday, February 15, 2005 at 21:41:31 (MST) 2/15/05...The art we call HOOD, a drawing we found on one of Chris' school papers after he was killed. I have no idea who it is or why it is but I wish I did. Knowing Chris, it was one of his fellow art students drawn in the Franklin Art Room. The photo was taken in october, 1999. Chris and Becky Sophomore yrar Homecoming. After many twists and turns, it seems I have arrived just where I thought I'd be one day...not at this age, but at this point. My kids are gone and I realize I still have a life. I never dreamd one of my kids would be gone because he was killed....and I never dreamed anyone would accuse us of not caring, but this is where we're at. But I always felt when it was time for my kids to go, I would be happy and sad at the same time. Sad that they were going, but happy with the way I raised them. As it turned out, I was devastared when Chris went because he left in SO not the way I ever imagined at such an age, at such a time in my life....I always pictured him in my mind as a VERY successful artist or animater...Instead...he became a blob in Merriman Road...something I'm still dealing with. Adam left in the summer and I was very happy for him... but sad for myself. I vividly recall telling him after Chris was killed...but before he was buried, never to feel he should EVER now feel obligated to stay home for my sake. He didn't and I was glad. While I don't call him every day, I still have contact by phone, Email or in person at least a few times a week. It hurt me so much when someone recently implied because I don't have DAILY contact with him...I don't care....Nothing could be further from the truth and I believe Adam knows that...I CHERISH Adam....To me, the fact that we don't need daily contact just means he has a life...and thank God, so do I. We are both eeking out a life since losing Chris....and so far have been successful!...Sad, but successful. Fran Kempa - Tuesday, February 15, 2005 at 15:59:31 (MST) It's Been So Long It's been so long since I've seen your face Touched your hand, felt your embrace. Heard you laugh How pleasant the thought Saw your smile, What pleasure that brought. Saw your eyes that sparkled when glad Or the eyes that dimmed when saddened or mad The body that was so tall and trim, Oh the memories it brings. Hands so strong that built, molded And held so many things. The sight of him is in my mind Memories are in my heart I know our souls will meet again Where mother and son will never be apart Til then my son I must go on But oh my God, It's been so long. Mary Bogda <TCF Burlington County, NJ> - Monday, February 14, 2005 at 10:25:20 (MST) the thought of what all of you have gone through is debilitating. i know alot of people who knew Chris, i did not, but my heart aches for you. as a random viewer of his art, i am impressed at his abiltity. i am also impressed by his impact on peoples lives. what an awesom family he must have to have created such a positive response in so many people. i never knew him but he lives on and inspires through you. God bless you all. howard <pez75@comcast.net> - Sunday, February 13, 2005 at 18:23:59 (MST) 2/13/05...The art is a Valentine Card Chris made for me in '90 or '91. Since all the art and photos have been put on computer, I have nothing tangible to reference....SADLY, I'm guessing because while my memory continues, EXACT dates escape me. The photo was taken in the same time frame. Chris, Scott and Pete at Scott's house....If memory is correct, for Scott's birthday. I STILL HATE driving down Merriman Road....let alone Merriman Road at West Chicago as I did today. It's even worse when the light changes to red and you have to SIT there for a minute, as I did today....a few feet away from where your baby was killed. I can't begin to explain it....Can anyone begin to imagine it??......I PRAY to God, noone else will ever have to feel it....but I do almost every day when I leave my house...I can't escape it....One more reason to move to Florida! Fran Kempa - Sunday, February 13, 2005 at 15:29:18 (MST) 2/12/05...The art is the same CATS like drawing as yesterday...typical Chris, strong detail to the EYES! The photo was taken in February, 1993. Chris and Scott Allen were about to leave our house for the afternoon session of third grade which was spent in a Lining Wax Museum that day. Scott was Walt Disney, Chris was Jonas Salk. After lunch I helped them get ready and just before we were to go out the door, had them pose as their characters in front of the fireplace. My Valentine card from Adam is on the mantle in the photo. I had lunch with an old friend Thursday. Later that day I talked to my sister in North Carolina. Some how during each conversation, the subject of being a mother to young children came up. We all agreed that time of our life was the happiest so far and if we could we all agreed we would go back there in an isttant! I cherished the time with my kids at the time....I just wish someone told to me cherish it extra specially because chances are, it will be the happiest time of your life...but I have no regrets when it comes to my kids. We heard on the news last night about a tow truck driver who was changing a flat tire on one of the freeways early Friday morning.....not sure what time but after sunrise, before noon. Most unfortunatly, a drunk driver hit and killed him...One MORE case that proves the Livonia police theory that drugs or alcahol played no role in Chris' death the morning of 11/20/00, "because it was too early!" totally bogus!! I will go to my grave believing Mr. Schnier's blood test that morning would have been VERY telling! Fran Kempa - Saturday, February 12, 2005 at 18:35:34 (MST) 2/11/05...The art is a drawing we found in one of Chris' school notebooks after he was killed. For some reason it remonds me of the play, CATS. The photo was taken less than three months before Chris was killed. That's him in the white shirt to the left, dancing at my parent's 50th wedding anniversary party in August, 2000. AOL had The 10 Best Of...various categories in the metro area on their changing screen last evening. The winner of the Best of 2005 in the COFFEEHOUSE category was The Coffee Bean Co. in Plymouth! The place where Chris spent just about every Monday night of his last year of life...he was there Monday, November 13, 2000 and most likely would have been there Monday, November 20, 2000 if he had not had the misfortune of Mr. Schiiers running into him. I always drove him there after Monday's guitar lesson as I did 11/13/00. I STILL remember him asking me on the way home that night as he did just about every Monday night, "Would you take me to the Bean mom?" And as often as I didn't really feel like it some nights, I never refused. I would park the van in a far away spot so no one would see him. I'd say, "Run in and MAKE SURE some of your friends are there, then come out and tell me so I KNOW you have a ride home. He would and he always did know someone there...his friend Sarah Nolan usually drove him home....He LOVED it there! If he was alive he'd think it was so cool "the Bean" was chosen! Fran Kempa - Thursday, February 10, 2005 at 21:51:12 (MST) 2/10/05...Got yesterday's date wrong by a day!...easy to do when you don't work. The art is the same 2000 Sweedish Fish as yesterday. The photo was taken on the last day of basketball...I don't recall the year but I'm guessing 1994. Chris and his devoted coaches, Brad Allen and Ed Sperry. We attended every game for both boys over the years and I always gave those coach dads SO much credit! I thank them for being there for my kids! My sister E mailed me and I saw on the ABC national news the story about dying from a broken heart, "Broken Heart Syndrome" they called it....you can!...I have NO doubt. These stories however concentrated on the effects on just the heart, in my case the side effects of a broken heart were cancer and coma. On the news, one of the physicians interviewed stated that now the syndrome has been identified, it will be studied more. In summation they stated, "The good news is....you can FULLY recover from a broken heart."... I STRONGLY disagree with that statement! Fran Kempa - Thursday, February 10, 2005 at 16:58:21 (MST) 2/8/05...The art is a drawing Chris made on one of his school papers in 2000. I thought it was a character he made up. I found out just this summer there was an exchange student from Sweeden at Churchill that year who's name was Lars. He took classes at the Career Center with Chris so I guess Chris made the Sweedish Fish for him. The photo was taken in August 1984...close brothers! We were watching The Amazing Race finale last night. One of the last places they went was Geno's East Pizza in Chicago....the place where Chris engraved his name in one of the tables just 11 days before he was killed! Fran Kempa - Wednesday, February 09, 2005 at 12:13:04 (MST) 2/8/05...The art is the same skateboard deck Chris designed and was obviously planning to try out shortly before he was killed as yesterday. The photo was taken in August, 1993. Chris and Caleb on the beach...one of many wonderful weeks on Lake Huron. Caleb IM'd me today! At first I didn't recognize the screen name but once he identified himself I remembered that same scree name from so many years ago...when he and Chris were IMing each other. He sounded GREAT! I went to the cemetary today. First time in a few weeks. I was surprised to see the grave blankets still in place. I imagine they will be gone by the end of the month. That was one thing I was very surprised to learn during my recent trip to Buffalo...my parent's choice of cemetaries. At 80 and almost 83 it was a question...we had no clue. When I asked them where they want to be buried I anticipated and got the instant defensive responses but soon directed them to talk about the facts. I was SO surprised to hear they have chosen a non denominational cemetary in the city of Bullalo, Forest Lawn. ALL of our other relatives are buried in a CATHOLIC cemetary, Mount Olivet in a subarb a good distance away. My mother explained they had decided on Forest Lawn , "Because it's close to home." And after listening to me explain why we chose the cemetary we did for Chris, it made sense to them..."maybe more people will come more often" she said. I remember going to Mount Olivet once a year....Memorial Day while I was growing up and it always felt like an obligation and a chore. I didn't want that for Chris and I guess my parents don't want that for themselves....I was VERY surprised! Fran Kempa - Tuesday, February 08, 2005 at 15:15:29 (MST) 2/7/05...The art is a skateboard deck Adam W. found this summer when digging either in the garage or the basement....I can't remember which. It is obviously a skateboard Chris designed and planned to put to use sometime in his future...he didn't know at the time Mr. Schniers lurked just a mile to the south down the road in his compromised state...makings for a SHORT lived future! The photo was taken in 1998...Chris and Caleb, riding the school bus home from 8th grade. That is such a Chris look!...The expression on his face in that photo! I happened to be driving today in the vicinity of Franklin High shortly after 2:10 PM. ALL the kids walking home from school....reminisant of the way Chris looked in 11/00...jeans, hoodies, sneakers and school bags of one sort or another....Can't explain the way I felt....but it was not good! Fran Kempa - Monday, February 07, 2005 at 16:50:27 (MST) 2/6/05...The art is a drawing Chris did in '98 or '99 when studying Romeo and Juliet. Romeo unmasking himself at the ball. The photo was taken in 1984. Last week I began an attempt to increase my strength and stamina and build my muscle mass by going to the Livonia Rec Center. My current program is comical to the avid exerciser I'm sure...can ride the stationery bike only a few minutes, the arm bike a few and do three laps around the track before I am totally done. I know I'll never be where I was before my health problems but I'm working on it. The third day I was there I was sitting in the lobby recovering from my "work out" and ran into my next door neighbor. I have had little to no interaction with her in four years! She asked about my health and I asked about her family and children. She then asked if we ever heard anything from the driver.."Even an I'm sorry for your loss." I told her no. She said there are many things she finds so hard to believe in the whole tragic story but that is the most unbelieveable. "Not even his parents?" she asked, knowing it was Mr. Schnier's father's truck that killed Chris and his mother is a nurse and allowed him to drive half blind and self proclaimed brain damaged without driver's retraining. I assured her it was true. She was shocked. Adam wanted to know if I told her of the uncle's JR Schniers contacts with us and Chris' friends. I told him I did not...most people I tell don't believe that anyone could be so hateful or hurtful...didn't want to waste my time. Another Super Bowl Sunday with Chris gone from the world. I imagine at almost 21 he would't even be home for it if he was alive...hopefully doing something with his own friends...not his parents and their friends. But he would still be here and we could at least talk about it...mention it in passing...the everyday things are still the hardest. Fran Kempa - Sunday, February 06, 2005 at 11:41:07 (MST) 2/3/05...the art is the cover of a Valentine card Chris made for me in 1991 during Adam and Chris' Where's Waldo craze. I think it was more Chris than Adam but both were interested. The photo was taken in Feb. 1988. Chris wearing his Mickey Mouse slippers, hugging his Cabbage Patch doll. The slippers and the doll ( Charlie Mike) were Christmas 1987 presents. I was talking to my sister in North Carolina tonight. She was having a little trouble getting her grandson to brush his teeth. That made me remember Chris always called his teeth "pearls" and he said he "had to polish them." I told her to tell Bradley his teeth are pearls and he has to polish them. I am sorry to say I forgot about the Franklin art show tonight....I hope it was a great success! Fran Kempa - Thursday, February 03, 2005 at 19:11:04 (MST) Thanks, Miss him still... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Thursday, February 03, 2005 at 18:16:02 (MST) It's the Art Show at Franklin tonight and that got me thinking about Chris. What a talented artist he was, how blessed we all are that he left so much of his artwork behind for us to admire and treasure forever. My thoughts and prayers are always with you Kempas! Ms. Hillman - Thursday, February 03, 2005 at 17:28:17 (MST) 2/1/05...The art is a sketch Chris made of the White House for a Government paper in fourth grade, '93-'94. The photo was taken in 1993. Chris and Scott Allen with their first basketball trophies. Between Adam and Chris, this time of year was devoted to basketball for years! We got a shredder this weekend. I have (had) a closet FULL of old bill stubs and cancelled checks dating back to 1994! Things I just didn't feel comfortable throwing out. The checks were drawn on a bank that no longer exists (NBD) and written for many stores that no longer exist. (Danny's Foods, Rite Aid and Maple Drugs). I was telling a friend as I shredded them it was like my life flashing before my eyes. We ate a lot of food....should have taken stock in Larry's Foodland...I bought a lot of flowers in the summer. There were many from school activities such as field trips and PTA dues...even some for play and Prom tickets! Our car insurance hit the roof when Adam started driving and there were several from the orthodontist, dentist and Vet. Our electric and water bills have actually gone DOWN! I told my friend that the me before Chris was killed most likely would have saved a few for sentimental reasons...like the ones for Chicago, Mackinaw and the prom. But the me I have become and now am just shredded away! I have a need to rid myself of unnecessary things...I'll be at it for a long time. My work people called me this morning! That's always a nice surprise and it's nice to know they still think of me and STILL want me back! I told them I'm trying to work toward that goal...time will tell. Fran Kempa - Tuesday, February 01, 2005 at 11:02:20 (MST) 1/29/05...The art is Chris' same TIME drawing as yesterday. The photo was taken in 1993 in the sunroom. Adam , Chris and Chralie had all fallen asleep on the pillow pile. I STILL remember the night we snapped that picture. Chris woke up just as the picture was taken, Adam and Charlie stayed asleep. Chris was awake only long enough to admonish us for taking the picture then was right back to sleep. Adam and I had been out and came home to the three of them sleeping and I told him..."we just HAVE to have a picture!"...And we do. That poem makes me so sad. Not only haven't I been available to Adam for more than four years but with all the related complications as a result of Chris' death I really haven't been available to anyone including myself...And it makes me wonder and feel guilty about the toll it's taken on Adam and everyone else. I feel I'm JUST BEGINNING to come back to life...No where near there yet but after more than four years I am starting to feel a glimmer of life...and it feels good. Fran Kempa - Saturday, January 29, 2005 at 21:18:31 (MST) To Our Surviving Children And you were with us When the darkness came You stood and grieved And kept yourself alive WE THANK YOU NOW We have not always Honored who you are And often did not tend Your hidden sorrows. FORGIVE US NOW Because you loved us Well enough to wait Until we could return to you And know With joy and hope and love You are tomorrow WE CELEBRATE YOUR LIFE TCF <Northern Virginia Newsletter> - Saturday, January 29, 2005 at 14:33:52 (MST) the franklin art show is thursday, february 3rd, we would love for every one to come! henry lehue <xafix001@yahoo.com> - Friday, January 28, 2005 at 15:01:00 (MST) The art is one Chris called TIME. The actual work depicts more skulls with their mouths in various stages of being open or closed. The photo was taken in 1992 shortly after we moved onto Berwick. Chris and Charlie...STILL SO hard to believe they're both gone! I caught a bit of Oprah yesterday. A sister and mother were talking about their brother and son who was killed at a young age. Some of the things they said made me think of Chris. The mother said looking back on the way he lived she wondered if on some level he knew his time was short...I wondered the same thing after Chris was killed. His sister said looking back, he accomplished so much in such a short period of time he seemed "to pack it all in." that's exactly how Chris lived. Today I caught a little of Dr. Phil. A mother who had to return her adopted son to his birth parents said, "Our house is so quiet..it's as if our house died." That's exactly how it felt after Chris was killed. Not only was he dead but our house and our lives as we knew them were as well. Our house will never be as full as it was prior to 11/20/00...nor will our lives. But we're slowly beginning to make the best of what we have left for as long as we have it... Fran Kempa - Friday, January 28, 2005 at 14:01:25 (MST) Crystal nicely sat here too. Crystal sells homes in scottsdale and phoenix real estate agent realtor whatever crystal nicely <nunya@hoem.com> - Thursday, January 27, 2005 at 22:25:19 (MST) 1/27/05...The art is the same flyer Chris designed from yesterday. The photo was taken in 1987. Chris was three. From the time Chris was an infant he had a bad habit of reaching back as pictured in the photo and PULL his hair. There were many times we responded to his cries only to find his fist full of hair and him pulling. Once we released his grip, he was fine. I thought it was just a kind of reflex action at the time. Last night I caught only one small snipit of CSI New York. The female cop is standing over a young man's body and she tells the man cop to, "Turn his face to the side. I don't want his mother to see him like this." That first image of Chris dead on the gurney, intubated, covered with blood, eyes as big as saucers and so pale will be engraved in my memory forever. I can see it when I want to but most often when I don't. After more than four years the mental tape of the events of 11/20/00 still sometimes just start playing in mind without warning and for no apparent reason. I have no control over it and i can't stop it. It is truly tourture which I believe I will hold with me until I die. Fran Kempa - Thursday, January 27, 2005 at 11:01:48 (MST) 1/26/05...The art is a flyer Chris designed for the Franklin Fine Arts exhibit in December 2000. It was so odd to attend that event. An event he planned for, worked so hard for and looked SO forward to. His flyers were there, his friends and art were there but he wasn't...so odd. Less than a month before he told me he, "couldn't wait for the art show, my stuff's going to be there you know." The photo was taken in our back yard on Auburndale. We found the little blue car at a garage sale. As you can see Chris liked to pull things in it. He was two. I saw a story on the news tonight about a boy in North Carolina who was hit by a car and pronounced dead at the scene. When he arrived at the morgue they saw he was still breathing. He's now in the hospital in critical condition. I wanted SO badly for Chris to be alive that morning...I would have given anything, even my own lile..still would. Fran Kempa - Wednesday, January 26, 2005 at 19:32:20 (MST) xoxo me - Wednesday, January 26, 2005 at 19:12:25 (MST) 1/25/05...The art is one of many comic books Chris wrote and illustrated. You can see in the photo this is the first issue of this comic and it was done in August but I'm not sure which year. The photo was taken in the dining room on Auburndale. Chris was seven months. We recently got new cell phones...camera phones even though I didn't want them. I wondered what Chris would have thought of them last night as I sat for a long time with the instruction manual TRYING and failing to teach myself how to take a picture. I know he would have LOVED them! I intend to keep trying! I may teach myself some day! Fran Kempa - Tuesday, January 25, 2005 at 10:50:24 (MST) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Sunday, January 23, 2005 at 21:13:54 (MST) I haven't visited the site in a while...I was thinking of you today. Always in my thoughts Chris. I miss you! Melissa Frank - Sunday, January 23, 2005 at 20:49:26 (MST) 1/23/05...The art is a flyer Chris designed for Recital in 1999. The photo was taken in October, 1999 Sophomore year Homecoming. First day back from Buffao. Yesterday's flight cancelled...HAPPY to be home today. My father will never be convinced he's old, my mother's getting it. Accomplished some things for them... other things still need attention. Exchanged many Chris stories in Buffalo. Fran Kempa - Sunday, January 23, 2005 at 15:17:36 (MST) I haven't been to this site in a long time but tonight I found myself thinking of you and have been scrolling through the site for about an hour now. Thinking of you Chrissy Bartlett - Thursday, January 20, 2005 at 22:01:24 (MST) Today's "art" I believe is an altered bus pass for Livonia middle school. The photo is of Adam W. holding his little brother on his lap. Next to him is our former next door neighbor's daughter holding her little brother on her lap. One of the nice features of our neighborhood was that there were many kids for the boys to play with. Somedays it seems like forever in time back to our life before Chris was killed. But it also seems only seconds back to that day he died. Miss you always Chris... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Thursday, January 20, 2005 at 21:06:18 (MST) Today's art is a photo Chris did while taking a photography class. I really like the composition and use of focus. The photo is of the boys and their grandparents. Again a photo of happier times. Now when family is assembled there is a glaring absence. It was odd, when I think back to our life before Chris was killed, I smile. It was a "wonderful life". One happy family, and another family who ignored advice about driver retaining. A family who put a half blind and brain damaged individual who had five accidents, back behind the wheel. In my mind they were all behind the wheel. When they look in a mirror to they think of Chris? They changed so many lives forever. Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Tuesday, January 18, 2005 at 08:14:22 (MST) Yesterday I took down the Christmas decoration from the memorial. They had started to turn brown. Someone had left a Jone's Soda bottle there for Chris. Ii was one of his favorites. It cheered me up... thanks Today's art is a sketch on a crumple piece of notebook paper. Chris had cleaned his room a day or two before he was killed and had filled a bag with papers and old magazines. We went through it weeks later and found more sketches. Sometimes I think Chris would be mad that we put his "discards" on the "Net". But it is all we have of his most recent work. Today's photo is of Charlie, the family dog that Chris grew up with. Charlie loved balloons. In this picture Charlie had gotten some balloon decorations and had been prancing around with them. Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Sunday, January 16, 2005 at 20:07:27 (MST) When I pick up a pencil or a paintbrush to draw, I'd think of you. It bugs me that I can't know what you think of my work now. It used to keep me from doing art after you went away. These days, I'd like to think you're still creating instead of stopping and that we'll discuss em later :o) Yeah that keeps me going. Hey miss you friend. diana - Sunday, January 16, 2005 at 05:31:40 (MST) tonight is just one of those nights....where its all i can think about. i was at work having an alright day and then the song "will you remember me" came on the radio. all i could think about was sitting in that church hearing that song play thinking this is the last time i will ever be able to say goodbye to chris. i hate that song now, just cant stand hearing it. its odd how a 3 minute song can bring back 5 years of memories jason - Saturday, January 15, 2005 at 22:39:23 (MST) A very difficult task indeed. Will keep good thoughts and send prayers that it goes well or as well as possible. mcs <mopcopsop@yahoo.com> - Saturday, January 15, 2005 at 21:15:16 (MST) 1/15/05...The art is the whimsical self portrait Chris drew in August 2000 for Ms. Hillman to introduce himself to her as his Radio and TV teacher. The photo is of Chris' cat Felix taken by him in 1999 in Chris' room. Felix is on his bed. In the background is his NFL pillow case. Off to Buffalo to try and convince my parents they are old...A very difficult task! Fran Kempa - Saturday, January 15, 2005 at 06:01:13 (MST) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Thursday, January 13, 2005 at 22:59:20 (MST) 1/13/05...The art is the same flyer Chris designed in July 2000 as yesterday. The photo was taken last Christmas. It's the little boy angel holding a puppy Lauren Rossi gave me that makes me think of Chris and Charlie. I TIVO'd Oprah's interview of Amber Fry when we were in Florida. During the interview Oprah refers to those events in your life that, "shake your foundation." Chris' death was one of those events. It shook my foundation, my core. It continues to every day of my life. Fran Kempa - Thursday, January 13, 2005 at 14:26:10 (MST) 1/12/05...The art is a flyer Chris designed for The Recital in July 2000, four months before Chris was killed. At the time, Adam and Chris were just beginning to appreciate each other again for their individual talents...and it was wonderful! Chris was volunteering to make flyers for Adam's band and Adam was accepting....or Adam was asking Chris to design one and he was accepting...either way, and I'm not sure how but a flyer was designed. The photo was taken in Jan. 1986. Chris was in Buffalo playing Bill's harmonica. Adam W. gave us 6 months of TIVO as one of our Christmas presents. I'll never forget the day TIVO arrived at our home. It was December 2000. Adam W. brought the package in the house and announced it should have been his Christmas gift ,"to the family." Somehow at the time it wasn't the same. He realized that and it became a part of the basement entertainment. I often thought how Chris would have loved it as I'm sure Adam and Adam did. When the family room was completed in spring 2001 the TIVO moved up. When Adam moved out in July the TIVO stayed and he bought himself a new one. Since he reactivated it I have learned to run it and I love it! Fran Kempa - Wednesday, January 12, 2005 at 21:17:07 (MST) Franny, I totally agree with you. A visit to Florida really is good for the soul...and wouldn't it be nice if we could all retire there together....I would love it! Bill,like Adam, isn't crazy about the idea..but I think it sure beats the cold and snow! Anyway, we are on our way to Orlando Florida tomorrow morning until Sunday evening. I hope that Chris and Mom watch over us as we journey down south. Peace always..and love to you all!! JoAnne <jgvpri@adelphia.net> - Tuesday, January 11, 2005 at 19:37:22 (MST) Hi All, does anybody know why the leaves on my avocado plant keep falling off? I've grown it from a pip about 3 months and the leaves keep falling off...what am I doing wrong...anybody?? Alan <pete_the_stick@yahoo.co.uk> - Tuesday, January 11, 2005 at 10:53:08 (MST) I have not been to this site in such a long time. I guess I get caught up in life. Tonight I was thinking a lot about Chris and I am revisiting. Silently crying. I miss you Chris!! It was neat to see the "cousins" picture. Bill Vaughan - Monday, January 10, 2005 at 20:41:05 (MST) 1/10/05...The art is a flyer Chris made for the band he called The Derelect...thrown together in October, 2000 but as evidenced by thr flyer, Chris had big plans. The photo was taken in January, 1987. Adam, Chris and cousin Billy visiting grandma Joan and Bill. Had a GREAT time in Florida! Getting out of this weather really helped. Next year I hope we stay longer if we go. I can see myself retiring there...Adam's not sure. Speck was happy to be home and we were happy to have him. Fran Kempa - Monday, January 10, 2005 at 19:56:43 (MST) 1/8/05...The art is a whimsical sketch Chris made of Cori November 16th 2000, just four days before he was killed. The photo was taken in January, 1992. Chris is throwing a snowball directly at his brother. Thought about Chris A LOT today... Fran Kempa - Saturday, January 08, 2005 at 18:42:47 (MST) 1/7/05...The art is a close up of a section of The Man Who Runs. The photo was taken in Jan. 1992....Chris' snow monster. I can STILL see Chris coming into the kitchen that afternoon and asking me if I had anything to, "paint the snow." I can still see myself reaching up into the cupboard above the stove and grabbing the food coloring...the photo is the result. NICE to hear from Kurt Wilson! Every time I hear from him I think of the video we have of Kurt, Chris and Ron in the basement playing video games, Easter vacation, 2000. Fran Kempa - Friday, January 07, 2005 at 21:08:10 (MST) 2005 wow it been a long time. I just wanted to let the Kempas know that I still think of them often and pray for them everyday. I miss chris alot and i keep the faith in my heart and mind . i know one day we will all be reunited. Until then I keep his memorie alive and talk to him offten. happy new year chris. love you. Kurt.... Kurt Wilson <none> - Thursday, January 06, 2005 at 10:25:49 (MST) Happy Birthday, Adam W. Please have a nice time in Florida, Fran and Adam F. I know Chris would want that for you. Kathy - Wednesday, January 05, 2005 at 14:30:26 (MST) HAPPY Birthday Adam! I know Chris is smiling down on you today! Love, Mom - Wednesday, January 05, 2005 at 00:12:41 (MST) 1/4/05...The "art" is our ornament from The Compassionate Friends Christmas tree in Plymouth's Kellog Park from Dec. 2002. That was the last time we had Chris included in the tree and candle lighting. 2003 and 2004 we were consumed with health issues and neglected to do so. Hopefully 2005 will be different. The photo was taken in January, 1995. Chris and Bill eating breakfast in Grandma Joan and Bill's kitchen in Buffalo the morning we returned to Detroit. Tonight we'll celebrate Adam's 25th birthday! Adam suggested we go out and I took him up on it. For what ever reason I didn't even think of it. I'm still in the days of cooking your favorite meal and making a cake for your birthday. Lately however, my cooking has been BAD! Maybe he was doing himself a favor! We sent our donations to the American Red Cross and UNICEF for the Tsumani victims. I requested they be used for the children in Chris' memory. Today while I was waiting in the check out line at Target I happened to notice all the teen magazines featured Senior Prom on their January covers. I still wish Chris had lived to attend his...I know I always will. Fran Kempa - Tuesday, January 04, 2005 at 15:03:42 (MST) 1/3/05...The art is one of Chris' computer animations from 1999 I am guessing. The photo is another taken 1/5/92, Adam's 12th BD. He had a Super Bowl cake that year. Seems the Kempa reunion in Florida has fizzled out. For some reason, I was not surprised. We're still going though...maybe the warmth will make me feel better. Christmas has been taken down and put away. Even when Chris was alive I always liked that. Since he's been gone I like it even more. Yesterday when I reassembled the living room mantle the John Hicks painting did not go back up. I put the painting my mother did...the one that was always there when Chris was alive back up. I told Adam it was as though we had turned our whole house into a shrine the last four years and I guess that was not good. There are still reminders of Chris in every room. Some are just more subtle now. When we redo Chris' bedroom the John Hicks portrait and Lego mosaic will reassume prominent positions. Fran Kempa - Monday, January 03, 2005 at 19:50:43 (MST) Each new year is hard... No new plans for us to share... Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Monday, January 03, 2005 at 17:18:36 (MST) HAPPY NEW YEAR CHRIS!! xoxo - Saturday, January 01, 2005 at 22:59:37 (MST) 1/1/05....The art is the left eye Chris did in 1999. His intention was to draw a right eye, a nose and a mouth then hang the four pieces together to form a face. It still hangs in our livingroom as a reminder why Chris is gone. The photo was taken on January 5, 1992 Adam's 12th birthday. For some reason New Years is one of the hardest holidays to take...I find it much harder than Christmas. It's the start of another year without Chris in my life and another year without Chris in the world. This is the year he should turn 21 and his brother turns 25! I'll never stop wondering! We spent a quiet night last night. Memories were sparked and I became sad. I'll never stop missing him. I'll never forget how excited Chris was in the last few days before he was killed about the new year....he was SO excited about 2001 and his brother turning 21..."I can't wait mom, I just can't wait!" Cori's message makes me sad but I know how she feels. It really shows how Mr. Schniers ended one life and impacted so many others. But it must feel horrible to walk around every day knowing you are responsible for ending the life of a wonderful human being and forever hurting so many others. I have no great hopes for the new year....just take it as it comes. If the few plans we've made happen that will be great...if not, I've learned to be disappointed. Life does go on. My only resolution is to become more techno inclined...running the DVD player and Tivo! Fran Kempa - Saturday, January 01, 2005 at 20:54:33 (MST) Chris has been all I can think about for weeks now. to this day, Chris's death is the most painful experience that I have ever had to deal with, and am still dealing with. Before, I had days where I might not think of Chris, some days it was a quick memory, and these days it's all the time. I attended a funeral viewing at Harris, the same place where Chris had his. I thought that 4 years later that I had realized how to cope with the emotions that I have regarding Chris's death. I can talk about him with coworkers, and friends, my parents, and laugh about our fights, and experiences. I can talk about the details surrounding his death, but I could not go back to that funeral home. I found out the hard way. I have only visited Chris' gravesite one time with Mrs Kempa years ago. And since then, I have tried to, but I can't. At 20 years old, looking at how my life at this time is rounding out, and even the types of people who I've dated since Chris died...I can't help but still think that I was right when I told my mother that Chris WAS my soulmate...and I might never find another quite like him. Corinne <pleasegrowforme@yahoo.com> - Saturday, January 01, 2005 at 18:35:35 (MST) 12/29/04...The art is the painting Chris gave Tracy for her graduation gift from Franklin in I believe June, 2000. The photo was taken in December, 1987. Adam and Chris in their red and green sweaters visiting Santa! That was the year Adam and his friend Mike "figured it out"...that there was no Santa. You can almost see it on Adam's face in the photo...he knew! I'll never forget that day. Adam was seven and came to me very seriously...Adam was/is always SO smart! He said, "Mom, Mike and I have discussed it and we have figured it out....there is no Santa." After asking him what knowledge they based their conclusion on I had to agree with him...but I told him not to dare tell his brother...and he never did. Last night sparked a funny Adam/Chris memory. We only needed milk from the grocery store and Adam F. offered to run into Larry's while I waited in the car after hours of shopping and I took him up on the offer. As he exited the vehicle he said..."I'll be back in less than five minutes." That one comment brought me back to a place that made me laugh and smile. From the time Adam W. was 10 til about 12...on the rare occasion I only needed milk from the store, I'd pull into Larry's parking lot...not wanting to drag everyone in and say to Adam..."I bet you can't run in and buy a gallon of milk and be out within five minutes!....Handing him the money, he always accepted the challenge...and won!...And Chris and I made a big fuss when he returned! As the years passed and Adam wasn't with me and Chris as much and on the rare occasion I only needed milk from the grocery store I would pull into Larry's parking lot and say to Chris..."Your brother was always able to get the milk within five minutes...do you think you can beat or match his record?"...and each time Chris bit and ran with it....but never beat the record...ALWAYS came close though! Today Adam stopped by and visited for a while. I asked him..."Do you remember when you were little, I'd challenge you to buy milk at Larry's?" A big smile came to his face...like he'd just figured it out...he said, "I was TRICKED!"...and I smiled and laughed! I told him I put Chris through the same paces.... not knowing if he realized it or not. The angel reflection for today: The golden glow of an angel's love warmed the Christ child in his slumber in a manger long ago. Fran Kempa - Wednesday, December 29, 2004 at 21:45:25 (MST) Yes Roast "Beast"! Joan always called it that too!....she and Chris were always a lot alike! KATHY - Monday, December 27, 2004 at 08:32:54 (MST) 12/26/04...The art is a whimsical little Santa hat boy Chris drew for Travis Mssenger when they were in middle school. Some believe it's a self portrait. The photo was taken Christmas evening, 1991..our traditional Christams dinner desert, birthday cake and ice cream. We had a nice Christmas eve with Adam and Sarah. Adam gave us a wonderful gift! He made a DVD of some Chris' computer animations, a few short films and some still photos. I wasn't expecting such a gift! We watched it together and somehow it made it seem as though Chris was with us! Adam and Sarah joined us for Christmas breakfast. At some point Adam W. made the comment, "when you get older, Christmas isn't as much fun."...SO true. When the boys were growing up we made it a point to be home for Christmas and travel to Buffalo afterward. That way we were able to start our own traditions. Since no one was coming over and we weren't going anywhere, our tradition became staying in our pajamas all day Christmas day to PLAY! It was fun! I did make them get dressed for dinner which was always 'roast beast" as Chris called it! This year Adam and I were lucky enough to be invited to friends for an unbelievable dinner and great company! Going to Florida! next week for a Kempa reunion of sorts. I'm looking forward to getting out of the cold but my sister who is there right now says it's cold there too! The angel reflection for today: Just as the angels guided the Wise Men to Christ, so too will angels guide us to our divine destiny if we but have the courage to follow. Fran Kempa - Sunday, December 26, 2004 at 20:28:03 (MST) Merry Christmass Chris.... We hung your stocking on the mantel again... Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Saturday, December 25, 2004 at 19:43:18 (MST) Merry Christmas Chris whereever you are. I miss you SO much! Love Mom - Saturday, December 25, 2004 at 10:40:46 (MST) Love and many blessings are sent your way this Christmas. We know the spirit of Chris is with your family this holiday season and always. May 2005 be a healthy year for everyone. Happy birthday, to Adam F. (12-25) Kathy - Friday, December 24, 2004 at 20:08:21 (MST) We wrap ourselves for the holidays much like the presents we give. The brightly colored paper hides what's within. When people look at us, they only see the outside. We promise ourselves, we will not come unwrapped. We'll make it through the family celebrations, the church services, and the big occasions. The paper and ribbon will remain intact. But it is the small things that manage to untie the bow. The little significant moment, the Christmas parade, the search for the tree, the discovered ornament, the special carol, the memory, and the paper gets wretched off. The Christmas presence shows itself. The inevitable tide of feeling bursts out of the artificially decorated facade. The emotions pour out. The intense anger wells up. The tears are shed and the holidays come. These are as sure as the tides of the seas and the march of time. A bereaved parent knows of what I speak. Yet the answer isn't in fighting or denying these feelings. We have paid the price. We have the right to grieve. The resolution of our grief is in grieving. Our hope for all who read this is that you will make it through the holidays. We cannot make the pain go away. But know there are others who suffer with you. We have made it together and will continue on. Hank Hewitt <TCF Scranton Pa.> - Friday, December 24, 2004 at 11:27:28 (MST) Light a quiet candle Send a quiet kiss Send a quiet fare-the-well To the one you miss. Light a quiet candle, Shed a quiet tear Sing a quiet lullaby And the Christmas star will hear. Sascha Wagner - Friday, December 24, 2004 at 08:21:47 (MST) MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!! 12/24/04 - Friday, December 24, 2004 at 01:05:05 (MST) Just thinking of you and hoping you are all well. With Love... Ms. Hillman - Thursday, December 23, 2004 at 08:38:05 (MST) As Christmas and a new year approaches, our thoughts continue to be sent your way. I know that it is a very difficult situation to go through this time of year without our loved ones. Just know you are all in our thoughts and enjoy as much as you can. Much love.... Bill, JoAnne and Billy <jgvpri@adelphia.net> - Thursday, December 23, 2004 at 05:52:46 (MST) 12/22/04...The art is the same still life as yesterday... discovered long after Chris was killed in the Franklin art room. Note his initials in the lower right corner. The photo was taken on Christmas morning 1985. Chris is munching on a left over carrot from Santa's reindeer. We STILL have that piano...but not Chris. The angel reflection for today: On the day Christ was born, a choir of angels sang in sweet harmony as bells of peace pealed with joy throughout the land. Fran Kempa - Wednesday, December 22, 2004 at 21:24:45 (MST) Beneath the amber glow of the newly rising sun, Or standing on the hillside when the day is done. Riding down the highway when my work day is at an end, or sitting on a park bench talking to a friend. No matter where I am in life no matter what my task Please give me peace of mind dear Lord, that is all I ask. And when those haunting memories of the night have passed away please come rushing in my broken heart, please do not delay. Remind me he is in a far far better place and grant me a glimpse of his hazel eyes and sweet angelic face Please grant me reassurance that we'll someday meet again in heaven's bright tomorrow in Your name I pray Amen The Sibling Prayer <Lanar Carpenter TCF Onanock, Va.> - Wednesday, December 22, 2004 at 15:54:11 (MST) 12/21/04...The art is the first of many Chris works Mr. Rheault discovered in the Franklin art room long after Chris was killed. I remember how good it made me feel to find out it existed...then to see it, that was very strange. The photo was taken in December, 1987. We were visiting an animated Christmas department store window display in Buffalo. As you can see, both boys enjoyed it. Finishing up last minute Christmas preparations as most people are. But as in most years since 1999, my heart just isn't into it but I try to do a little more every year hoping that will change. This year, I got out my Christmas dishes for the first time since '99...didn't really do the trick. For all I know if Chris had lived I'd feel the same...maybe it's part of the aging process..I doubt it though. The angel reflection for today: Little children lay in snow, arms spread wide in winter's glow. Looking up with laughing eyes, making angels just their size...I remember my first snow angel and then the boys first..and how we were all amazed at the result! Fran Kempa - Tuesday, December 21, 2004 at 19:54:06 (MST) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Sunday, December 19, 2004 at 23:06:36 (MST) 12/19/04...The art is one of the panels from Chris' HMmmm comic. The photo was taken Christmas morning, 1999, Chris' last. I don't remember what either one of their big gifts were that year. I remember we gave them a Star Wars Trivial Pursuit game. Chris' last Christmas gift to his brother was the Good Will Hunting DVD. Chris' last gift to the family was Play Station's Duck Hunt second version. I found myself in St. Mary's ER again this morning. I entered today by the main door. Sept. 2003 I entered and exited by the ambulance entrance. If memory serves me, the lobby has changed quite a bit since 11/20/00. The automatic front door is the same though...for some reason, I remember that door....In any event, I DON'T have a broken arm!...THANK GOD! Just an "elbow injury." The angel reflection for today: Help me look at others the caring angel way, that I may not cause hurt by what I do or say. Fran Kempa - Sunday, December 19, 2004 at 16:25:41 (MST) 12/18/04...The art is the same as yesterday, I honestly can't remember now if Chris called it The Man Who Runs or The Boy Who Runs. The photo was taken Christmas evening 1987. Every day it feels like I'm coming back to life a little more. It's hard to believe I dropped out of life for FOUR years!...but I did.. because of grief, mourning and health issues. I was telling my mother the other day I look around my house now and see things that would have grossed me out if I saw them in someone else's house four years ago!...dirty windows, dirty blinds. But I was telling Adam W. yesterday, I guess it's a good thing I recognize the fact and will do something about them...some day! The angel reflection for today: With my unseen companion I will meet my daily challenges and reach out and embrace each obstacle as my private tutor. Fran Kempa - Saturday, December 18, 2004 at 09:40:40 (MST) I like that last entry! What a sobering site! It occurred to me to share something from my tradition. We Zen Buddhists believe that we are all waves, but deeper and less apparent, is that we are all the water itself. Waves are tall and short, beautiful and ugly, born and die, but these concepts do not apply to the water. The belief is that through our practice, we can deeply touch the nature of the water, and we are liberated from our notions of birth and death and the suffering they cause. A beautiful book you may like to look at the next time you are in the bookstore is "No Death, No Fear" by Thich Nhat Hanh. God bless, my heart goes out to you all. Zach <zachypups@hotmail.com> - Friday, December 17, 2004 at 13:46:03 (MST) You are my mother. Anonymous <daughter@aol.com> - Friday, December 17, 2004 at 12:47:16 (MST) 12/17/04...Chris called this marker on paper work The Man Who Runs. It has many different sections to it. The photo was taken on Christmas night 1992, our first Christmas on Berwick. My sister sent me the following via E mail last night. I told Adam it made me think where I was Thanksgiving time 2000. I was SO caught up in the preparation. SO caught up I was exhausted...too exhausted to drive my son to school 11/20/00. A very hard lesson to learn. Christmas Version of 1st Corinthians 13: If I decorate my house perfectly with plaid bows, strands of twinkling lights and shiny balls but do not show love to my family, I'm just another decorator. If I slave away in the kitchen baking dozens of Christmas cookies, preparing gourmet meals and arranging a beautifully adorned table at mealtime but do not show love to my family, I'm just another cook. If I work at the soup kitchen, carol in the nursing home and give all that I have to charity but do not show love to my family, it profits me nothing. If I trim the spruce with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes, attend a myriad of holiday parties and sing in the choir's cantana but do not focus on Christ, I have missed the point. Love stops the cooking to hug the child. Love sets aside the decorating to kiss the husband. Love is kind, though harried and tired. Love doesn't envy another's home that has decorated Christmas china and table linens. Love doesn't yell at the kids to get out of the way, but is thankful they are there to be in the way. Love doesn't give only to those who are able to give in return but rejoices in giving to those who can't. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. Video games will break, pearl necklaces will be lost, golf clubs will rust...but giving the gift of love will endure. You can give without loving but you cannot love without giving. The angel reflection for today: We are most like angels when we stand ready to serve the good inside of us. Fran Kempa - Friday, December 17, 2004 at 11:41:35 (MST) 12/16/04...The art is one of Chris' computer animated works, same as yesterday. If I recall correctly he was trying to copy the cover of I believe a Sunny Day Realestate CD. Again, if I recall correctly, he did a good job! The photo was taken Christmas morning 1985. Chris was very much into all the festivities that year and every year after! I continue to distract myself with chores of the season. I actually enjoyed shopping on line this year! But as in years past, with every purchase or decoration, it just makes me miss Chris more! I can't help wondering what would have been on his wish list this year. As I told my sister last night on the phone, we may not have induldged the boys during the year but every Christmas we tried to give them a GREAT one and I believe we did. Tonight is The Apprentice finale. I even wonder if Chris would be watching with us tonight...I wonder if he'd even still live here...I STILL WONDER every day....what he'd be doing and where he'd be. The angel reflection for today: Angels are pure thoughts from God, winged with truth and love....Mary Baker Eddy Fran Kempa - Thursday, December 16, 2004 at 16:54:32 (MST) Today's art was a computer generated sketch that Chris had done in a program called "True Space". It was meant to look simplistic. The photo was one of our first Christmas trees in this home. I can not believe it has been 4 years since Chris was killed... Miss you always Chris... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Wednesday, December 15, 2004 at 23:16:04 (MST) 12/14/04...The art is the same Chris self portrait as yesterday. The photo was taken in December 1984 after seeing Santa. I talked to Cori on line Sunday night and last night for the first time in months! I didn't have her current E mail address and lost touch. I told her I believe Chris brought us back in touch so I can wish her a happy 20th!! birthday tomorrow. She was 15 when Chris was killed...turning 16 in a few weeks. He had already given her a few BD gifts before he was killed so she has those. We copmared a few Chris memories last night and she enhanced mine. I had forgotten some major details about two things and she reminded me! The angel reflection for today: Angels have visited humanity by streams and in deserts, by cradles and by graves and by alters and by bedsides. Angels have touched us at the most earthly of places but they have seldom left us the same way they found us. Fran Kempa - Tuesday, December 14, 2004 at 20:12:30 (MST) 12/13/04...The art is a whimsical self portrait Chris did on 11/16/00 for Cori on one of the Anne of Green Gables programs. Cori said Chris drew several pictures on several programs as they sat together in the theatre after the Emerson Middle School matinee that Thursday. I am so thankful she saved some of them. The photo was taken Christmas morning 1991, our last Christmas on Auburndale. The photo was taken JUST as the boys opened their joint big gift that year...Pirate Legos! You can see the excitement and thrill on both of their faces! Adam W. stopped by this evening and helped move the lego mosaic he made of Chris from in front of the fireplace in preparation for Christmas and decorations. For the first three Christmas holidays after Chris was killed we left his portrait and the mosaic on the mantle and fireplace. Last year and now this year we have returned to our original tradition of a wreath and garland. During the next year I hope to redo the whole house. Part of that will include Chris' room. As I told Adam W. the other night, my plan is to turn his room into a "sitting room" so to speak and incorporate the John Hick's portrait, lego mosaic and SO many other momentos into it. That way Chris will always be remembered but his memory won't involve the whole house as it does now....which I guess is a good thing. We got a Christmas card today from a Kempa RELATIVE that said, "Give our best to the KIDS!!" At first I was furious but then I know it wasn't intentional...no one could be that insensative. That's ONE reason why I don't send Christmas cards anymore. I believe most people still send them because they think of them as an obligation....and most likely a chore. I am trying to rid myself of both in my old age. The angel reflection for today: Sleep my child 'til the darkness is gone, guarded by angels through the night. One will bring sleep, another sweet dreams, and one will wake you at morning light. Fran Kempa - Monday, December 13, 2004 at 20:41:07 (MST) Miss you always... Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Monday, December 13, 2004 at 14:54:09 (MST) 12/12/04...The art is the same ironic eye as yesterday. The photo was taken Christmas morning 1997, Adam and Chris. I don't have an exact memory of their big gifts that year but if I recall correctly, Adam asked for and recieved one of his stereo pieces, Chris his video camera...but I think the joint gift was the video camera so unfortunatly I don't recall Chris' big gift. We are in the process of completing decorating for our 5th Christmas without Chris!...SO hard to believe. Our Christmas time and traditions have changed so in the last five years! I have no doubt they would have changed if Chris had lived, but not in the same way...Holidays will NEVER be the same. The angel reflection for today: We aspire to be like the angels , who are one step closer to the divine perfection that created all things. Fran Kempa - Sunday, December 12, 2004 at 21:17:58 (MST) Why is it so very hard Accepting you are gone; I guess the thought is unbearable And I am not that strong. I am too afraid to face the truth And scared to feel the pain, Of never seeing your sweet face Or hearing your voice again Sometimes I see you in my dreams And picture you still here Til I awaken dreadfully To watch you disappear. You were always happy and carefree And I don't understand How you can seem so real to me, As your grasp slips from my hand. The sixteen years of life you had Somehow do not compare, To the tragic, senseless death you faced And the cross you had to bear. I try to think of pleasant times, Of childhood memories But guilt and sorrow haunt my soul And I cannot break free. I am sorry for the times we fought And for treating you so badly I am sorry for ignoring you And wasting the time we had. You were and are my brother still When you took your last breath A part of me went on with you And I still mourn your death. Memmories Of My Brother <Jennifer TCF Ellicott City Md.> - Sunday, December 12, 2004 at 12:00:47 (MST) 12/11/04...The art is another one of Chris' ironic altered eyes. The photo was taken in December 1992. Adam was 12, Chris was 8. I ran into a woman from Compassionate Friends in the grocery store today. She wondered why we hadn't been there for awhile and I explained. She said within a year of her son's death she suffered a serious heart attack and the doctors attributed it to the stress of losing her child too. I'm sure if a study was done it would show a very high percentage of parents who lose children suffer major health problems as a result. The angel reflection for today: The true seeing is within....George Eliot Fran Kempa - Saturday, December 11, 2004 at 19:12:05 (MST) 12/10/04...The art is the same TREEGUY close up as yesterday. The photo was taken Christmas morning 1995. Adam, Chris and Felix. We're in the process of upgrading our cell phones. The one we got two years ago boggled my mind as far as the technology. This time around you can't get away from camera phones with zoom and all kinds of stuff...I just want to be able to make a freaking phone call! I know Chris would be fascinated with them. His death was the reason we all got one in the first place. Adam W. somehow thought we'd all be safer with one. Even if Chris had had a cell phone 11/20/00 it wouldn't have done him a bit of good, he was killed instantly. The angel reflection for today: Sacred are the seraphim disciples of love in action, obedient messengers of faith's promise. Cherished are the cherubs, sweet channels of joy manifested anointed purveyors of hope's deepest dreams. Fran Kempa - Friday, December 10, 2004 at 21:11:23 (MST) I hope one of these days you can relieve yourself of any regret. The regret should belong to Mr. Schniers, not you. He chose to drive half blind and impatiently. Probably did it for mornings on end. Maybe still does. Everyone a victim in his path. mcs <mopcopsop@yahoo.com> - Friday, December 10, 2004 at 07:27:02 (MST) 12/9/04...The art is a close up of TREEGUY'S face. He looks to me like a kind, gentle, older gentleman....Father Nature so to speak. The photo was taken Christmas morning, 1991. The boys were assembling their big gift for that Christmas...Pirate Legos at the dining room table on Auburndale. We had purchased Berwick in October thinking Auburndale would sell quickly...we were wrong! By Christmas time that year we were two months into a two house payment endeavor which lasted 6 months..that was the poorest Christmas we've ever had...but the boys had no idea! TREEGUY'S face brought back a very recent memory. About a week before Thanksgiving I went to have my hair cut and colored where I usually go. The girl I go to acknowledged my arrival with a head gesture as she was finishing her last customer. I took a seat leaving one seat's distance between myself and the next person. After I sat down I looked to my right to see an older gentleman and to his right an older woman. I smiled thinking they reminded me of my parents. I had only been seated a minute before the gentleman engaged me in conversation. We talked about hair and hair dye at first, joking about it and the aging process. His wife sat and smiled. He told me they would soon be married 54 years and I told him my parents were married 54 years in August. He then mouthed to me his wife "has Alzheimers." She continued to smile and he continued to talk telling me , "we have four children." He then paused and said, "actually only three now, we lost a son in Vietnam." He then asked me if I had any children and I told him that I had actually lost a son as well. He wanted to know the details so I told him and he remembered!...He and his wife have been attending Peace Lutheran Church on the corner for years. He said, "I remember praying for your son, ...has it really been four years?" I assured him it had...almost to the day. What surprised me was suddenly his wife sprang to reality. She suddenly piped up, "When you lose a child you never get over it...it's been almost 40 years and it still hurts." Here was a woman who had been portrayed as confused....but when it came to her child she REMEMBERED! That's what I've told so many people. I picture myself sitting in a wheelchair covered with a lap robe in a nursing home saying, "I only regret not driving my son to school 11/20/00." The angel reflection for today: Angels are God's humble servants ready to give without the need or desire for recognition or reward. Fran Kempa - Thursday, December 09, 2004 at 21:01:24 (MST) Today I was looking over some of our old software titles for our home computer. several were ones that Chris used.............. Does he ever think when he looks in the mirror with.... his one eye....I killed that kid...............?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Dad <<<<<<>>>>>> - Wednesday, December 08, 2004 at 23:47:04 (MST) 12/8/04...The art we call TREEGUY. He is one of my favorites. I believe it's one of the last works Chris did. In the cube inside the circle is an eye. The photo was taken Christmas morning 1992, our first Christmas on Berwick. Obviously their big gift that year was a Sega. I think I finished my Christmas shopping today! It's so nice to shop from home! This is the earliest I've ever been done. The angel reflection for today: Today, hold your spirit close and listen to the whisperings of angels. Fran Kempa - Wednesday, December 08, 2004 at 20:16:33 (MST) i need a love letter titiled ;tell me how much you love me. odii kevin <murphylin4life@yahoo.com> - Tuesday, December 07, 2004 at 06:08:48 (MST) 12/6/04...The art is the same ironic eye as yesterday. The photo was taken Christmas morning, 1997. Charlie wearing Chris' Santa hat. It's still so hard to believe they're both gone. I hope Chris remembers what a great present opener Charlie was and gives him LOTS of Christmas presents in heaven this year! I bought myself a Christmas present online this year from Creative Home Designs Ltd. I had never ordered from them before but it came today and I was pleased. Enclsosed with my order was a "statement" so to speak.."Nature's most precious gift to all of us is LIFE. Creative Living is pleased to bring you the joys of life, creativity, art, culture, purity, elegance, comfort, tranquility, luxury, and warmth to your beautiful home."...It made me think of Chris....and how much our home is missing as a result of his death. It just reinforced it, I think about it every day. The angel reflection for today: And there appeared an angel unto him from heaven, strengthening him....Luke:22:43KJV Fran Kempa - Monday, December 06, 2004 at 19:44:52 (MST) Very nice and useful website Chris. Please visit my website!!! :) http://www.metropolis5000.com Webmaestro - Sunday, December 05, 2004 at 20:18:09 (MST) 12/5/04...the art is one of Chris' ironic eye drawings. I believe he did this one in 1999. The photo was taken in December, 1995. We took down the pumpkins and Indian corn from the memorial today. We put a simple Christmas bough in their place. Afterward, we stopped at 7 11 for the paper. I sat in the van while Adam went in and got it. Right in front of me was a big sign imploring people to buy their original Slurpee. I can't tell you how many mornings as I drove Chris to school he'd BEG me to stop at 7 11 and buy him a Slurpee....It was 7:00 in the morning! No way was he going to start the day with a Slurpee if I had anything to do with it! I never once bought him a Slurpee on the way to school and I regretted it today. The angel reflection for today: Angels point out the way, open doors, and turn on the light. Fran Kempa - Sunday, December 05, 2004 at 17:16:43 (MST) 12/4/04...The art is the same yoyo drawing from one of Chris' school papers from yesterday. The photo was taken Christmas morning 1984, Chris' first Christmas. He's holding his favorie gift, a package of pacifers and Adam is holding him. It's hard to believe we'll be celebrating our 5th Christmas without him. Sadly, not knowing it would be his last I have little or no memory of Christmas, 1999. I don't even remember what their big gift was that year. I heard a quote last night that SO made me think of Chris..."Do all you can do with what you have in the time that you have, in the place that you are.." Chris did so to the max! The angel reflection for today: O come angel band, come and around me stand. O bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home. Fran Kempa - Saturday, December 04, 2004 at 20:04:10 (MST) 12/3/04...The art is a sketch Chris did on one of his school papers. The photo was taken Christmas night 1984, Chris' first Christmas. He was 6 months, Adam was just a few days shy of five. That started my tradition of taking the boy's picture in front of the fireplace at Christmas time. It got harder to do as they got older...most unfortunatly I didn't do it in 1998 or 1999, Chris' last Christmas. I saw Tim Russert interview Susan St. James on the news tonight. He asked her if a higher power had come to her and asked if she could have her son Teddy for 14 years and then he'd be called home if she still would have had him...what would any mother say? You could tell just by looking at her she's still so much in shock... and dealing with another injured son and husband in addition! The angel reflection for today: Every time you hear a bell ring, it means that some angel just got his wings... Fran Kempa - Friday, December 03, 2004 at 18:38:34 (MST) 12/2/04...The art is the same whimsical drawing as yesterday. The photo was taken Christmas evening, 1985. Chris was 18 months, Adam just a few days shy of 6. I STILL remember posing them for that photo! Adam W. stopped by unexpectedly this afternoon...alwyas a treat! We talked mainly about Christmas. I told him I had done the bulk of my shopping on line this year and how great it's been! I then shared with him our plans of attacking this house with avengence after the new year and FINALLY finishing it. Most unfortunatly that will include Chris' room..I imagine that will be the last room we do. It will entail having to decide what to do with his furniture, clothes and keepsakes such as the still packaged Star Wars figures. Adam pipied up right away, "I want his desk, I definatly want his desk!" That made me feel SO good! It's a very special desk we had procured for Chris and assembled in his room shortly before he was killed. It had been housed in one of the labs at Wayne State University for who knows how many years....solid oak with a built in light box in the top. Perfect for an artist! I hope Adam will cherish it for years to come. The angel reflection for today: Be not concerned with little things, for there are hosts of angels whose job it is to sweat the small stuff for us. Fran Kempa - Thursday, December 02, 2004 at 20:52:47 (MST) 12/1/04...The art is a whimsical little sketch Chris did on one of his school papers. The photo was taken during Christmas break, 1995....Chris and his street hockey stuff. I saw a commercial today where Lance Armstrong states surviving cancer has been his greatest victory. Having survived cancer I have to say my greatest victory has been surviving Chris' death. It continues to be a daily struggle. I really don't know how I did in the early days and don't know how I go on with him gone from my life. I guess you just do it because you don't have a choice. The angel reflection for today: Angel Gabriel, come bring me good news as you did when you told Mary of the child growing within her. Tell me Gabriel what dreams are growing within me? What miracles will I give birth to today? That's just one aspect of dealing with Chris' loss...the loss of ALL his hopes and dreams and talent. It will always sicken me to know he SHOULD still be alive. Fran K