Christopher Swenson

I miss you every day, Grandpa. There's this song that I've been listening to a lot and it has one part that says "I wish you could know me, and I wish I could know you so much more sometimes." I feel that so often when I think of you. I wish you could have been around longer so you could watch me grow into the person I am, and I wish more than anything I could learn more from you. I wish you could have seen me come out as transgender, I wish you could have seen me graduate, I wish you could have held me after the first time my heart was broken, or after I got in my first car crash, or all the times I've felt hopeless. I wish you could see me now, and I wish you could tell me you're proud of me. I know you would be if you were here, but I still ask that question every day. I wish I could have listened to all your stories, I wish I could have told you all of mine. I wish you were there to scold me when I kept messing up as a teenager, and I wish you could hug me after and reassure me you still love me no matter what. I have a million things I wish we could have done, but at the same time, I'm so grateful for what we did do. I'm grateful for your kindness and compassion and love for me. I'm grateful for the way you nurtured my creativity and adventurous spirit. I'm grateful for all our trips into nature together, even if it was just catching grasshoppers in the backyard. I'm so lucky to be the first grandkid, because it meant I got to connect with you like none other. I hope you're resting peacefully and that if there really is an afterlife waiting for us, that you're living it up in a log cabin with an extra room for me. I love you, Grandpa. I'll always hold you close to my heart.

We will miss seeing you at all the antique stores but know you'll be enjoying all the surroundings in heaven. Love and prayers to you Kathy. You are so wonderful and we look forward to seeing you soon to give you hugs . Your in our thoughts and prayers. Marge, Bill and Sandi

I sure remember Chris as the Lawn Guy. A nice man. Told us he was from the Catskills. Haven't seen him in years.. Always wondered what became of him. In deepest sympathy.

When I first met Chris he looked like someone who had just walked out of a John Wayne movie. That is still the image that always comes to my mind after all these years when I think of him or hear his name. I liked him immediately after meeting him and loved him when he welcomed me as his new sister into the Swenson Family when Matt & I were married in 1983. He was such an amazing man with so much love for the "adventure of life" in the great outdoors. He always had fun stories to share, time to lend a hand and the gentleness to appreciate all around him. He captured a lot of the beauty he saw through the eye of a camera to share with family and friends. He found great joy in his family that was first in his heart. He shared his passions with not only his kids Tyler, Kylie, Paul, Chris and Angela but their friends & also his grandchildren. Many "seeds" were planted over the years, now its up to all of us to nurture them with love he shared so they will live on & perhaps grow into a new passion for the adventure of life. I look forward to seeing Chris' new cabin in the mountains in Heaven someday. Forever in my heart, always loved. Rest in Peace dear Chris. I love you.

We met Chris through his son, Tyler. He was a very compassionate father. Truly gifted in woodworking. Always had a smile ready that reached his eyes. So sorry for your loss Tyler. We were just talking to Travis about him during Thanksgiving. Wondering where he was.