I met chris in 1983.we were 11 years old that summer.She was always such a blast to be around! you could be having the worst day and she sensed it and would do whatever to make you smile.I had a slumber party in 84, and she was over early in the morning to help me decorate.we had red and blue streamers! uuuggghhh! she brought me this tiny vase with two flowers in it.. I cant remember what kind or color but she said it was all her allowance would afford.. which didnt matter to me.. it was the thought...the last time i spoke to chris was on her 2006,she was just turning 34..our birthdays were eight days apart.She said "Call me when youre in town next, we will go out and have a beer or whatever". we never got that chance.I found out she died only because i get a paper every day.. and I was glancing thru it, and saw an obit with a familiar birthday in it.. when I actually read it it broke my heart..she was such a good person. you couldnt have asked for a better friend!at her visitation, i didnt want to see her at first.she was killed in such a terrible car crash.. I was afraid to see her. but, I went up, and her whole family is there and they are all crying and so broken.. I saw her mom first. all I could manage was"Fairlene, I know you dont remember me... but i knew her well over twenty five years.. she was one of my best friends.. I am so sorry".. she smiled and thanked me.I hugged her sister, and as I was leaving another old friend came in. as soon as we saw each other we started bawling and I hugged her. it was so sad.I didnt make it to her funeral, but Boo knows I was there in spirit. we miss you BOO, we will never forget ya.