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S: In Loving Memory of Christopher Aaron Siratt

FC: In Loving Memory of Christopher Aaron Siratt "Ipsemet" On Earth- APRIL 12 1989 Guardian Angel- SEPTEMBER 30 2010

1: Christopher Aaron Siratt of Antioch community left this world on September 30, 2010. He was born to Earnest John "Johnny" Siratt and Debbie Ruth Siratt (nee Fuller) on April 12, 1989. Chris was a special son, brother, grandson, and friend. He is survived by his parents; his beloved friend and brother, John Vernon Siratt; grandparents, Mary E. Siratt and Vernon and Ruth Fuller; numerous aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends who loved him greatly and will miss him. Chris attended school at Malvern where he participated in choir. He graduated with honors in the Class of 2007. He loved singing, mathematics, and writing. Chris was a compassionate person with a huge heart who always sought and offered unconditional love. He was the first to help when able, even before asked. During the last months of his life he devoted much time to helping his grandparents as they recovered from his grandfather's illness. Chris is preceeded in death by his grandfather, Earnest John "Pete" Siratt, and his uncle Harold Eugene "Gene" Dater. He was known to his family and a family of friends as a gentle soul, always lending an open heart, a listening ear, and a shoulder to lean on. Chris was very loyal to those in his life. He was a unique soul who wanted to be loved for who he was without compromising himself, his feelings, or ideas. He carried in his heart a tremendous love of animals especially his cats, Kitty, Lucky, Tabby, Minerva, and Loco, and Sally the dog. He also cherished the children in his life, devoting time and showing them love, guidance, and patience in all that they did together. Visitation was Monday, October 4th from 5pm to 8pm at Regency Funeral HOme. Services were Tuesday, October 5th at 10am with graveside services following at Upper Antioch Cemetary. The family requests any memorial donations be made to the local Humane Society in Chris's name to honor his love of animals.

2: Christopher Aaron Siratt came into our lives late in the evening on April 12th, 1989. His birth was a miracle to a family that didn't think it could be blessed with another child. His early years were filled with sickness, but his smile wouldn't fade. Family, friends, church, and pets filled his early years. He was a loving and trusting child. As he grew, so did his interests in computers, mathematics, literature, and choir. His body and mind matured, his heart stayed open and loving. Chris was always ready and willing to lend a hleping hand or protect those in need. The man he became believed that truth could be found through knowledge and insight. He believed that truth transcended facts on a page, that they were transformed by the miracle of human perception into something far more than the sum of experiments and observations. Even though he was surrounded by loving friends and family, Chris's search for purpose was lonely. He desired a true companion and a family of his own. He needed for a soul mate to grant him unconditional love and acceptance -- a partner that would take him for exactly what he was -- a calling that would utilize his skills and interests -- a purpose in life that would fulfill him. While searching, he made his share of mistakes, but he continued to love. He has left this world for another, and so today we say goodbye to: A son A brother A g10randson A nephew A cousin A friend A confidante A protector And an inspiration We say goodbye to Christopher Aaron Siratt, a man of large body, large mind, large heart, and large heartbreak. | MEMORIES Ipsemet – In Latin it means, “his very own self” I remember the little boy that always smiled. The one that always had to ask mom if the stories I told him were true. “Momma, does bubba have other brothers out in the woods?” “Momma, is that a nuclear bomb?” I remember the boy that always swore he saw Bigfoot running down the driveway. I remember the little boy who wouldn't hunt, and the young man who rushed into traffic to save a kitten. IPSEMET I remember the fear and concern in his eyes when I woke up in a hospital bed from my own mistakes. The feeling I had let him down and not wanting to do that again. All the games we played together, all the long talks we had. My impatience, his hurt My love and his love. IPSEMET I remember our differences, but they pale in comparison to all that we shared. He will no longer be around for me to relive an old memory, test out a new idea, or just enjoy his company. I remember his pain and his frustration. But even more I remember his poems, his stories, his programs, his math, and his dreams. I remember his love. Ipsemet was the name he used so often online for his work and friendships. It is fitting. But to me, he will always be Christopher Aaron, my baby brother. NON DUCOR DUCO

3: Contemplation | The priceless smile

12: Just taking a moment to relax | Shining

13: letting his voice be heard! | beautiful Smile, Beautiful friend.

14: Beauty-ah!-A lovely thing, it is a gift that angels bring. Blessed few have that gift, blessed few are sweet and swift. Do you know of a blessed one, who has the gift of the golden sun? Whose beauty glistens bright and fair, whose beauty goes from foot to hair?

15: To live, to live, life so sweet, To live, to live, for us to meet, To live, to live, was a treat. \To love, to love, is so grand, To love, to love, hand in hand, To love, to love, in this land. \To live a life of love, With you, my beautiful dove, A loving life, a living love, With you, my love, Would be so sweet, Would be so grand, To live a loving life in this land. | Hope is something we all need, It keeps us all alive. Without hope, every pain, Would cut like a knife. \Hope is the food, That we eat every day. Hope is the water, That we drink every day. \Hope is essential, Hope is very real. Hope is what is needed, Hope is what I feel.

16: Goofy | Proud

17: Many Looks, All Very much Chris.

18: Brother Son

19: Friend

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