This was given to me and I'm not sure who wrote it, but I fell in love with it  / Mom
When somebody dies, a cloud turns into an ANGEL and flies up to tell GOD to put another flower on a pillow. A bird gives the message back to the world and sings a silent prayer that makes the rain cry. People disappear, but they never really go away. The spirits up there put the sun to bed, wake up the grass and spin the earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you can see them dancing in a cloud durning the daytime when they're supposed to be sleeping. They paint the rainbows and also the sunsets and make waves splash and tug at the tide. They toss shooting stars and listen to wishes. And when they sing wind songs, they whisper to us, "DON'T MISS ME TOO MUCH. THE VIEW IS NICE, AND I'M DOING JUST FINE. Close

How will our hearts ever mend  / Mom (mom)
Dear Chris, Like everyone, I wake daily and look to your picture and the reality comes crashing down like a tidal wave that just won't end. How could we have known you would leave us so soon. Jesse, Shelby, Kaylee are doing well. Jesse is going to be driving this summer, so please keep your arms around her and keep her safe. Shelby will be 13 in a few days and Kaylee misses you so much. Chris we all do. I would give everything I have to have just one hour more with you to be sure you knew how very much we all love you. Elie is 7 mos. old now and is so beautiful. You would have loved her so much, but I know you see her and are watching over to keep her safe too.
I know we will never know what really happened on that terrible morning. I can only pray you didn't suffer. Even though I know you said you weren't a believer, I have always felt God took you in and made you an angel. I hope that when the person responsible for your death leaves this earth, God will deal with them severly.
Chris you are in our thoughts everyday and I know we will be together again one day. My heart aches for just one more smile and hug. Always know we all love you very much.
Till we see you again...My heart will have a part missing that will never be replaced. Love mom Close

MC / Ted (friend)
MC usually stands for Master of Ceremonies
A term used in our profession,
But life has a way of teaching us
and I've learned a brand new lesson
10 years ago I met a man
full of energy and bliss
And I decided to be like him
I wanted to be a little Chris.So under Chris I trained
Till I was good enough to go
Make sure those people have a good time
Because you're the MC on this show
MC, be on time and act the part, each gig is a little test
No chewing gum, no facial hair, You've got to look your best.
But Chris was always changing his 'do'
whether it was bleach blonde or full of curls
He's tell me MC one thing is for certain
I LOVE MY THREE LITTLE GIRLS.
Clean your room up, do your homework
I'm on the computer so please don't touch
But Jesse, Shelby and Kaylee
You know your dad loved you so much.
and what about Crystal, A wedding in the plan
and I found out on Monday night
that MC was to be the Best Man.
And to the guys from ASTRO, Chris was excited to be back
He was working with the guys he cared about
His life was on the right track.
If Chris wre here right now
He'd say MC this party needs some fixin
He'd grab the mic, pump up the bass and start a little mixin
He'd look out at the crowd and what would he see
A lot of people and a lot of tears
MC I know what these people need
Hey bartender how 'bout some beers
To all of the family and friends
tough days we've been put through
But just because he isn't here
doen't mean Chris isn't part of you.
Christopher Paul Calswell is not here tonight
and there will never be another
MC has lost his bestest friend and
he's lost his chosen brother.
Chris I know you're out there
You left us without a hug or a kiss
But your legacy lives on in me
MC, I'm mini Chris

This was written and read at the menorial service by his dear friend Ted
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Chris is with God.  / Jean Studdard (friend)

Thank you for including me in this tribute to Chris.  I knew him as a little boy and later as a young man.  He was so cute, and later, grew up to be a hamdsome man.  He was too young to be called away, but God  called Chris to be with Him in a better place.  God bless all who Chris left behind.

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A poem I love from Chicken Soup for the Preteen Soul II  / Kaylee Caldwell (daughter)

I cannot hear your laughter
I cannot see your smile .
I wish we could talk again
If only for a while.
I know you're watching over me
Seeing everything I do.
And though you'll always be with me
I will always be missing you.
You taught me that life is much too short
And at any time could end.
But know that no matter where you are
You will always be my friend.
And when it's time for me to go
You'll be there to show me the way
I wish that you could still be here
But I'll see you again someday.

Rachel Punches, seventeen.

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I miss my friend  / Marc Youngblood (Shipmate/Roommate/Go--dFather to Jessica )
I met Chris during my time in the Navy. When I was discharged, I was reluctant to return home to California as I was in a relationship that I couldn't just up and leave. Chris took me in and I was his roommate and close friend while he honed his DJ career. He was obviously very talented, very personable, and I can't ever recall Chris thinking of himself before others. He was truly selfless and he attracted people with his endearing smile.

I'm embarrassed about my performance as his first daughter's Godfather. Since returning to California, losing touch happened all too easily and I hate myself for not keeping contact with my friend and his family...

I find it difficult to continue talking about my friend who is no longer with us. I miss him terribly and I ache for him and for the loss that his family has suffered. I couldn't begin to imagine the lack of closure his family must feel.

Jessica... my Goddaughter... if you find yourself reading this. Please contact me. I refuse to lose contact with the only part of my friend that is left. Chris was a good man and I loved him as my brother.

I'm truly sorry for your loss and please accept my belated condolences for receiving this dreadful news so late. I miss my friend.

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