I was lucky to have been fostered as a teen by Chris’s family. At just 9 years old, he was tall and lanky even then and was sweet, quiet and shy, kind and sensitive. I remember his troubles with the bullies at school that he towered over. We knew if he would just deliver one good blow, it would’ve put an end to his tormentors’ bad behaviour but being who he was, he couldn’t because he ‘didn’t want to hurt them’.

Over his lifetime, Chris consistently chose being compassionate over being right. Gentle giant really captures the essence of Chris. His kind heart and strong body made him a saviour of sorts. When movers for my retiring parents fell through on the morning of moving day, there was Chris (and David) to help. Another time, when I was up against a move-out deadline that I was never going to make, there was Chris, saving the day again.

We shared many fun times too as Chris would often join in my social gatherings. I have a vivid memory of him, with streamers wrapped all around him, leading a huge conga dance line at a salon anniversary party.

Chris found a niche and enjoyed good friends and interests. He made a real difference in the lives of many. He lived an unpretentious life with an authenticity, that we could all take a lesson from. Even even he battled his health troubles, he found ways to adapt with a quiet grit.

I saw less of Chris in recent years but we would message from time to time, including while he was last hospitalized.

I know how scared he was, yet was always hopeful. Far too short was Chris's life but the good person he was, will always be remembered.

Thank you Chris for the lessons and good memories.

Rest in peace brother

Love Jo-Anne ❤️

I know if he were here he’d listen to all these wonderful things being said about him and he'd tell us “awe, I’m not that special. Shove it up your bum with HAGGIS”. But he was one of the MOST kindest, generous, honest and authentic people I have ever met and I am truly blessed to have called him my dearest friend. I will miss his low, gravely voice and the way he can make any situation seem conquerable. I have a direct message thread between us that goes back 5 years! And I will never delete it. I never got to tell him how much he meant to me, how much light and goodness he brought into me and Max's life. He would have been a truly amazing father, and already was a amazing friend, love and rock. It’s not just about playing games, we established a community and a family. Rest with the angles, Cow, . Thank you for being my rock and I love you!!

Mindy Hester

(lil Strummer)

@Thecowlord my dear friend. Thank you for all the time we spend together. I remember the first day we meet like it was yesterday, it was on Kron's server. You took the contact by writing to me "Welcome to the server Boooh, if there's anything you need let me know" I thought you were American so i was really surprised by how kind you were! xD later i realized that you were Canadian and it all made more sense haha. Later that day we meet i spotted an Alpha Wyvern. I knew it was an rare one by reading the chat and so i called it out. In a matter of seconds you appeared, tranquilized it and stated taming it. In return you gave me a normal Wyvern, I was new to the game and on the "Pteranodon" stage so i was so happy! You invited me to you're tribe and ever since I've bin part of you're tribes! Cowlord thank you for all the kindness you have ever given me. I will take a part of you with me on the rest of my journey and call it mine! Safe a good spot for me in Valhalla Brother. there we will meet again! you're friend Casper (Boooh) Denmark.

RIP Christopher I will always lovingly know you as TheCowLord aka Cow. We've spent years together. I've spent more time with you than my real life friends a hundred times over. You weren't just an online friend. You were family. I'll always remember you. You were always there for me. Fly high buddy. No need for video games to do that now. I miss you so much.

One of my early memories of Chris was when he was about 3 or 4 and I was about 11 or so. I took him and his younger sister (~2 yrs old) for a walk out to show them the beaver dam in the bush behind our home. It was a fairly cold day and it ended up with both kids getting really cold, and me taking them back to the house after a too long walk for little kids. I remember Aunt Sharon being very cross with me - understandably so since I should have had them back at the house a lot sooner - but my judgement wasn't good (sorry Aunt Sharon!!!). But Chris was a little trooper, no complaints even though he was cold and helping me with his sister. And that's how I always remember him, a big heart, willing to pitch in and easy going.

That, and his love of Dr. Who.

Goodbye my dear cousin, may you rest in peace. You were loved dearly.

My thoughts and Prayers are With Sharon & Famil

Harry Patrick, Calgary, Alberta. I Pray God will be a Comfort to you all.