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By: Gregory Crofton

Gregory Crofton — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 05:29:56 +0000

Great story Chris. You’re an excellent writer. I’m listening to Ride and thinking of college memories with you. You talking about music with an intensity that rivaled mine. Even though I haven’t seen you in years, you come back very quick. What comes back is the tight grip you kept on life. One that seemed to not let a moment pass without you shaking something good out of it. I also remember how genuine and kind your greetings were whenever we’d run into each other in Newark. Thanks for the art — music, writing,(I have not seen your paintings) — it helps.

By: Shoobopdoowop

Shoobopdoowop — Sat, 02 Aug 2008 17:10:48 +0000

Truly, this is a very tragic event. Not so much because another “artistic” person is dead on account of an involvement with illegal drugs. But much more because an intelligent, creative human individual has deprived themselves, and people who cared for or loved them, of the opportunity to share in a meaningful and productive life. Sure, it’s important to feel honest grief from a tragedy like this. But beyond that, it’s equally as important to understand something from it. The grief comes naturally and doesn’t take any particular ability, and it passes in time. But gleaning some sort of meaning from a tragedy takes a special effort. For me, the most important thing to understand is that no one can override the free will of another human being. Not even God can do that. Christopher Tucker made decisions with his own free will to do things in his life. And it happened to be a fact that one of his choices has a very very large potential to ultimately be fatal. No one else, no parent or relative or friend, made that fateful decision and forced it on Christopher. Nor did God.

By: grkgrl

grkgrl — Fri, 01 Aug 2008 15:01:43 +0000

Our paths briefly crossed several times through that fun mutual friend (jenO and jared) phenomena in which you feel as if you somehow end up magically connected to everyone in this city. Reading the beautiful comments of his “orphan family” and this short story makes me wish that I had the opportunity to know Christopher better. My heart goes out to all who love him.