His wit was dry. Always. He had a joke for most anything. Otherwise quiet and most not the one in the group expected of shenanigans, Chris was the one to watch in our youth group.
I gotta admit any time I can use the word shenanigans in a sentence my insides do a happy dance.
He was the one who's make things interesting whilst we other students sat and listened to the teacher drone on about the bible character's character we should live up to in our own lives. For the next many years Chris and I would spend many hours together at a time. We'd see movies, hang at coffee houses and discuss the movies and take classes in college about movies. Chris was AND IS a movie nut. An aficionado. A connoisseur. He is also a collector of movie posters. Remember that movie Return of the Jedi? Yeah, you know. The sixth movie that came out third in the order of releases? Dear god to this day that is so confusing for me to try and tell someone who hasn't seen the movies.
Anyway, that sixth move was originally to be titled "Revenge of the Jedi."
If you watch the television show, "The Goldbergs" on ABC you can see that poster in the main character's bedroom.
Chris has one too.
He has an advance one sheet (fancy way of saying poster) of Pulp Fiction.
He has, well, he has a lot of freakin' movie posters.
Last year was a tough one for Chris. Like many in my hometown, he lost his job at the grocery store chain. Another sad story of corporate America making a decision on paper without any concern for the several hundred families who'd be left in the cold on a January day.
Chris and I started talking more after that.
I called him this morning and it was exactly the kind of conversation one hopes to have with a long time friend.
You know the kind. One that hits all the right notes and leaves each person hanging up with a felling of equal parts comforted and able to comfort.
So tonight, this January evening, somewhere round the time Dillon's did the opposite, I give my #thisiscrazylove2016 to Chris Hansen.