Help Christopher's Family Recoup Funeral Costs

Hello,

My name is Angelina Carillo and I am the sister-in-law of Christopher Adams. On behalf of my family I am reaching out to you with a heavy heart to ask for your support during this incredibly difficult time. As I’m sure many who see this will already know, our beloved Chris recently passed away unexpectedly, leaving us shattered and struggling to cope with the immense emotional and financial burden of arranging a proper farewell.

Unfortunately, the cost of funeral services, and related expenses has placed a significant strain on our family's finances. As we grapple with grief, we are also faced with the daunting reality of trying to cover these costs. To add to the strain, family and friends were left questioning how and why Chris, a man given a recent clean bill of health was taken from us so suddenly and far too soon. The originally free autopsy fell through, leaving us to cover that cost as well.

This is why we are turning to our community for help. We are humbly asking for your support in raising funds to recoup what we’ve spent and what we still owe to give Chris the farewell he deserved. Your generous donations will go directly towards all funeral related expenses.

Every contribution, no matter how small, will make a difference and will be deeply appreciated by our family. Your kindness and generosity during this challenging time will not be forgotten, and we will forever be grateful for your support. We thank you from the bottom of our hearts for considering our plea and for standing by us during this dark and trying time.

To understand what kind of person Chris was, and to fully grasp the void his passing has left in all our hearts, I have provided his obituary below.

With sincere gratitude,

The Carillo Family

Christopher Adams, 55, passed away peacefully in his home March 13th, 2024. Born November 30th, 1968, to parents John and Patricia Adams, Chris was a lifelong resident of Morris, graduated from Wamogo Highschool and went on to complete a bachelor's degree in English at UCONN. He was an entrepreneur and aspiring content creator.

How does one go about describing someone like Chris? To say he was loved by his family and friends is surely an understatement, and to describe his love for them in return seems impossible. Generosity, positivity, empathy, kindness; there aren’t enough words in the dictionary to do him any justice, it seems. Regardless, the impact he made on this earth rivals that of history’s greatest heroes.

In 2020 Chris was diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer with a lamentably grim prognosis. But having far too many engagements (friends to visit, dogs to walk, hikes to take, pub trivia to attend, cats to cuddle, and comics to collect) he decided survival was the only course of action. After all, how would the already fat raccoons in his yard get their daily junk food fix? Certainly not from the garbage cans. Who would carry on the tradition of feeding homemade nectar to the hummingbirds he and his mother began so many years ago? And were his keys supposed to just misplace themselves? Upon whose clothes would his cats now generously deposit their discarded hair? Who would leave the accumulative list of to-dos continuously not done? No, dying simply wouldn’t do, and so Chris lived. And he lived fully, prosperously, unapologetically.

A fierce protector of all living things, his animal and human companions alike could rest easy knowing Chris was only a phone call away. Wherever there was trouble, wherever there was need, Chris would appear. It’s ironic considering the myriad comic book superheroes he cherished, he never realized he was one himself. If a lovingly tattered black coat counts as a cape and carrying everything but the kitchen sink in his cargo pant pockets is a suitable substitution for a utility belt, then consider him Batman.

When Chris wasn’t busy saving the world, he was sweetly savoring time with friends and family, reveling in the nourishment of nature, sharing stories of strength and inspiration on TikTok, and unashamedly spoiling his cats. And everyone else’s cats. And dogs. And whatever other four legged, eight legged, no legged, furry, feathery, scaley creature he could shower with love.

No doubt Chris’s passing has left an unfillable hole in our hearts. But we move forward, carrying with us the many ways in which he touched our lives. With every moment we choose to live life to its fullest, we honor his memory. It can be said with certainty that Chris would want us to be kind to each other, be kind to ourselves, be kind to animals, and find peace.