Christine Ashworth

Chris, lived across the street from me and I remember several afternoons spent talking about life while sitting under this big russian olive tree that they had in their year. We kind of grew up together as the kind of freinds that while not ever intrested in one another we could just talk about anything. During our time in High School we both chose different groups to hang with me with those on the track team and she had her own girl freinds that she spent time with. Over time we drifted apart. Later after returning home from Hawaii, I was visiting my mother and she told me that after Christy's mother and father passed they left the house to her and she was back living across the street from my mother. I was sadden to learn of her passing.