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Christopher Andrew Starz
July 20, 1983—March 26, 2006
In memory of Chris, the Starz family has established the Christopher
Starz Leadership Memorial Fund as part of the Camp
Nicolet Foundation. These funds will be used to continue
Chris' dream of providing youth from all walks of life the opportunity
to grow and develop through outdoor challenge and adventure programs.
Contributions to Chris' memorial are tax-deductable and can be addressed
to:
The Christopher Starz Leadership Memorial
Camp Nicolet Foundation
P.O. Box 1359
Eagle River, WI 54521
You can also email us at foundation@campnicolet.com or visit

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Some spirits are not meant to grow old. I will remain eternally
youthful.
Chris was born on July 20, 1983 in Woodruff, Wisconsin and attended
the Eagle River Grade and Middle Schools. He was a 2001 graduate
of Wayland Academy in Beaver Dam, Wisconsin and received his BA Degree
with Dean's List Honors in English from Colby College, Waterville,
Maine in May of 2005. He also studied Native American Literature
for two semesters at Fort Lewis College in Durango, CO.
At an early age Chris was involved with his family's sport of sled
dog racing and won numerous Junior State Championships, as well as
the Klondike Days World Oval Championships. At age nine he was featured
on the children's television program Get Real.
An avid athlete, Chris played on local soccer teams, and at Olympic
Development and collegiate levels. At 16, he was a People to People
Sports Ambassador and represented the USA in tournaments in Holland
and Germany. He received several MVPs at Wayland for both soccer
and alpine skiing, and as captain, twice led the ski team to the
state level. In 2004 Chris founded Northpoint Wakeboard and Water
Ski School and was a rated USA Water Ski Level 2 Coach. He was the
state Wakeboard Coordinator for the Wisconsin Water Ski Federation
and represented the Northeast Conference and Colby College in the
2004 Collegiate National Championships. He also competed in the 2005
American Wakeboard Association National Championships and was invited
to judge the Collegiate Extreme and Pan American Championships in
Orlando, FL.
His hobbies included playing lead guitar and vocal in his college
band "Ditka and the Hurricanes," freestyle and powder skiing, mountain
biking, rock and ice climbing, photography, wilderness camping and
creative writing. Chris lived and worked as a ski technician in Park
City, Utah the winter of ‘06. He held his Avalanche 1, Wilderness
First Responder, and Advanced Open Water scuba certifications and
revered his time spent in the mountains and on the water.
"I have learned through my wilderness opportunities that there are many
other experiences and personal accomplishments that should be recognized after
an adventure has ended. It is important to remember and utilize those skills
throughout life. I feel that under proper leadership, skills learned in the
wilderness can far outweigh any of those learned in a classroom setting. It is
my goal to impart the appropriate knowledge and leadership necessary to provide
kids with this type of invaluable experience." Chris Starz 2005
One of the Mad Ones
Colby magazine, Summer 2006
In my 23 years, I’ve been lucky enough to know
some incredible people, both at Colby and elsewhere, people whose
lives inspired me to make mine more meaningful. In On the Road, Jack
Kerouac writes, "The only people for me are the mad ones… who
never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, burn
like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across
the stars…"
When I first read On the Road I was living with Chris Starz ’05
and a few other ambling souls in a cheap apartment in Durango, Colorado.
I was out there for a Jan Plan, doing a dubious internship in the
restaurant business while climbing and skiing as much as possible.
Chris was spending the spring semester away from Colby, enrolled
at Fort Lewis College to pursue his interest in Native American Literature.
Raised on his family’s summer camp in the woods of Wisconsin, Chris
was the child of the forest that I, a suburban kid from Connecticut,
had always wanted to be.
We spent that month together, with Chris’s high school roommate and
best friend, Dan, exploring the canyons and hills. Over that month,
I came to better understand the complex character of my quiet friend.
Newly arrived at Colby, I sat in Lorimer Chapel and listened to President
Bro Adams recite the impressive accomplishments of my new classmates.
One had written speeches for a U.S. senator, others were valedictorians,
and one had won a sled dog race. A few months later I found out the
dogsledder was my friend Chris.
Over the next four years I watched my friend grow and achieve. Chris
would turn out to also be an incredible skier (he won a freestyle
competition in Park City, Utah, shortly before he died), a self-taught,
virtuoso guitar player, a professional wakeboarding competitor, and
a loyal friend.
Chris was the kind of person who wasn't’t just good at everything
he did, he was amazing. He would score highlight-reel intramural
soccer
goals, learn songs on the guitar by ear after hearing them once,
do back flips on skis and a wakeboard, write A-plus papers in a single
sitting, cook elaborate feasts, and score breathtaking touchdowns
in pickup football games.
For all his musical and athletic feats, Chris never liked to talk
about himself or what he had done. His modesty was confounding at
times and always admirable.
In March, a few days after the car crash on I-80 in Wyoming that
took Chris’s life, his family and a few of his friends gathered for
a brief memorial in Rawlins, Wyoming. We recounted memories of Chris
and recalled what he’s meant to us as a friend, son, or brother.
The recurring theme was Chris’ almost maniacal enthusiasm for life.
He lived every moment as if it would be the basis for his soul’s
eternal judgment, though the only person he was ever out to impress
was himself.
At the service and the ensuing dinner and party in his honor, we
all agreed that the best way to honor Chris would be to try and live
the way he did. Rather than talking about a goal, we would pursue
and achieve it with unflagging perseverance, wild enthusiasm, and
devastating style.
The only people for me are the mad ones — and Chris was as mad as
they come.
Andy Orr, Colby ‘05
West Hartford, Connecticut
"I’m feeling high, high on life.
Just about as high as those Northern Lights.
We’re living fast man, and we’re dying young.
If we’re gonna get through this world
We gotta have a little fun."
We’re Big in Europe lyrics by Chris Starz 2005 |
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