Chris Brauer Media Project [BLOG]

I think everybody can understand that we don't control our birth, that this is either the domain of divine creationism or genetic science, or maybe a combination. So each of us shares a common humanity with each other. It is but the twists and turns of fate that positions us to start our lives as infants in the arms of our lot in life. Each of us could be anyone else. Although idiosyncratic, it seems even more so when someone shares your name. Google notified me when the new pages were put up on the Internet including reference to 'Chris Brauer'.

It is with that in mind that I take a moment of silence for the passing of Christopher "Kit" Brauer in Black Hills, South Dakota near Rapid City. Quite majestically tragic Steve McQueen in a way, hurling off the highway into a tree at 6am on October 23, 2004, possibly fueled by a speeding car and alcohol.

It could have been me. But although I can handle myself on a mountain bike I'm not ready to teach spinning classes. That's another Chris Brauer. Thirteen years older but also a lover of outdoor adventures and tennis. Never met the man but have known him forever. He sounds like a beautiful guy. Rest in Peace. From one Chris Brauer to another.