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Linda LaPointe posted a condolence
Thursday, May 19, 2022
May 2022
Chick, without you it has become harder to continue....we miss your smile, your laugh, your insight, your strength, your kindness, your drumming, and your passion for music. Your presence is felt each day, when we tell our stories, and remember the adventures during our 53 years of life together, then you come close. The poet Neruda explains this magic...
"As the rain of your fingertips falls,
As the rain of your bones falls
And as your laughter and marrow fall down----You come flying." We love you.
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Linda LaPointe posted a condolence
Sunday, February 14, 2021
It is Valentine's Day 2021
This picture still hangs on the wall in our dining room. Chick and I are at the Miami Pop Festival in 1968, with our best friend and photographer, Sudsy. As a musician, a talented 'drummer', Chick was ecstatic to watch many of his favorite groups.The photograph captures the joy and affection we felt at that moment; perhaps it was prophetic. "We liked being together, celebrating life, laughing, talking, and listening. The happiness of being there -- together was simply enough." You are missed so much. Love, Lin
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Sunday, February 14, 2021
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This picture still hangs near our dining room table. Chick and I at the Miami Pop Festival in 1968 with our best friend and photographer, Sudsy. It captures joy and affection we felt before we knew it; it may have been prophetic. “We liked being together, celebrating life, laughing, talking, listening. The joy of being there -- together was simply enough.” You are missed. Love, Lin.
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Vogeler Family posted a condolence
Monday, June 29, 2020
My deepest condolences to the Aitchison-LaPointe family. I love you all very much. I remember Chick Aitchison before I even knew what a memory was as a little kid. He was a great father who treated me like his own child. Years later, Chick spoke to me about Florida’s Frigatebird populations off the Pinellas coast or anything I would like to talk about as a young adult. I saw him playing music to large crowds often in downtown Gulfport or other places in town. I can say without a doubt in my mind that I am lucky to have met this man and his wonderful family. I remember him most all for being a great father to his two youngest sons, Aaron and Corin, and their sister, Danielle. There are far too few men in this world like Chick that I will always look up to and respect. That is Chick Aitchison. I will miss him. His sons and daughter carry on his great smile and his energy now. I will hug my loved ones and think of Chick’s humor, courage, and kindness forever.
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Bill Crook posted a condolence
Saturday, June 27, 2020
I met Chick in August 1975 when I went to work at Southern Industrial Supply. There were three people in the shop ; Chick, Bob and I. Chick and Bob were plastic fabricators and I was hired to bend pipe. Chick was the first to welcome me and tell me all was not lost. It was not an easy job to do but he did it. If I looked back at the shop I would usually see Chick keeping time on his jeans with plastic drumsticks to whatever was playing on the radio. If a song was playing and I did not know the artist Chick would tell me. He was a talented drummer as I found out when I watched him play with the Mad Beach Band at a bar/club in Indian Rocks. I remember visiting him once at his house. I do not remember the year. I have lived in Hillsborough County since 2005 so it has been a while. I do not think I made an impact on his life but he made one on mine. My biggest regret is not seeing him again which is what I always thought I would do. I would like to express my sincere sorrow for your loss. Flam paradiddle Chick.
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Monday, June 15, 2020
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There is a kind of rare and wonderful familiarity that you feel when you meet certain people for the first time, -Chick was one of those people. Perhaps it’s because I am the step-daughter of a Vietnam vet and the unspoken feelings that exist in families like ours. Maybe my comfort came from the fact that my birth father gave me my indigenous ancestry, or, like Dad, Chick lived under the unrelenting weight of diabetes for so long, -a weight I too, have carried for 45 years. Whether it was these intersections of our lives or something on a more sacred level, the small handful of moments I had the privilege of being in Chick’s company felt like coming home. It seemed as if so much was understood between us, our spouses, and our children, and that understanding required little explanation. There aren’t words for “good-bye” in Lakota, either, so I will say, “Caske, ake waciyakte…We will see each other again, Brother.”
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Gabriel Horn posted a condolence
Friday, June 12, 2020
This man, Chick Aitchison, the husband of my dear colleague, Linda, now journeys where the ancestors have gone and beyond what I know, and I am grieving such loss. But, Chick left me with no greater respect than a man can feel for another. It is with such respect that I write these words. Whenever I would look up at an audience I would be addressing over the years, and see Chick sitting somewhere among them, or even feel his presence, I would know that I not only had to be at my best, for he deserved nothing less, but should I need support, or perhaps protection, he was there. Or Linda was there. Or Chick and Linda were there together, and maybe even one of their loving and incredible children. They had my back. Never a better feeling going into battle, than knowing such brave hearts had my back. Chick’s presence, and theirs, empowered me to say the things that I felt I was invited to say, things that need to be said, that we must love and respect our Mother, the Earth. We must learn our history. We must evolve passed the horrors of war that weigh so heavily on each generation. That we must respect and care for the animals and trees, and plants, and one another. That we are in our hearts, the Indigenous people of this Earth. That Chick and Linda would be present at any of these presentations, filled me with a kind of love where I feared nothing, for they were the embodiment of those words. Several years ago, I was writing Motherless, and as I was trying to imagine an audience I was writing for, and so often Chick and Linda would be among those in my mind’s audience of readers. Sometimes I would write for them. I would create a chapter in Motherless for him, or share a lesson from a father or grandfather character that he would appreciate. I wrote so he could feel proud. Maybe, with the guidance of my own heart, I was hoping to find ways to express what was in his heart as well. And, oh man, Chick shared with my life companion Amy, not only the DNA of Indigenous people, but that insidious disease, that relentless monster, Diabetes, that has raked our people over. They shared an understanding for life and survival and a will to live that between them, never needed words to express, and a love and respect for one another, a love and respect that foreshadowed the one day, it did and would, with its cold indifference, debilitate them, but not without having to face the courage of the warrior heart, nor the warrior spirit. His spiritual presence as I believe, is all around, and the energy, the beautiful and loving energy of the beloved warrior, is now a part of the Earth’s energy, the Sky’s energy, the energy of the Great Mystery, and so I would say, we can draw strength in knowing that, and meet the challenges ahead, drawing power from our memories of him, and from the energy he poured back into the Mystery. For us who are still young and have more time on this Earth, and for those of us whose time is shorter, to find time to be humble and kind, to make time to love and cherish those around us, and like Chick, to try and use our time here on Mother Earth to live good lives, for our families, for the Earth, and for our People, and to leave our beloveds with all the power that our love can muster and give back or give voice while we are still in these bodies. Our legacy is what we leave behind, and Chick’s life companion Linda, his loving and bright children, and his new grandchild, his relatives, and friends, and the path he has walked shows that there is not a greater legacy. Not in my book. Not in any of my books. And, he will as long as I am able to write, or speak, be an essential part of the audience present in my mind that I am representing, and those I am writing for…. And if ever I become afraid, I can take a deep breath, think of him, and think of Linda, and I know they’ve got my back.
Gabriel Horn (White Deer of Autumn)
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Danielle Johnson-Kent posted a condolence
Friday, June 12, 2020
Chick was a wonderful father. His son Aaron and I were best friends in high school and I remember how much I loved going to thier home. Books and Jazz posters filled the house and I just thought Linda and Chick were the coolest.
My heart goes out to his family and loved ones.
I'm so glad I got to know you Chick.
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Jerrad McLeod posted a symbolic gesture
Thursday, June 11, 2020
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This mighty warrior was the kindest, most selfless and devoted father that I have ever had the pleasure to know. He was a man that more men should strive to be.
Rest in peace, Chick.
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Donna Griffin posted a condolence
Thursday, June 11, 2020
Chick was my neighbor for over forty years but I he was family to me and my family . He was always willing to help out when needed and I’ve never saw him angry at anyone. He was kind, gentle, and caring man. I also enjoyed listening to him practice his drums. A sound I will forever remember when I think of him. You were so love my me and my family Chick. Go fishing In heaven with Kenny ok!
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Jimmy Griswold posted a condolence
Thursday, June 11, 2020
One of my favorite guys ever... Love ya Chick ! See ya on the other side...
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Kathy DeBellis posted a condolence
Tuesday, June 9, 2020
My sincere condolences to Linda and family. I will have heartfelt memories of Chick as “the pizza man”. He made many people happy serving them sliced pizza on Friday nights feeding the hungry. His boxes of pizza piled high and he served each slice with a smile. God bless you, Chick. May your entrance into eternal life bring comfort to your family on earth. Sincerely, Kathy DeBellis (Maureen Apostolos’s friend)
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