Birth date: Sep 8, 1977 Death date: May 21, 2018
Christopher Ritchey Wallace, age 40 of Lewes, DE formerly of Centreville, VA, passed away after a long battle with illness on Monday, May 21, 2018. He was born on September 8, 1977 in Trenton, NJ, son of Robert and Pamela Wallace. Read Obituary
Dear Bob, Scotty, and Andrew, Our thoughts have been with you lately, and we just want you to know how sad we were to hear of this news of Chris. Your hearts are breaking I'm sure. Just know we are thinking of you and hope that the memories will sustain you. So hard to accept an unexpected loss. God Bless you as you walk this journey. Our love to you. Pam will now "take over"
Linda and Dave Boyer
“Mr. Pam Wallace”, Scott, and Andrew,
We are so sorry for your loss. Chris was always such a kind person to our Sarah. He had a truly kind heart. You all are in our thoughts and prayers. The Worshams
Christopher Richie Wallace will forever live on in all of our hearts with his infectious smile that could light up a room and bring you out of your funk with terms like what are you doing or con man what a great man he was he will be sorely missed
My thoughts and prayers go out to Bob, Scott and Andrew. Chris had a big heart. Even though I had not seen him for a while, I will always remember his smile. Know that he is at peace and with Pami.
Emily
Been a long time since I saw him..probably 13 years..he came down to my house and helped me rip off my old roof and put on new shingles..hard working dude. We had so many nights together with all our friends. Most nights ended with some excitement..a lot of Clifton memories and fast vehicles. I'm sorry the demons won but I truly hope you're able to rest easy and maybe take the T.Tops off the camaro. I will always remember the good things about you. RIP buddy.
It feels like yesterday ( 20 years ago) that Bronco was picking us up to go do something fun. :) I still hear the gruff way he said my name and asked “what are you doing” in the same gruff manor. One thing I had in common with him was he talked about the ghosts of Clifton with me!! Something that fascinated both of us. Chris was always available if any one of his friends needed him, he never let us down. It has been some time since I have seen him but I think of him fondly and hope he has found peace.
I am so sad to hear about this, Chris.
He was my body guard growing up. Whether he was walking me the mile to my house from the Clifton bus stop through the woods, tinkering on my struggling firebird, terrifying me on the back of dirt bikes and motorcycles, or threatening to beat up any boy who was mean to me, I always knew I had a great buddy I could count on. Though many people thought he was tough, he was truly a teddy bear on the inside. I’ll always remember our hangouts upstairs in the barn, playing basketball at Clifton park and his unique and distinctive laugh. Too many years have gone by since we last caught up and I’m sad that I wont be able to hear that gruff, “J9. What. Are. You. Doing!” ever again. Life is too short and friends are truly priceless and irreplaceable. I hope you are at peace, my old friend.
Although I haven't seen Chris in some time, I can still hear his laugh in my head like it was yesterday. Chris was always there, when hanging out, growing up. From shuttling everyone home after school, to just hanging out around a camp fire. He loved to be with his friends, and he would help them if asked.
we knew Chris since he was a little boy. After he grew up and developed his own business, we relied upon him to assist us keeping our 120+-year-old roof from leaking. He also placed a new roof on our local Masonic Lodge, which has been in place now for 10 years and looks as good today as it did when installed. Chris always was available to help those who needed it, and we will remember his generous spirit.
