Christopher Brian Blazier

Passed away on December 25, 2012

Christopher Brian Blazier was born March 29 th, 1968 and went home to the Lord on Christmas day 2012 as the result of a heart attack. For me, his mother, it was a fitting day considering Brian came to know Jesus at an early age and would consider it an honor to have his death on the day that Christians celebrate eternal life.

Brian would be the first to admit to having a troubled soul, but before that he would want tell the things he loved: Fishing, camping, riding a train to Oregon and living in the wilderness for months. I sometimes think he was born in the wrong century for he would have been a great Mountain Man, singing and playing his guitar.

He loved people from an early age and loved animals before he could walk. He knew no stranger and he loved his family, especially children. He delighted in babysitting Ronan, keegan, Cohen and Jeremiah Jr.

Brian could be kind to a fault and stubborn to the nth degree. He was so loved and will be missed by all who knew him. The peace we all seek, he now has thanks be to God.

Brian is survived by his parents parents Gary and Valerie Polega, his sister Andrea, brothers Bradley and Darrin, Aunts; Pam, Terri, Wilma, Ima, Joyce, Helen, Claudia, and Angela. Uncles; Larry P., Larry M., Dan, Allen, and Harry. Nieces; Gara, Bridget, Janelle, and Nichole. Nephews; Gary wayne, Jeremiah, Danny, Michael, Tim, Cohen, keegan, Jeremiah Jr., and Ronan. Great Aunts; Geniva and Juanita.


Christopher Brian Blazier

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Laurie Lo Tempio (Huddleston)

February 27, 2013

The miracle of Facebook. Sorry to have caught this too late. I was Brian's girlfriend in 1983. I wish the best to all Brian left behind. He looked true to himself throughout his life, from the posted pictures. God bless.

January 3, 2013

And now does thine omniscience
Delight in veracity
Whence thine eyes had blinded,
Thine heart then came to see

Suzanne, Sugar, Inky and Ziggy

January 3, 2013

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are carried wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces;
they give me comfort when I am sad.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

Brian, the memories with you are precious, and I will always hold them dearly.

Inspired by Lamaretta Simmons

Deidre Irving

January 3, 2013

Brian u will be missed you were a grate friend. You new how to make me smile. You and have good history together I love you y I miss you lots. You will always be missed