Christopher Michael Driskell
October 13, 1977 ~ November 26, 2023
Born in:
Webster, Texas
Resided in:
Bryan, Texas
Chris Driskell was born in Houston, Texas on October 13th, 1977 to Michael and Beverly Driskell. He has two sisters, Heather and Ashley, who call him Bubby and have always known that he is the favorite one. Throughout his childhood he enjoyed various family activities like boating, water-skiing, and teaming up with older sister Heather in convincing Ashley she was adopted. She isn’t… that she knows of.
He spent his formative years living in Kaneohe, Hawaii where he developed his love for sun, sand, warm weather, reggae music, spam musubi and dried cuttlefish (a smell sure to evacuate any room immediately upon entering).
Next he hit the Grunge scene in the height of the 90’s living in the outskirts of Seattle, Washington where he expanded his tastes and talents to include Nirvana, flannel, skateboarding, and horticulture. Thus creating the hippie beach bum we all know and love. After a short stint in California, he ended up in College Station, Texas where he would build a life surrounded by great friends and family.
He spent his young adulthood in food service before learning tile-work from the best of the best, his dad, thus beginning his lifelong career in construction. When cancer started showing symptoms, but before he was diagnosed, Chris joined his wife, Rachel, in her wedding photography business where he showed off his eye for composition and his handiwork with a drone. When symptoms made work unbearable, Chris became a stay at home dad, a dream for him, and started a business making oils, tinctures, and soaps which his little sister affectionately named Bro’s Apothecary, a nod to a favorite tv show. This business instead became a very expensive hobby because he was so excited to give out his hippie potions to anyone in need… for free.
Chris was diagnosed with a very rare brain cancer in May of 2021, when Doctor’s finally took him seriously, and began his fight. Chris, just like his mom, believes in a holistic approach to healing and together they spent hours researching the best alternative therapies for brain cancer. Chris received radiation, and also attended a holistic healing center in Mexico, and had a strict daily regimen of healthy eating, supplement taking, and oil rubbing. He outlived everyone’s expectations and we can only assume it is from the way he cared for his body as he fought.
Chris collected children and ended up with 6 in total. He was the best dad and bonus dad anyone could ask for. He loved spending meaningful time with his kids, resulting in his well rounded repertoire of shared hobbies such as video games and dirt bikes with Harrison, exploring Astrological signs with Topanga, going on daddy-daughter dates and watching Christmas movies with Kennedy, video games and baseball with Blake, meaningful conversations in car rides with Reagan, and after school restaurant outings with Matti where “he always asked about her boring school life”. He spent 16 years loving and raising kids with his wife, Rachel, and they had hoped to finish out their days together as old, wrinkled hippies in Hawaii. In addition to spending time with his family, he was always down to have a beer and watch HGTV, play party games, or relax on the water.
Chris’ ashes will be divided among his family members to be scattered in a place that reminds them of him… basically giving everyone an excuse to go to Hawaii.
Chris is survived by his parents, Michael and Beverly Driskell, his two sisters, Heather Langford and Ashley Hapoff, many nieces and nephews, his wife Rachel Driskell, and his children and bonus children Blake, Topanga, Reagan, Mattison, Kennedy, and Harrison.
Chris had a huge heart, a sweet smile, a goofy laugh, and open arms. He had such a calming presence about him which earned him so many wonderful friendships. He gave so much love, light, and grace to those he spent time with, and we hope to have his legacy live on by taking that piece of him and sharing it with others. He loved Jesus and lived like he did. His faith secures him a spot in heaven and he will gladly save you a cloud seat next to him.
Until we see you again, shaka brah.
Services
Celebration of Life Tribute: December 11, 2023 2:00 pm
Room: Bluebonnet Chapel
Callaway-Jones Funeral Home & Cremation Center
3001 S College Ave
Bryan, TX 77801
979-822-3717
https://callawayjones.com
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The way Chris looked at Rachel was mesmerizing and made everyone want to be like them ❤️
Chris will always loved and will never be forgotten
Thank you Geesaman family. You were right about all you said. A profound loss
Thank you, Rachel, we appreciate it.
Jan, what a nice remembrance. He did love to read the Bible, and compare different versions. I can’t wait to see and hold him again! ❤️
So very sorry for your loss.
Thank you, Jacquie
Priscilla, thank you for sharing that memory. I am glad you had ones there with you who could share your happy occasion during those difficult times.
Love you and miss you Chris ❤️
Trey, thank you for that beautiful tribute. Chris’s Dad taught him all the flooring and tile installation he knew along with other young men, i.e. Jeremiah Ponce, etc. His Dad was very happy that he could teach so many young men a trade so that they could earn a decent living, and is glad Chris passed that down.
I am glad you got to see him recently.
Chris’s mom
Beverly Driskell
Thank you Barry. He was like his Dad in that.
I appreciate your sentiments
Thank you for your kind words, Ashley
I don’t have words to express how I feel. How can one express what a parent goes through when losing a child, no matter their age. As a mother, you start with remembering when they were born then go week by week, month by month, year by year through their life with you. I only remember the good. He came into this world very quietly, not crying, and with an inquisitive demeanor, looking all around, like he was trying to figure out where he was and what had just happened. So precious. he was always a quiet, kind, sweet and sensitive child. He loved puppies and swimming in our pool. While still crawling he would travel up the stairs and he developed a system of coming down them feet first on his tummy and was so fast it was like he was on a slide. He loved being without a diaper (and later when a toddler, without underwear) and would stand in the window watching to catch a glimpse of the garbage truck because he wanted to be a garbage man when he grew up 🙂 We went to Disneyworld usually 2 times a year and he loved Figment from Imagination. He loved trains, the beach, snow sking, boating every weekend in Hawaii with his dad, and water skiing. After moving to Seattle he took up kayaking and hiking. He loved the outdoors. But he wasn’t a daredevel, he remained cautious and loved nature. He loved Hawaiian music, reggae, Jimmy Buffet and more. Actually he loved most kinds of music,even as a kid he was an “old soul”. When he was 9 years old he said he wanted to move to Japan (his best friend in school was from Japan) and he wanted to have 12 children. That last one got revised a little.
Eventually he stopped wanting to drive a garbage truck and wanted to be a landscaper, then later got into herbs and want to be a Master herbalist. I guess you could say he loved all the things God put on this earth for man’s enjoyment.
He loved God, his family, his sisters, his momma and dad. And we all loved and continue to love him. We always will. See you in Paradise, my baby boy. I think this song sums up Chris’s life beautifully:
I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and for you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, “How do you do?”
They’re really saying
“I love you”
I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more
Than I’ll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Love you mom ❤️
Ashley
❤️
Chris and I became friends when I did not know I needed a friend like him. Accepting, caring, and unassuming about me, my family and our situation.
He informed so much of who I would become in my 2nd marriage, how I would parent my biological kids and how to take new kids into my life that were not my own.
Chris helped me change my views about people and my personal perspectives about life without saying a single word. He lived as authentically as anyone I have ever known.
I wish we would have remained close though out all the years but I do know his purpose in our “closer” years … he helped grow me into a better man.
❤️ aww Albert he would love to know that
Albert, what a sweet and living tribute to our son. I am so happy that he helped you and I am positive he would be so happy to know that also.
Thank you so much for sharing that information.
Chris’s parents,
Mike and Beverly Driskell
My condolences and Agape to the Driskell family. For a good long while, Chris was like the older brother I always wanted. I’ll always remember him as the man that turned me on to Jimmy Buffett and Dave Matthews, and also the target every man should strive to hit as far as being a dad. He made me want to be a better dad. When I was 16 waiting for him to go to work inside his house, he’d be up and running around the house taking care of his newborn baby girl, Topanga. Putting her in her swing. Warming up the baby bottle and making sure it wasn’t too hot. Putting on classical music for her. Getting the baby bag ready for the day. And he did all this while his wife at the time was sound asleep. It was magical to watch and I learned a lot about what it means to be a dad. Little did I know that he’d eventually make a softball team with his kids lol. 6 kids. They all loved him so much. It was clear every time I saw him with any of his kids. I was also so happy when he found Rachel. A woman he was crazy about, and that loved and appreciated him for who he was. When they first got together Rachel was all he ever talked about. He was like a teenager again.
Rest easy big man. The footprints you left behind on our hearts will be with us forever. Agape.
Dear Cole,
What sweet and kind memories you have of Chris. I am so glad he was a brother figure to you.
You are right, Chris loved children and, maybe less known, he loved the elderly. I always felt blessed knowing that I had a son who would would love me when I grew old.
Well, life interferes. But Mike and I look forward to seeing Chris again, all well and healthy and enjoying everything Jehovah created for mankind to enjoy here on earth. Revelation 21:4 says that there will be no more pain, sorrow, tears, or death, the former things have passed away.
Thank you, Cole