Holladay, Utah –
Chris David Horsley passed peacefully at home on May 30, 2022.
He was born to Gordon Horsley and Shirley Townsend Horsley on January 6, 1955.
He was a big brother to Julie (Keith) Pugmire and Scott (Tracy) Horsley and his half sister, Jen Garner (Dave) Hall.
Chris was preceded in death by an older brother, Jimmy Horsley, and his first wife Linda Larson.
Chris lived large and laughed easily. He often said he was never bored. He modified many tools, created faces out of random objects, and accumulated. Motor cycles, Tools, Rubber bands, Twist ties… Everything. He was the self proclaimed King of the Pack Rats.
Chris coached Little League, some of his favorite years.
Chris loved being loved by the Brewer family.
Chris had a deep love of music, “anything with a bass”. His greatest passion was Blues. He was a proud member of the Utah Blues Society. Please consider attending the Utah Blues Society Festival, June 10 and 11 at the Gallivan Center in his honor. http://www.utahbluesfest.org/
Chris also loved Harley Davidsons, sports, and his close friends – David Aguirre, Jim Leppard, Brett Hardy, Don Childs, Danny Rice and Ryan Halford.
He leaves behind his wife, Sue, his step children Mandy and Aleta and his dogs, Tondo and Lola.
Chris and Sue are very grateful for staff on the 12th floor at IMC and for Inspiration Hospice.
A memorial wake will be held at a later date.
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Life Story Info
Mar 31, 1959
Chris was cuz to my Husband David H. d.2005. l Those 2 were cut out of the same cloth. They lived large, laughed heartily & made people feel good. Helped folks while battling inner demons. Truly one of a kind (& I'll miss that beard!)
Chris was a good friend in high school, I was I had kept in touch. It’s hard to think he is gone.
Mr procrastinator. Chris was the ultimate storyteller. Whether it was true or bullshit he could have us sitting on the edge of our chairs waiting to hear the ending. The only person I ever knew that could make a motorcycle dance as he was riding. My first tequila shooter, Chris got the shot glass ready, the lemon, then he licked my hand, poured the salt all over me, and coached or pushed me into finishing it. I think he would have held my mouth open if I hadn’t done it voluntarily. The only think I wouldn’t or couldn’t was drink the bottle and make bubbles. If Chris loved you, you knew it..the proof is in all the photos of Chris and Brett kissing on the mouth.
Chris, I know you came to say goodbye that morning. I felt you sit on the bed. I moved over to make room for you. I had just fallen back to sleep when Sue called.
Thanks for the memories, over 40 years for me, and over 55 for Brett.
We love you. Stop by anytime your always welcome
We are blessed with the time we have.
From meeting my brother in our 7th grade Spanish class to a hug and kiss a few days before his departure I loved this man.
We couldn’t have been more dissimilar, at the same time as being identical. God Bless!
But brother, don’t resist when you are welcomed home with an embrace. Until we meet again. Your brother, Dave