Chris Speasmaker
A celebration of the life of Chris Speasmaker will be held Saturday, September 4, 2021 at South Main Baptist Church, 4100 Main Street, Houston, TX, 77002 in the Westmoreland Chapel at 10:00am. Masks will be required for in person attendance. The church will graciously provide a webcast of the event; link to be provided later.
Christopher Ray Speasmaker left those he loved most and those who loved him on Monday, August 23, 2021. He was born on June 17, 1961 on the Zaragoza Air Base in Spain. His father, Philip William Speasmaker, served in the US Army 8th Air Corp during WWII and was stationed at Kimbolton, England as a B-17 air combat crew when he met and married Marion Dorothy Buxton from Tooting London. Chris was the fifth of 5 children born to the Speasmakers while serving across the globe and prior to retiring to Texas. Chris was raised in Waco, Texas and attended Baylor University where he graduated with a Bachelor of Science degree in Secondary Education in 1985. He met Lore Lagrone at Baylor while working for his father at the Baylor Bookstore. They shared a love of 10 cent bottled cokes in the breakroom, cats and Christmas among many other things. They married with a Christmas flair on Epiphany weekend, January 7, 1987 in Miller Chapel in the Tidwell Bible Building at Baylor. Chris & Lore found a new, more profound love they shared when they were blessed with the birth of two sons, Latham Buxton and Caleb Jeremiah.
Chris served in the United States Navy from 1988-1993. His final active-duty station was in Helicopter Anti-Submarine Squadron Light HSL-44 Mayport, FL as an Aviation Electronics Technician on SH-60 (Light Airborne Multi-Purpose System – LAMPS MK III.) Chris was out to sea for what seemed like most of their early marriage and his time in the Navy, including during the Persian Gulf War. Lore worried less about enemy fire than whatever sea creature or bird Chris was feeding off the back of the ship.
After being honorably discharged from the Navy, Chris & Lore returned to Texas where Chris attended Texas State Technical College where he studied Aircraft Pilot Training. It was located on the former James Connolly Air Force Base where his father had served, and close to where his, now retired, parents lived. Latham and Caleb got to see Oma & Opa (aka Grumpa) Speasmaker a lot. Dad took them to see Air Force One when it landed at TSTC when then President Bush was in the state. Chris became a Commercial Pilot and a Certified Flight Instructor, and taught students at TSTC from 1995-2001. He loved the teaching and the students; he loved landings at Easterwood Airfield in College Station as it was the right distance for training subjects with students that could be reviewed while eating at Freebirds at TAMU.
In 2002, Chris agreed (was persuaded? coerced?) to moving to Houston to be near Lore’s sister, Lisa. Together they built a house in Pearland in 2003, and Chris began his favorite role in life, at home Dad with all the trimmings – volunteer work in all things, particularly involving neighbors, children, and being a handyman. Our community is very diverse, and Chris seemed to be the neighbor all the elderly, immigrant grandparents felt comfortable talking to regardless of English proficiency.
In Pearland, Chris would ride bicycles with the boys to and from elementary school and assisted with PTA and school functions. For middle school and junior high years, he was the driver for last minute drop-offs, pick-ups, or forgotten items. During high school years, Chris built sets and managed props for theatre, helped with band functions, JROTC events, and supported Dawson football on the Eagle Crew.
As a family, the Speasmakers attended South Main Baptist Church in Houston where Chris participated in mission trips, taught 4th grade Sunday School and Boys on Mission, assisted with the Manna Ministry, Cookies and Carols, theatre productions, and bible school projects.
This period of his life included another passion – Boy Scouts. Chris served in Cub Scout Pack 446 from 2003 forward in multiple roles including Den Leader and Cubmaster. Once Latham crossed over to Boy Scouts, Chris too crossed over to work with Boy Scout Troop 414 in varied capacities over the years, including Scoutmaster. Chris worked hard with lots of young men over the years as they learned and developed. As a part of the troop, he mentored many boys, including his own two sons, to become Eagle Scouts.
Chris has always been the Pied Piper of Speasmaker, the fun uncle, the leader that yelled at you to do and not to do! He was a wealth of knowledge, both useful and unique, trivial and humorous, and the children around him over the years absorbed a lot – even when their parents might have preferred otherwise.
Chris was preceded in death by his father Phil, his mother Marion, his brother John Albert, and his brother William Joseph (Bill).
Chris is survived by many who loved him and who grieve that he is gone too soon: son Caleb Speasmaker; son Latham Speasmaker and his beautiful bride, Caroleena (Ortiz) and their soon-to-be-born daughter Catalina Lorena; Lore Lagrone and extended family; sister, Diane Lynn Speasmaker Dunn, and brother, Philip Arthur Speasmaker; many nephews, nieces, neighbors, friends, scouts, cats and dogs.
Chris will never meet in person the soon to arrive granddaughter that he was SO excited to know already! She will never meet him on this earth, but she will know him! It will take a lifetime to tell her all the stories about Grandpa Chris, but we will tell her all the many wonderful stories. His memory will be a blessing to her and to us all. Our prayer for her is that she will meet him one day in the presence of Jesus and know them both for herself.
Memorials should be made to the organization of your choice, but suggestions include (in no particular order) ASPCA, Keep Pearland Beautiful, to the Lone Star Flight Museum particularly to the maintenance of the B-17 Bomber there, and other organizations for the support of veterans, wildlife, children, and scouts.
Howdy Dad,
Each day it gets a little easier, but it’s still so hard to believe that you’re gone. I could never thank you enough for all the jokes, all the lessons, and all the motivation that you gave me over the years through school, cub scouts, Boy Scouts, band, choir, theater, church, college, marriage, and owning a house. I miss having you as a source of guidance and love when I’m frustrated and need help, but know that I have seen your lessons move through me to others and will especially be relevant when Catalina Lorena joins us very soon.
I wish you could be here to see your little Boo grow up calling you Kitty. I wish you would be here teaching her things like Monty Python and embarrassing stories of me before I think she’s ready for those things, but I know Caleb will be sure to meet that capacity as the mischievous uncle that you were to our cousins. We will never forget the lessons you taught us and the love you showed us, and I am eternally grateful that you got to share that same love with Caroleena and Catalina before you passed.
In the beautiful words of Jon Barker:
“Thank you for giving me life
Thank you for showing me good from bad
I guess I’m only really trying to say
Thank you for being my Dad”
Love you with all my heart dad
liilj “The Boy”
Hi Latham,
What beautiful words.
Love you lots.
Tia Lucha
Chris was one of the first, if not the very first person we met when we moved into the neighborhood some 15 odd years ago,
I was working in the oilfield and traveling throughout the world (Russia, Papua New Guinea, Saudi Arabia, Falkland Islands ) on a 35/35 day rotational basis and would leave my young son, new born daughter and wife to “fend” for themselves in our new home.
Thank God for Chris, I cannot tell you how many times he was called and asked about this or that or to look at this or that or how to do this or that while I was away.
It was comforting to know that while I was thousands of miles away, I knew that there was a dear neighbor and friend who had my families back and was always watching over them in my absence.
Over the years we became good friends and still remain good friends with the Speasmaker’s.
Chris, I will miss bumping into you late at night when you were out walking your dogs and I would be checking the mail at the mailboxes. We’d make time stand still and just talk until one of our wife’s would remind us to come home.
And I hope to be the one who one day will get to tell your Granddaughter how you use to give “Lucky” his annual summer fur coat shaving, even though I have the feeling, that he’d would have preferred to kept it.
God bless old friend, you will be missed
Caleb,Latham,Caroleena,Catalina,Lore, & Lisa, John and I are so very sorry. Love hugs,and praying for you all. John & Debbie Miller
Lore and family,
Please accept our deepest condolences. Everyone is in our thoughts during this difficult time. Peace be with you and your family.
Lore, Latham and Caleb, please know that Chris meant so much to so many, in Scouts, in the community. I found in him a kindred spirit. He will be in my prayers, as will you.
Lore, Latham and Caleb,
Please accept our deepest condolences. Chris had played a major role in Boy Scouts Troop 414 as one of its outstanding Scoutmasters. The differences he made in hundred of young men’s lives and now Eagle Scouts will never be forgotten. Your kindness and friendship will always be in our hearts. Your leadership with a gentle soul will continue to be the guidance for Kevin and Kenneth. We are all at such a great loss.
Physically Chris is no longer here with us, but his kind memories with our family will forever live in our hearts. May you rest in peace, Scoutmaster, Chris Speasmaker. Our thoughts and prayers are with you, Lore and family, at this difficult time.
Sylvia, Kevin and Kenneth Nguyen
Lore, Latham, and Caleb:
You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers. Chris was such an amazing person, and one of the nicest and most caring individuals I have known. He had such a positive impact on so many people, and his genuine interest in helping people was a blessing. I am so grateful that I had the opportunity to know Chris, and I will be forever grateful for the guidance, love, mentoring, leadership, and time that he dedicated to not only our community; but personally to my family. I am praying for all of you and hoping that the wonderful memories of Chris stay firmly embedded and are inspiration as you move forward.
Greg Pearson and Family
Lore, Latham, and Caleb,
I am so very sorry for your lost. I just found out the day before the services and am sad that I could not be there to support you all.
Boys I know that I do not know you all well, but I still feel that I know you all in many ways as your mom always speaks of you all. One commonality that your mom and I shared were that we had two boys and you all were close in age. So we were often going through the same mom things as you all were growing up. I know how much you all loved your dad and I want to give condolences to you both. I will pray for strength for you all and ask that you all lean on each other to support each other and your mother.
Lore, I am so sorry for your lost. I wish I was able to reach out sooner. Please know that I have a shoulder to lean on, an ear to listen, and a hand to hold in this very difficult time. Please know that know matter how strong you are you do not have to endure alone. Your CCOP family is here to support you in any way we can. Your strong faith in God will get you and your family in this very difficult time.
You and your family are in my prayers. When things are difficult think of the Good times and those funny moments you all shared together as a family and as husband and wife and then laugh and smile at at all those moments that you all have shared. This will bring you some comfort as you grieve.
May God be with you and your family!
Love Marlys Harrison and Family
Chris, I’m sorry that I’ve just now learned of your passing. You were one of my best friends growing up in Bellmead.
To the family; Chris was the greatest guy to be around. His sense of humor, his wit and when he would break out with the British accent, it would put us all in stitches.
‘Ello Mrs. Cutout! (Monte Python) had me rolling!
Life happens and we lost contact, but I thought about him often.
Continue to RIP my friend.