Christopher Alan Wuelling, beloved son of Charles and Vicki Keck, passed unexpectedly on January 28, 2025 in Rogers, Arkansas at the age of 38.
He leaves behind his parents, his sister Danielle Singh, and his nephew Joey McCollough, as well as a host of family and friends who will miss him dearly.
Chris was born on October 26, 1986 in Jacksonville, Arkansas where he graduated from Jacksonville High School in 2005. He transplanted to North West Arkansas after enrolling at UofA, Fayetteville where he remained after falling in love with the Ozarks and its culture.
He loved attending Blue Grass festivals as well as fishing. He had a very unique Rogers family that he used to critique his culinary skills on and was an amazing sketch artist. He lived a free and vibrant life.
Memorial service will be held on Saturday, February 8, 2025 at 2:00pm in the chapel at A Natural State Funeral Service in Jacksonville, Arkansas.
Arrangements by A Natural State Funeral Service 2620 West Main Street, Jacksonville, Arkansas 72076. 501-982-3400. Online guestbook available at www.anaturalstatefuneralservice.com
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You always made things interesting and fun. I’m glad I was able to know you in this life. May you rest in peace, friend.
Sorry for your loss
We are sorry for your loss.
Gwen Mcknight and Russell Gwin
In the bottom of an old pond lived some grubs who could not understand why none of their group ever came back after crawling up the stems of the lilies to the top of the water. They promised each other that the next one who was called to make the upward climb would return and tell what happened to him. Soon one of them felt an urgent impulse to seek the surface; he rested himself on the top of the lily pad and went through a glorious transformation which made him a dragonfly with beautify wings. In vain he tried to keep his promise. Flying back and forth over the pond, he peered down at his friends below. Then he realized that even if they could see him, they would not recognize such a radiant creature as one of their number. The fact that we cannot see our friends or communicate with them after the transformation, which we call death, is not proof that they cease to exist. –Walter Dudgley Cavert (by permission).
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