Реакция звезд "Молодых и Дерзких" на смерть Кристоффа Сент-Джона.

@mishaelmorgan
Oh the words. I don’t even know where to begin. Well, like many, I have know Neil Winters for most of my childhood. But when I grew up, I had the honour of meeting & working with Kristoff St. John. “July 15th!”, was the very first thing he said to me, because he found out that we shared a birthday. That was Kristoff, he always found a way to connect with you. He took me under his wing and instantly made me feel at home. In many ways, I am who I am, because of Neil and Kristoff. You inspired me, as a child and guided me, as a woman and I am forever grateful to have known you. You were bright and funny and truly, one of a kind. I will miss that infectious smile, that open heart and that beautiful spirt. Sending all of my love to your girls and your entire family. Thank you for letting me be a part of your incredible life, and for touching mine in so many ways. You will always be in my heart Stoff. Gone, but never, ever forgotten. Love you

@rgaiphone
It came and went today, a heavy, undulating feeling of loss. I’m sad. I wish I had one more talk with him. I regret the one I could have had, but didn’t. I was with you after your boy passed. My girl was just born. You put your arms around me, at first I held you, then realized you were the one holding me. You said, “just watch em’. don’t take your eyes off em for a second.” I’ve thought about that probably every day since that moment. Stoff and I did an event together, just him and I. Four hours on the plane went by like it was 20 minutes. Not a moment of silence. I knew we got each other. It wasn’t until that weekend, when watching you minute by minute, hour after hour, that special connection I “knew” we shared... that was just you man. You made everyone feel that way. I got some bad news that trip. You took me down to the gym, you talked me through it. We got a drink. Played some cards. I remember thinking, I wish it could be like this between us always. Knowing that we’ll have to get back to life once the weekend is over. We talked about making a short film. You really wanted a pig to be in it. You kept saying, “dude! I’ve got a pig!” I said, “Ok Stoff! Let’s shoot the pig!”. On the flight back we talked about your film. We talked about your kids. Your home. Your life. You let me have a small piece of you. I thank you for that. You texted me the next day, and said, “boys for life now.” Then sent me a gross pic. I was inducted. I for one can’t imagine a scenario where you aren’t playing ball with your boy right now Stoff. Truly wish I had one more trip with you. Find peace my friend. You deserve it.