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Chris began Hoosier Beer Geek as his personal beer journal. But being an amiable guy, Chris soon attracted a partner in beer drinking--a whip-smart fellow named Jason Larrison--who suggested that Chris host a weekly "Beer Roundtable" during which he and Jason would invite other beer lovers to choose a beer to drink and review. Of course, Chris was game, and he soon decided to dub roundtable attendees the "Knights of the Beer Roundtable," or the "KOTBR" for short.
|Chris (R) with Bob Ostrander of Indiana Beer|
Then came the third roundtable at MacNiven's, where Chris and I reviewed Three Floyds Robert the Bruce. In our naiveté, we were not all that impressed with the beer (our opinions later changed of course). But the important thing to arise out of this roundtable was that Chris instituted the KOTBR's practice of giving a "mug rating" to each beer we reviewed, with (in Chris's words) "5 mugs being simply an amazingly fantastic beer, and 1 mug being Coors Lite."
|The KOTBR in the early days.|
Clockwise from the left: Renee Wilmeth, Jason Larrison,
Jim Dimitri, Kelly Jordan, and Chris Maples
But by 2008, Chris's professional and family life were really blossoming and were taking up a lot of his time. So he decided to hand over the reins to the rest of us and bow out of active participation in the KOTBR. We were of course saddened not to have him regularly at roundtables, but we still got to see him occasionally at beer events. He even joined us every once in a while at roundtables. But still, we missed his warmth and wit. And we missed how much of a pushover he was for craft beer. We used to kid him about the number of 5-mug ratings he gave out when the rest of us were not quite as generous with our mug scores.
Then, three-and-a-half months ago, Chris learned that he had an aggressive form of cancer and would need to undergo three courses of chemotherapy. While the cancer was at an advanced stage, the prognosis was decent. As Chris progressed through his treatment and kept his chin up, we were sure that the cancer would go into remission.
But on Sunday, Chris lost his battle with the disease. He was only 37 years old.
To say that we are saddened doesn't quite fit here. We are devastated, and not just because of how young Chris was, or how quickly the cancer took him from this world. We're devastated because of who Chris was. Chris was warm. He was kind. He had a wonderful sense of humor. He was a devoted dad and husband. And he had such heart and caring for others, especially those to whom life had not been kind. These traits are undoubtedly what led him to work in the non-profit sector for most of his professional life.
|Chris, "slumming" with some Miller Lite|
When Chris gathered with us at roundtables, he used to look us all in the eye and proclaim, "I love you, man." For many people, this would be a mere platitude. But Chris always meant it when he said it.
Chris, we love you too. And we miss you greatly. May your memory be for a blessing.
Chris had a magnetic personality and you couldn’t help but like him. The first time I met him, it felt like old friends. From then on, I knew that if our plans included Chris, it was going to be a good time.
I have so many great memories of sharing beers and conversation with Chris and I feel lucky to have known him. We shared countless beers at Deano’s, HBG Roundtables and parties, beer festivals, and events. I’ll think of him whenever I have a Spaten Optimator or hear “Come on, Eileen” and I will smile, knowing he would be doing the same. Actually he wouldn’t just be smiling, he’d probably be proclaiming to all, a favorite slogan of “I love you, man!”.
Chris wasn’t just a hell of a person to party with. I’ll always admire him for pursuing his work endeavors with great fire and positive attitude. Even when he was faced with obstacles (like a fire before a fundraising event, for example), he always found a way to have fun. When he put his mind to something, he did so with focus and determination. For his family, his work, or his friends, he was as passionate as he was caring and he will always be remembered.
I give him 5 Mugs.
Our friendship grew rapidly from there. We had a lot in common. We were both married to intelligent, strong women. We were both new dads. We both loved the Colts, food, and politics. The Old Leghumper opened my world up to a wider variety of beers. He had a blog that was his personal beer journal. He called it Hoosier Beer Geek.
I could tell a ton of stories about Chris. Some that are appropriate; some that I will only share with his two boys when they turn 21. But if you never met him or didn't know him well, know this...
Chris was a passionate man. He was passionate about his wife Colleen and his sons Jackson and Luke. He was passionate about people and about life. His departure leaves a great void in this world.