Kristopher James Rogers, 50, of Huntsville, passed away Tuesday, October 12, 2021.

The family will receive friends Saturday, November 6th from 9:00 - 10:00 A.M. at Berryhill Funeral Home followed by memorial service at 10:00 A.M.

Kristopher James Rogers was born on June 22 ^nd , 1971, in Huntsville, AL, to Ken and Karen Rogers. He was a middle child with an older brother and younger sister, Kip and Kim. He graduated from Sparkman High School in 1989. From there he went on and graduated with his Bachelor's in Business from Athens State College. Kris married Christina Rogers (Jones) in August of 1995, and they were married for 25 years. Together they had one daughter, Brooke Rogers, who was born in 1999.

Throughout his younger years he was actively involved in boy scouts, becoming an Eagle Scout during his teenage years. He also enjoyed hunting and fishing. Up until middle school he played baseball, where he also met one of his best friends, Darrell Henry. He and Darrell were inseparable throughout middle and high school, all the way through college and up until he passed. The number of stories that he told about he and his friend were immeasurable. Some of his best memories came from boy scouts and also the time he spent with his friends. Every time he spoke of the past, he never had a negative thing to say about the path his life took. My dad lived his life to the fullest when he was younger and always had fun.

In the prime of his life, he got into powerlifting. He was an extremely talented and strong powerlifter. He has many state, regional, country, and world records for his lifts. He specialized in one lift: the bench press. The bench press was his best lift and one he excelled in very well. His last record that he sat was in raw bench press for 550 pounds. He had suffered some wrist injuries that affected him, as well as his daughter getting older.

During his later years he enjoyed sitting by the ballpark on the weekends, and weekdays, watching his daughter. She was his only child who he was always proud of. He watched her live out her dreams and he always liked to brag about her accomplishments. Everyone he spoke to he never failed to mention her, and if not, he found ways to bring up something about her. They shared many common interests and hobbies. A few of those being hot wheels, cars, and sports. They always enjoyed playing with hot wheels, various remote-controlled cars, and practicing softball. He was the primary driver in her softball career, always pushing her to practice extra, hit off the tee in the backyard, throw more, pitch more, and run more. He was her number one fan on the sideline, sitting on the fence, getting sunburnt, or bundled in a blanket for warmth. They shared a hot wheel collection only one can dream of. They shared a love of cars, both new and older models. Their absolute favorite movies were the same, Star Wars, which they always went and saw when they released in the theater, and anything Marvel. Another favorite that they shared was Fast and Furious. This does not even cover half of the surface of things they shared interest in.

Lastly, to name a few, some of his other interests were:

• The Doors
• Korn
• Slipknot
• Atlanta Braves
• Auburn Football
• Various comedians
• Blade (movies)
• The Matrix (movies)
• John Wick films0

Companies he worked for:

• Kmart
• CPS
• Southern Family Grocery (Manager)
• Bruno's (Manager)
• The Fresh Market (Manager)
• Earth Fare (Manager)
• Kroger (Assistant Manager)

Some words about my Dad

From his daughter, Brooke

There are not many people who have the ability to say they were close to my dad. He was very picky about who he opened up to and became friends with. Not only was he picky, he was also very quiet. An introvert if you will. If he did not have to speak, he sat in the background as quiet as a mouse. But if he did like you, I bet you had a nickname. That and he may not have remembered your name, LOL. He was also one head strong individual; he was extremely stubborn and was never wrong (sometimes). He was a true leader, never was a follower and never waited for someone to do something first. Many people looked up to him, me especially. My dad was my role model, someone who I looked up to in life, and someone who I favored so much. He taught me everything I know, except for homework in school, that he was no help with. We could have so many conversations about things I was learning in undergrad, Exercise Science major. We both had that common interest of weightlifting and how the body works. I'm currently in Physical Therapy school, which is a career path he dreamed for. There's a lot I can thank my dad for, too much I could even say. I am who I am today, because of him. I have never felt so much pain than what I am feeling today. Not only did I lose my dad, who I spoke to EVERY DAY, but I also lost my oldest cat. I have never felt so many feelings in the past month. My dad and I had a list of places and things that we wanted to go see together. Now the plan has shifted of me going by myself with him looking over me. There is so much I want to share and say but I am running out of the energy to keep writing anymore. I am not sure where to go from here as my dad was my everything. I will always be his little girl. The relationship I had with him was so special to me and there is no one or nothing that can fill the void that I now have in my life. I just hope that I can only make him proud from here on out. I wish that I could know if he was here with me and by my side through everything that will be ahead of me. I never expected to lose my dad so soon and I wish he wouldn't have left me. I really just hope that he watches over me. What I would do to talk to him one more time. There's been so many things that I want to call him about, text him, or send to him. So many things where my first instinct has always been to call him. Who do I call now? There is no one else who shared what we shared, no one understands. No one will understand. I miss you with all my heart, and I will love you forever. I hope you and Cody are with me today and every day. Oh, how I wish you wouldn't miss the things to come later in my life. Until Valhalla.