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Charles "Chris" Canoles

September 15, 2026

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Charles Christopher “Chris” Canoles 52, passed away at home Tuesday, September 15, 2026.

Chris was preceded in death by his mother, Gaile D. Canoles.

He is survived by his father, Charles “Roy” Canoles; sisters, Danelle (Brad) Fanshier; Denise (Todd) Gimlin; niece, Tanna (Jacob) Wagner; nephews, Sam (Hannah Maxwell) Fanshier, Tate Fanshier and Tucker Gimlin.

Chris loved the Boston Red Sox and The New England Patriots and was learning to love the KC Chiefs.

He was a friend to all animals, but especially loved Lucy, Jordy and his soul dog Kylie.

No services are planned.

In lieu of flowers, please consider a donation to the Kansas Humane Society, 3313 N. Hillside Wichita, KS 67219, in his memory.

Services in care of Downing & Lahey West Mortuary.

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Charities

The family greatly appreciates donations made to these charities in Charles "Chris" Canoles 's name.

Kansas Humane Society

3313 N. Hillside

Wichita,

KS

67219

give.kshumane.org

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  1. Living North of Seattle; trips to Wichita were sporadic. The last time we were there was June of 2025. I had an enjoyable long talk with Chris outside one afternoon.
    His mom, Gaile always used to say” we come from good stock” Chris the same could be said of you .
    I’ll think of you when I see animals and pretty sunrises, sunsets and flowers. Love
    Your 2nd cousin
    Pam

  2. I remember when mom and dad took us over to see you at your parents house and we were swimming in the pool. I had to pee real bad and you let me know that I was able to just pee in the pool because no one would know! I miss you so much already, I miss talking to you even if it was just for 30 minutes and all about my daughter. I wish you were able to meet her and my son who is just 3.5 weeks old. I love you uncle Chris

  3. I still can’t believe you’re gone, Chris. Although we hadn’t spoken in years, I have so many fond memories of growing up together….singing and dancing in the rain, monarch butterflies and big fat toads, playing in our grandparents’ basement, sleepovers at your parents’ house, swimming in the horse trough, boating on Cheney Lake, laughing at our reactions when our feet sank into the mud, swinging on Grandpa and Grandma’s swing, and watching old family movies. But the best memories were always the times we belly-laughed with everyone around us. You are so dearly missed and were taken far too soon.


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