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Remembering those who have died or been injured because of overdose is an important part of International Overdose Awareness Day.

Tributes will be posted below as soon as they are approved.

Please be aware that as this is a public forum, any use of profanity or personal attacks in Tributes may lead to the Tribute not being published.

I lost my boyfriend, Patrick, on May 6, 2021, almost 4 months ago to a Fentanyl overdose. He was only 27. He had his whole life ahead of him. I miss him terribly, but I know he is at peace now and is with his Mom, who he loved greatly. Miss you, Flamingo.


My twin sister passed away almost 1 year ago. September 11th 2020 was one of the worst days of my life. I had to say goodbye to my other half, literally. She left behind 2 beautiful baby girls that love their mommy so very much. Today I was at an overdose awareness event in Columbus, Ohio. I pray everyday for those out here struggling with addiction. I myself am a recovering addict & it’s been a very hard struggle. I am still fighting daily. I will always be the voice of my sister who was taken from us way too soon. I’m praying for the other families out here who have lost a loved one to an overdose, it’s a very hard thing to go through. I miss my sister daily. RIP STEVIE MONTGOMERY 7/6/1989-9/11/2021


Chayne Edward Pritchard 💗

Father, son, brother, commercial diver, spear fisher, thrill seeker, spicy food enthusiast, best bud, and now an angel…

Chayne was a refreshing presence in the room from the moment I set my eyes on him for the first time. His humor was unmatched, I’d never met someone so witty and goofy and confident, never showing a sign of needing to one-up the next guy. He just purely existed with a childlike enthusiasm for everything life had to offer, mostly marine life and fast motorcycles. But he had demons… ones that made him feel alone, isolated, embarrassed, shameful, and consequently so, even more addicted. It’s heartbreaking but it seemed like the demons were bigger than him, and it broke him down day by day.

On October 22, 2019, Chayne passed away due to an accidental fentanyl overdose at the young age of 28, just three days before his 29th birthday and the same day he would enter inpatient rehab to try to save his own life for him and our daughter. She was only 7 months old when he was taken from us.

Chayne, Angel Daddy, I hope you are proud of me as a mother to our baby girl. She is 2 1/2 now and is more like you than I ever could’ve imagined. She’s spunky and fearless and absolutely beautiful with her piercing blue eyes she got from you, thank you for giving me the best part of me. She is the embodiment of our heartbeats as one.

I’ll hold it down down here, you look after us up there. I love you endlessly.



Dalton Robert Mulkey, just 24 years old.

We will never get adjusted to a life without you. 2 little boys lost their dad. A father lost his son, a brother lost his only brother, and so many lost a good friend.

You give me 2 of my greatest blessings & I will do everything in my power to make sure they know how much their dad loved them.
You will live as long as I live!

Think of you daily, Missed greatly! Rest In Peace, you have fought so hard for so long..

Ashley Rae

Phil Maroon was a Wonderful man. He cared about people and usually helped everyone he could. However his heroin addiction was always in the fore front of his life. He often tried to get clean, and sometimes was able to stay clean, but Never for to long. Sadly he passed away, because of heroin. His mom was devastated. I was devastated. I will Always remember him fondly. Remember if an addict wants to change, they can/will with the proper help. If you want them to get clean, and they are not ready, it will be a waste of time, and not good for anyone ! May Phil rest in peace.

Lisa N

For my Brother Kenny Colosimo and for my Best Friend & Partner Stephen Jackson I miss you both more than words can say. I talk to you often, I wish you could talk back but I know you hear me and you’re looking after me, I’ve been sober over a year now, wish I would have done it while you were here with me… I love you both…always!


In loving memory, to a daughter, a sister, a mother, a friend. You will be in our hearts forever and you will be missed something terrible.
I think of you everyday and some days the tears will not stop. Your brother dedicated his El Camino to you: “RIP Forever in Our Hearts Forever in Our Prayers” JMG 1988-2020. Jessica we love and miss you and know deep in our hearts you were not ready to leave us!! You are now safe and free of all the pain you experienced. Rest in Peace!! I know you are looking down and can see us!!
Love you and miss you so much, MOM


Riley was our light, our laughter, our joy. He was a loyal friend, a good son… and in pain. Now he is our angel and in no pain. But so missed. So very missed.
Riley Powell 1/7/99 – 2/4/19


Tyler C. Andy (June 2, 1990- April 24, 2021)


For my son, and for all those who left us
This crisis is ongoing and I pray for all those affected! Education and love is what is needed to prevent addiction and death.


Timothy Smith Jr. Re Timmy
Happy, short lived, misguided, missed, never forgotten
Timmy was precocious from birth. He was very smart and capable and had advance computer skills at an early age. He taught himself Spanish and spoke it fluently. He was outgoing, social, adventurous and caring. Timmy loved gymnastics, cars, making music and was a natural leader. He often tried out new hair and beard styles and drove with his music blaring.
Timmy had firm beliefs, was inclusive, empathetic and loved nice clothes. He had a genuine smile and was well liked by everyone. He graduated from high school with presidential honors and went on to UNC Charlotte, to pursue a double major in Physiology and Spanish. He wanted to travel, become a Spanish teacher and eventually have children. Though he was dismissed from college for a time, he had started taking new medications that seemed to be working and he registered to return to school. He also found love and seemed happy.
When Timmy was using drugs he became careless, out of control, and was in denial about his illness. He became sneaky, and his personality changed. His parents were concerned about what might happen to him when he was in an addictive mental state.
I wish there were less stigma associated with substance use disorder and more available resources. “I believe it can happen to anyone, it is important to raise awareness. I hope no one else walks in my shoes.” We feel more on alert about where our younger son goes and what he does. We miss Timmy’s presence, his smile, his helpfulness and our shopping trips and coffee dates together.
Lisa says: “I am broken, but grief does not define me. I understand more about addiction, and I do not see life the same. Today is given, tomorrow is not; memories last a lifetime; love lasts forever.” ♥️💯


Yvonne E. Castllo 48yrs old from Los Angeles, California my friend Ray Castillo Daughter


To Gregory Alan Bowler,
a beautiful, immensely talented gifted young man with a big heart. You are my no. 1 son, and I am so very proud of your persistence and never giving up the fight. In your 33, almost 34 years on this earth, you touched many hearts, you were ( and still are) so very much loved, and I miss you so so so much each day I have to be without you. Life will never be the same for those you left behind, and it will never be as good as it could have been, had you survived you accidental overdose. I love you more than salt, always Your mama


My daughter, Hannah, was so full of life. She had an electric energy that touched everyone around her. She loved her sister, Haleigh, with all her heart and soul. She was adventurous, kind, loving and smart.

She wanted so badly to get sober, but even the systems meant to help her only enabled and encouraged her to continue using.

Her life was cut tragically short to overdose on May 31, 2021.


My hero of a brother, Mark. A man who took over his family after our father’s suicide. An addict who paid other addict’s rent. A man who was a one-man vigilante searching prior to 1999 for the Missing and Murdered Women found on the Picton farm. He was so much more than an addict. He deserved to live a long life. He would have been such a wonderful father and grandfather. He never got the chance.


This is my beautiful niece Charity. She passed away Jan. 2016. She was kind, funny, smart, witty, and had a heart of gold and was loved beyond measure! We miss her more everyday. I pray today for all those who have lost loved ones to this horrible disease. May God give you comfort and peace as only He can! 💜


My eldest sister Samantha succumbed to a fentanyl laced methamphetamine overdose by accident a few days before my birthday this year – 2021. Coincidentally, today is her birthday but she did not make it this year.
Aside from an immensely long and sad story, she suffered from various forms of abuse since she was a child. She used illicit drugs for many years to cope with the trauma.
Near the end she was used, abused and tormented. She was abandoned during the dark days of winter amidst the pandemic and left to die.
This is not an attempt to shame anyone, this is the reality me and my sisters had to endure our entire life. The stigma related to trauma and resulting drug use needs to stop.
Me and my surviving sister do not have a big sister anymore.


This Tribute a friend’s son died in his bed of an apparent Overdose. His mother was a Nurse an RN at Detroit Receiving Hospital on the night shift. We think oh that couldn’t happen to us but it can. It certainly can. It could be my son next I know this and pray daily.


My beautiful, intelligent,funny only child, Morgan Lynn Thompson (Dobson) passed in May, more than seven years ago from a heroin overdose. A habit she developed while living with a boyfriend that was addicted, when she was one month away from turning 18 yo. She successfully graduated treatment at the age of 18. She did well for a long time, going back and getting her high school diploma, holding jobs, dating ect. Until she was diagnosed with MS. She had a fast progressive type and frequent symptomatic events, she was living alone at the time of her death, but seeing a doctor she really liked, she was honest with him and he told her he would support her all the way, if she went for treatment. No one knows what happened but he went out of town for a few days and when she didn’t call upon his return and he couldn’t reach her he called the police for a well person check and proceeded to her house where she was found deceased. That was the worst day of my life, finding out via a recorded message from the police made it a nightmare. I am so grateful Morgan’s personality was strong , she lit up the room, she loved everyone without judgement, she had a beautiful smile and a better laugh. years and a day doesn’t go by I don’t think about how much I miss her and am grateful for the so many memories I have, non that I wouldn’t change for the opportunity to have her home where she belongs. Missed by all that knew her and in y heart till we meet again, Love you Morgan


Jeremy overdosed April 2020 40 minutes after his mother bringing him home from rehab. She hadn’t been given any Narcan for Overdose prevention. She wasn’t aware friends and family could keep Narcan on hand for this situation. Jeremy lost his fight, his mom lost a son, his brother a brother, his nephew an uncle. I pray for her and others like her all the time because without God’s help I could be the next mom.


To my dear friend Mary who died by overdose on this day 2 years ago


My brother Mike, whom was a talented artist could of went to Art Institute in Chicago. He became a alcoholic, and was in a terrible accident being left for dead he survived. He was in traction for three months, eventually he learned to walk again. He died three years after the accident, and was in his fifties. He was addicted to pain medication, and I seen him die from a heart attack.

My beloved Brother, Mike.

My Brother Bob, whom worked in the steel business for thirty five years, and coached baseball for nine years with youth. He lost his leg, and was in wheelchair. I seen him overdose multiple times, and I was the last one to see him before he died. My brother whom is a combat veteran of Vietnam found him deceased. He called me and told me what happened.

My beloved brother Bob, God rest his soul


Dear Garrett,

Dawgs have a pretty good team coming back this year. We open up in a big game against Clemson on Saturday. They’re saying these guys might take us all the way. We’ll see. I like to think that you will be there at every game to see it too.

Also, I saw on Twitter your favorite wrestler Shinsuke Nkamaura won the Intercontinental Title recently on Smackdown!

Your nephew is growing up so fast man. I know you’re watching over him. I’m gonna take him to his first game in Sanford Stadium whenever this pandemic is over.

The world has been a really messed up place since you passed away. I wish you were here to help us with it all. We’re in need of comedic relief. Words can’t describe how much I miss you. I love you brother.


Mike was a loving father to our son. Sadly addiction is more powerful than the love of a child. Watching my child go through the loss of his dad was heartbreaking. Overdose took this dad from his son. Gone but never ever forgotten.


Sam— You are missed so much by all who knew you. I wish you could have asked for help, the way you helped others. #gonebutnotforgotten


In remembrance of Bryan Jones 6/4/87- 7/2/19. Forever in my heart💜


C Robinson J Campbell


Brad, forever young! Gone too soon. Brad was a great guy, always smiled and tried to make others feel good, even if he was having a bad day. He did a lot in his 35 years; graduated college, worked several jobs, grew a garden, became a hunter, lover of animals, loved his dog, knew love, got engaged, learned how to build things, etc. He lived and loved fully. He died of an accidental drug overdose Nov 2020. We will never forget you, Brad. We love you son, always have, always will. Forever young.


My name is Emily and I am someone who is in recovery from crystal meth and know many people who have lost their lives to the awful disease of addiction. I pray for the addict who is still struggling and hope that the stigma against addiction can change and we have more opportunities for people who can not afford treatment, to get treatment. Please hug your loved ones a little closer today.


My beautiful boy Derek G. Laviolette was a gentle & kind soul who battled demons. He lost his battle when someone injected him with fentanyl and left him in the woods 3 yrs ago next Tuesday in Massachusetts. Derek would give the shirt off his back for people. Missed, loved. Forever 39. Broken hearted daily. No justice.


Today I remember my patients who died from opioid overdose despite being on a Suboxone treatment. They came from all walks of life: young, old, black, Hispanic, white, rich or poor. We shared lots of personal stories and I always encouraged them to stay in treatment. Some showed progress and I praise and encourage them on this day. However, some got lost along the way and I remember them today. May their stories inspire someone out there to do better and seek treatment. 🙏🏿


To EVERYONE we’ve loss due to overdose’s


R.I.P Dustin Blacketter Loving Son and Friend You will be forever Missed


To Toni Marie Ramsey. 04/24/1090. Always thinking of you! Forever in our hearts!


In memory of my son Jake Hammaker who died April 6, 2020 from an accidental overdose. He was a beautiful blonde hair blue eyed soul with a heart to match. He had just graduated from college and was studying to become a doctor. He wanted to help people and loved everyone.
He is missed so much and every day is hard to live without him. I love you my sweet boy, mom


My beloved Son Clifford Attlee left us on 6/22/21, this will forever change our lives…
We miss him so much, all the unfinished dreams. We love you boy❤️


I’ve lost my Father, Mother and baby brother to overdose, all within 5 years time. There is 5 of us and we all struggled with opioid addiction and there’s only two of us left! We are both strong, aware and ALIVE. I’ve been clean now 18 years, my surviving brother 2 years, getting clean 10 days after finding our mom in her room. I couldn’t be more proud of him! Not one more life can I lose to this disease.


I lost my youngest son, Parker Mosshart died on February 24, 2015 to an overdose of Xanax laced with Fentanyl. He was only 19 years old. Parker was unaware his Xanax contained the deadly drug Fentanyl. My son was kind, smart, funny had a contagious smile that lit up any room. No-one would have ever believed that Parker would have lost his beautiful life to a drug addiction. His journey began with “Just a little pot” and escalated quickly to more potent and stronger drugs. I was the parent that said NOT MY KID. Once he began it just seemed to spiral out of his control. Logically and mentally he knew drugs were dangerous and could cause harm, but he simply could not resist the urge. That is called addiction. I started an organization called Parker’s Promise LLC., in his honor to help educate our community and raise awareness about drug addiction.


Remembering my precious son, who we lost in 2013 from overdose. In our hearts and missed today, and every single day. Love and miss him so much. I hope you feel our Love ❤💛💙 Gary 08/25/1970 – 04/08/2013


To My Best Friend Hanna Banana, I miss you more then words can describe!! You were my absolute BFF!!!! The Disease of Addition took MY BFF away from me and I wish you were here to see me be clean and sober myself and get to meet my Son. His name is Nathan or Nate for short. I know you would’ve loved Nate and he would’ve loved you!!!! I MISS YOU WITH EVERY PASSING DAY AND I STILL CANT BELIEVE YOURE GONE AND ITS 5 YEARS SINCE YOU LEFT ALL OF US!!!! Continue to watch down over me, my son and all the rest of your family and friends!!!! This is said in the book The Disease of Addiction is Cunning, Baffling and Powerful and Heroin had such a tight grip on you and I know you tried many many times to get Clean and Sober but you you just kept going right back to it and for that you lost your life. I so wish for myself and everyone else in who’s lives you impacted you stayed Clean and Sober so you could’ve been there to help other in need….You would’ve been a great Speaker in Meetings sharing your Experience, Strength and Hope. You knew how to speak to people. And I knew you were suffering from losing your Dad especially since he was your role model and best friend but now you don’t have to suffer anymore cause you’re with your Dad up there !!!! I love you with all my heart!!!! You’re still my BFF!!!!


Peace to the heavens son 🙏🏽💙🙏🏽💚🙏🏽
May 19, 1999
February 24, 2021


Luke and Oliver you are looking down on us from heaven RIP you both are great cousins and will be missed
Love you


To Maria. Trillian wouldn’t be here today if you hadn’t put yourself aside, and encouraged me to stand up and do what needed to be done. We are so grateful that you worked so hard to bring her into this world, when most others would have taken the easy way out. You saved two lives, but unfortunately in the end you couldn’t save your own. We miss you, we love you, and we look forward to seeing you happy and healthy in the new world soon.


To my brother,
It’s been five and a half years since you’ve been gone, and I still cannot fathom a world without you. I know you tried so hard to fight this disease for us, that you wanted to stay here for us and with us, but I’m grateful that you no longer struggle. I feel you in my every day life through my own personality and humor, and in the beauty of the world around me. You may be physically gone, but you are always with me. I want you to know that we will love you forever and continue trying to carry on your legacy. 30 years certainly was not enough time for you, but I know you’ve found your peace. Thank you for being the best, the funniest, the most protective, brother in the world. You are so sorely missed.


You are missed, Kid!


The world shines darker in the day without you here my son but brighter in the heavens at night with your bright shining star looking down on us.
You lived your life well in the best way that you could and wanted and we learned so much from you.
How to respect and love everyone without regard.
While you may have not received that at times you still loved all unconditionally and without judgement.
I love you my son, live on my child.
RIP 3.2.21


We lost my brother to an overdose in October 2015.
After a long stretch of spinal issues after a work-related injury, my brother was at his wits end and still couldn’t get enough pain relief from his prescribed medications. Finally, he turned to street drugs and began using heroin as a means to disassociate from the constant physical and emotional pain. On his last day, he used a mixture of pain reliever, heroin, and muscle relaxers which swept him away from us. Although medical personnel brought him back via Narcan for a few moments, the muscle relaxers did their job and slowed his heart muscle until it was no more.

My heart still hurts, as I can only imagine the slowing of his, as well as the quiet and stillness the ushered his soul into the universal energy that surrounds us. I weep because of my selfishness, of wanting to keep him, knowing that he no longer feels the pain he did for so long. Instead of hanging my head down I gaze into the night sky and know that from stardust he came and to stardust he returns to the heavens above.


We lost my baby brother Sean at the age of 36 on August 6, 2020. He was such an incredible man who managed to remain sober for 11 years. It took one week of mistakes for it to just take him away. He now flies free with the angels not having to deal with the demons that come with addiction. You are so loved and so missed Sean. Our lives will never be the same without you. Deborah


Almost 1 1/2 yrs ago I hugged you for the last time!! I’ll never forget that day and that hug! You were my first grandchild Cameron Whitson and you were worth the 5 yr wait. Everyone in the family said that you were “my favourite grandchild “. Not really but I will say that the first is always such a special occasion!! I miss you everyday Cameron Whitson and life is not the same without you!! Nor will it ever be…. I see something and I think to myself Cameron would have liked that, or I see someone wearing a shirt like the one I bought you not long before you passed and the memories come flowing back to my mind. We had you all to ourselves for a short time while in NC. It wasn’t supposed to end like it did but……We are starting a ministry in your honor and hopefully we’ll be able to help many troubled kids! Your name will go on long after you’ve left us. You will be forever in our memories!!


Remembering Amy Matthews. Left hole in our hearts that can never be filled. Beloved Mother, daughter, sister, niece, cousin and best friend.