Tributes

Dear Andrew,

I am holding your memory closer than ever in my heart today, sweet boy, remembering you on this day in 1992 at your birth and all the remaining days of your all too brief life.

What a very quiet baby you were, one who then became a softly whispering little boy who grew into a very kind and gentle young man with a shy smile and a huge heart.

Somehow you always seemed lost, Buddy, as if you had wandered into this world, unsure of how you had ended up here, bewildered as to what purpose had brought you here.

At every moment, watching you, I could only hope that you would eventually settle into your own skin, find your stride, and blaze your own unique path to find that purpose.

You were a bright spark, Andrew, the light by which you struggled to penetrate the darkness around you.

I always felt certain that the power of that spark within you just needed time to grow.

I know that you never meant to leave us. I guess we’ll never know exactly what happened that last night of your life. I wish you had known that you could talk to me about your opiate addiction. Was it a beast that you thought you could control?

Did that monster turn on you…overpower you finally … make you forget how much you’d already fed to it…convince you that just a little more will do no harm?

Maybe you thought you would sleep the deepest sleep you’d ever had and wake the next morning ready to harness the beast again into submission.

But you didn’t wake up.

I wonder if there was a moment when you and the beast realized that this time you both had really messed up.

I hope at that moment, Andrew, that you knew just how richly and deeply and magnanimously you had been loved every day, every hour, every minute and every second of your precious life . . .
by your mom . . .
and your dad . . .
your brother and your sister . . .
your Grandpa FA and your Mama Marge . . .
all your friends . . .
Dawn and me.

I hope you knew, Andrew.
I just hope you knew.

Your Aunt Treesie

I will never forget growing up with you, playing in Candlewood. Talking to you right before you OD’d was a small blessing. I miss you so much.

Terry was a good friend of mine, like an older brother I never had, he would give the shirt off his back to anyone in need, he had awesome sense of humor, very intelligent; I miss him dearly, more than words can say

I once knew a man named Brian. He was tall and shy he dressed nice and was respectful. One day me and Brian fell in love. He took me to a Mexican Restaurant and told me I was beautiful. I went home with him to talk and be closer to him. His family didn’t approve of me, and he deeply valued the family that he had because he didn’t have his have his mom or dad. I felt the weight of this, and I broke up with him for his betterment. We stayed in touch through the years and we watched each other fall into our own addictions. Several addictions. The one we had in common was fentanyl. I texted him one day to see if he wanted to smoke with me. He told me he had been clean or was trying to get clean or was trying to get clean but that he would find some dope for me. I never heard back from him, so I found my own. The next day or really the next few hours he was found dead of a fentanyl overdose August 31st, 2025. My heart shattered because I knew that I’d set him back in his addiction. I knew that he found the dope but kept it for himself instead. It should’ve been me not him. I lost the kindest most loving man I’d ever met, and I played a part in it. I’m now in a recovery program to change my life and to live the life he never got to live I know he’s in heaven at peace with God, but I still carry the burden of his death.

Danielle, My one and only child. My sweet, loving, giving and beautiful daughter. You left me way to soon. It’s not supposed to be this way. You absents has made this world cold and lonely. You had such a light about you. You lit up every room you entered. Always there to help anyone that needed it. I know that God wanted you because you were already an angel on earth. I wish we all could have seen the woman you were becoming. Your girls could have seen how great you could be. I know they would have been proud. I know I am. I miss you more than words can express. I know the day I got the phone call to come home to Georgia that you were on life support my world stopped and it hasn’t moved since that second. I hope and pray that you know how much you mean to me , your daddy and all of us who love you. . I carry you with me always not a second goes by that your not in my heart and on. My mind. I feel if I had stayed in Georgia our reality would be different. That you would still be here with me and your 2 girls. I wish I could change things. I love you my baby girl always and forever to the moon and back. I wait for the day to see your smiling face again and hold you in my arms and never let you go again.

My husband taken far to soon on June 17th, 2026. He wasn’t just my husband he was my best friend and my soul mate. He was also a father, a brother, a son and a really great friend to everyone he met. He will be forever missed and eternally loved….R.I.P John…

Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa Inoa oh my G_d Inoa, Inoa, Inoa. Oh. Oh oh oh. No no no. My heart my heart my heart, a million pieces each in a million pieces each in a million pieces, each weeping, weeping, weeping. My G_d Inoa, no, no, no, i love you i love you i love you still. Oh G_d i wish i understood, why, why, why didn’t you wake me. I could have kept you safe, you could have been here with me now, we could have been side by side for years and years and years, warming each other’s toes and soothing each other’s shoulders, making each other laugh and waking each other alive, alive, alive. Oh i wish i knew did you do this on purpose, did you want to go away, or were you just hoping for a moment’s relief? Oh, G_d, Inoa, i will love you for ever and ever and ever. I hope you are safe, i hope you are free, i hope you are warm, i hope you are happy. I hope you know how much you were loved. I wonder will i see you again. Don’t wonder that i loved you, please know that i love you still. I always will.

My uncle pronoun out and his girlfriend Jeanette. We’re homeless, needed a place to sleep for the night. I allowed them to come to my house. They had both been clean for a while. However, she just got a big student. Check from going to school and a fresh prescription of her suboxin. Apparently they decided to get high and my uncle now woke me up in the middle of the night she had overdosed passed away. Rest in Heaven. My condolences to her children and family.

We may never know the whole story about what happened to you, but we do know that you are no longer in pain. I still want to pick up the phone to tell you about something great that happened or something new one of your great-grandkids has done. Although you didn’t get to meet any of them, stories of you will always be shared by Melyssa and Christopher. We miss you.

Everyone will think of your beautiful smile whenever they think of you. A lifetime of addiction ended so quickly. You are loved and missed by your family.

Dad, I have told myself for the last two years that I would make it out to the national overdose walk.. I am finally doing it this year. I miss you every single day and there are so many things I wish you could be here for. Not a single day goes by where I don’t miss you. I know you’re with me every step of the way. I love you, until we meet again.

My daughter Mary, sexually abused and the trauma led her to substances. Died of a heroin overdose age 20 years old. My heart is forever broken. RIP my gorgeous, caring, kind and funny girl. You are forever missed so much 💔💔💔💔💔💔

Miss you every single day 🫶🏼🪽

Your beautiful soul was made for so much more than this planet could offer. Forever in our hearts.

For some addiction is a terminal disease. That was the case for you, my beautiful boy, Jake. The physical choke was just too much at times. You tried to so hard to beat it. Your courage and determination was admirable. It made me so proud. If only love could have saved you, you would still be here with us. Jake, you are so loved and thought of everyday. Fly with the Angels my beautiful boy. One day we will be together again.

Audy. I wish love could have saved you. I wish something could have mended what was broken in you to use and abuse drugs.. I wish I could have healed what was broken.. I will mourn you longer now than when I was your sister.. and if grieving you is just love persevering.. I will honor your memory by grieving you for the rest of my life. I will cherish memories of us together. My life got dimmer the moment you left.. but the light that remains is from the love you left behind. I’ll always be your little sister. And you will always be my best friend. 💜

Jimmy, your life on Earth was cut short by drugs. But your legacy lives on and your life is a testimony I use in my Health classroom to teach the upcoming youth on how starting drugs changes who you are. The drug takes away your personality, your natural highs, and your relationships. I know you are in Heaven building and fixing things sharing your joy by smiling. I love you my brother and we will be together again. Thank you for being my guardian angel and watching over Bailey.

We miss you Alex, we miss our lives with you in it.
Everyday we are grateful for the time we did have with you…as a loving son, a brother, nephew, uncle, grandson, cousin and friend.
We still see your light everywhere darling, but oh how we miss your voice and your hugs and your humor.
You are so loved my sweet boy.

Lauren was a genuinely good person and did everything in her power to make this world a better place. She had a rough go in this life, but she didn’t let it make her bitter. She had a fighter spirit, she didn’t stand for injustice, and she always stood up for what was right.

I’ll miss seeing her face and hearing her talk about how she misses the food back home, her most recent Pokemon catch, and the latest downtown drama.

Be safe, girl. I’ll see you on the flip side.

It started 9 years ago when I first had to experience what it was like to loose a family member to an overdose after the first one which was my favorite uncle Harvey then it happened to 3 of my favorite first cousins and my best friend all who are missed dearly by family and friends overdose does not discriminate just like addiction does not discriminate we loose so many family members and friends due to the lack of love and support available for those lost to seek help everyone is always hating on people when it’s not the people it’s the drug and our system that doesn’t provide the proper information and treatment for those who are struggling with addiction so they continue to self medicate until it’s to late for them what we need is more love and compassion we need our families and friends to support us and be there to guide and help us instead of pushing them aside I wouldn’t wish the loss of someone addicted on anyone it’s heartbreaking watching those you love slowly dissappear in front of you due to they feel like they have nobody to turn to and no help our legislative, employment industries, medical services and so on look down on addicts instead of holding a hand out helping them up then leave us behind with the loss and missing our loved ones because they feel they dont have a chance to make it in the world it’s sad we need more people to support spread the word and help other families from having to miss their loved ones or watch them slowly continue to go down till it’s to late my dearest family and friends I will forever carry your names and speak up for those lost in hopes to save someone else from going through the pain and trama our family has had to go through i love and miss you all dearly until we meet again fly high beautiful angels

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