Lindsay was a very sweet, naive soul whose main goal in life was to be loved. As a child, giving her a stuffed bunny for Easter meant the world to her. She always put herself in the background; happy to just be a part of anything. All leading to a lifestyle of being bullied. Never complaining, just accepting. Unfortunately, that lead her to be with people who's lifestyle was drug involved so in order to belong that became her lifestyle. She gave us two beautiful children; one was a year old when Lindsay passed. Lindsay was loved by all that knew her.
Michael Alosi, our son born Nov 19, 1987 and was poisoned with fentanyl Aug. 3, 2023. He left behind a daughter that I am now raising. Mikey, as we called him was our comedian. He knew how to make everyone laugh. He had such an infectious smile too. Mikey made sure he checked in on all his friends and their families, heart of gold. Yes, he had his demons, alcohol and marijuana. Well, that fatal night came. He left to go get some pot,as we believed and never came home. Found him the next day on the MEDICAL EXAMINERS page!!! The drug dealer was kind enough to call 911 and gave him 2 things of Narcan. Paramedics took him to the hospital, NO police!! They had his i.d. they never contacted us. Fentanyl and they knew it!! We have come to learn alot since Mikey died from fentanyl poisoning. It doesn't show up on reg drug tests. We tested him often. It's everywhere! Please talk to your kids, I don't know how or when he started to use it and now, I will never know. Joyce (Michael's Mom)
My son Bryson was an old soul. He would literally give you the shirt off his back for anyone. He loved life. He would always make sure that everyone was good. When he was in his teens, I started to notice that he wasn't quite the same. My son had mental health issues. He started to struggle. I guess it got the best of him and that's why he turned to drinking and drugs; maybe to ease his pain. I miss my son every day. Bryson died from methamphetamine laced with fentanyl. He was only 24 Bryson James Beltran 💙🦋 Forever 25 Patti (Bryson's Mom)
Kelson had an opioid addiction that began after taking pain medication for a back surgery, that lasted eleven years. We quickly realized addiction is a family disease and quite the roller coaster from hell. There were times of sobriety, times of relapse, times of incarceration, times of happiness, times of trust, and times of family unity. Sadly, his addiction often took priority and ultimately took his life. But Kelson was much more than his addiction. Kelson was charismatic and people just enjoyed being in his presence. He had the ability to make the best of any situation and could make anything fun. Kelson had a great sense of humor and was very quick witted. He could find humor to lift up a person or situation and he could always find someone's smile. Kelson was a generous person, always giving of himself and his possessions. I have seen him give a stranger his last dollar because he felt they needed it more than him. Kelson loved to meet new people and hear their stories - he never met a stranger. Kelson was also very loving and fiercely loyal. When he loved you, he loved you forever. He would be at your side day or night without question, and he always had your back, even when you were wrong. Kelson was extremely intelligent, and he was passionate about all the things he did. He had an unquenchable thirst for knowledge, reading, playing his guitars, and exploring the outdoors. There was rarely a day when he wasn't reading a book and describing how his imagination saw the story unfolding. His love and passion for music often led him to learn how to play songs or make up his own songs on his guitars. Kelson was adventurous and he loved exploring new places; often bringing home pictures of pretty wildflowers and ‘cool looking’ rocks. Kelson Loved Life.
JuJu
Dakota my first born and first true love. He was the first-born Great-Grandson, Grandson, Son, Nephew and eventually big brother and Godfather to two. He had many ups and downs in life. The thing was he would always rise above the negatives. He had a smile so contagious and always a sparkle in his eyes. You wanted the truth about anything he was your Guy. He had a passion for Fishing, all nature, riding his motorcycle and teaching and helping anyone without being asked. He had a love for Children, animals and the elderly that would make your heart melt. His hugs were so tight as if he wanted you to know how much he loved you. He had plans of opening another Business after he returned home again after many years. He needed time to get himself back from a toxic relationship. His love for his little Sister and Niece there was no questioning that unbreakable bond. We love him and miss him every second of the day. Who would he be today and what adventure would he be tackling or what animal would he be saving.
Hannah was always trying to find ways to help others, she volunteered with the Humane Society and cat shelters and at shelters for abused women, men and children, she was in Girl Scouts for eight years, and she always managed to convince her Girl Scout troop to use the proceeds from cookie sales to help animal shelters or shelters for the abused, she loved horses. She rode and trained with horses for several years, in her early years, she wanted to be a veterinarian, but after she saw her oldest sister being a nurse, she decided she wanted to become a nurse. Hannah had actually started the process to get into a school called J Ted that she could start getting pre-college credits for her to become a nurse, even though she was still in high school. Hannah used to bring every stray animal home that she found, whether it was a stray or a lost animal she brought them home and tried to find their owner and she refused to let that animal go away until she knew he or she would be safe. She had a boyfriend who had a friend who’s older brother was a drug dealer and her boyfriend used to get Percocets from the older brother, one day, Hannah asked him for Adderall and he brought her what she thought was Adderall, but it was pure fentanyl and she lost her life at 16 years old.
My son was the light of my life. His smile lit up a room. The Lord blessed my ex-husband and I with a beautiful 5 day old boy who I gave my heart the minute I held him. He was taken from his birth parents at birth parents at birth; he was born addicted and ultimately he was predisposed to addiction. Our life was full when puberty came. Things changed and living in a small rural town; there are no resources. The system failed my son at a young age. The Lord blessed us and my world is shattered. Justin loved riding motorcycles and he and I were very close. We lived through years of addiction and I always stood by him in and out of rehabs in our county not over 90 days (which isn't enough). In and out of jail on drug charges. I had picked him up from a 5 month sentence to go to a sober living and 3 days later I got the worst call of my life. They said he had been alone in his car for at least 2 days before they found him.....the pain is so brutal. I miss him and cry every day. Carol (Justin's Mom)
My daughter Alexzandria "Carter" Petit was born December 30, 2001. We would always tease her that she came out into this world screaming and in a hurry! She had places to go and people to meet! She had a voice and compassion for helping people. She was kind and always willing to help anyone in need. She didn't care what the color of your skin was, where you came from or your economic status, she would drop everything to help you. I remember many nights that she would be on the phone with one of her friends for hours and I would tell her she would need to get off the phone and go to bed and she would reply "my friend needs me!" That was the type of person that she was...always helping someone in need. I didn't know how much she helped her friends until her funeral and over 100 people showed up. Parents, a teacher, her boss, and her friends showed up that day to pay their condolences, as well as, to let me know how indebted they were to our family for Carter saving them from suicide, lending an ear to whatever their problems may have been, saving their son from suicide or just giving them a hug. See my daughter helped all these people in spite of her own insecurities and her problems with bi-polar. She would always be smiling on the outside, however, she would be hurting on the inside but no one knew except for me. It hurt to know she was struggling herself but it didn't stop her from helping others in need. Her social media name Sunnycarter applied, she was full of sunshine, spreading warmth to her friends in their time of need. Her favorite flower was the sunflower. A quote that represents my daughter......"always look at the brighter side of life, just like the sunflower which looks upon the sun, not the dark clouds". Author, unknown. Every time you see a sunflower 🌻think of my daughter Carter, a friend to everyone. Dawn (Carter Bean's Mother)
Adrian was the perfect child. Sweet, kind, loving and happy. He made it so easy being a momma. No matter what was going on in his life he always tried to stay positive. He was the happiest being in nature as he loved the outdoors and being around family. He loved GI Joes and fixing cars. Adrian would want anyone who hears his story to know he loved life. That his illness didn’t define him. That there is so much more to life than addiction and he fought so hard to beat it. He would want people to remember him as a caring person who listened to people who were hurting, and how he could understand and empathize with them. He always wanted to help or make things better for everyone else, even if it meant getting himself in trouble. Adrian loved being a brother and especially an uncle. He was truly a genuine kind and loving soul. With AFFID I will continue fighting the battle to change the stigma surrounding addiction in hopes we can educate and make a difference for others. Tiffany
Noah Giovanni Ayala, was the middle child of five children. He brought light and laughter into everyone’s life who knew him. He was blessed with the biggest heart and would encourage us to volunteer at the children's hospital from an early age along with preparing meals at Feed My Starving Children and St. Vincent De Paul. He had a sense of purpose to put others first by having passion to make others feel special. He was an old soul looking to make life easier for others. Noah set his goals to be the smartest person in the room so at a young age, he would go the extra mile to learn and question everything so he could better understand and explain to others. Noah was athletic and started running track along with playing football at the young age of 7 years old. He loved playing football with his siblings on a team that his dad coached. While excelling in school, he enrolled in AP Honors classes to further his education. The love and passion for science inspired him to one day become a scientist or professor. Sadly, Noah’s life was cut short at the young age of 17 and was then laid to rest on the night of his Senior prom. He was offered a pill by a “so-called” friend which ended his life. You see, kids should be able to learn from their mistakes, not cost them their lives. Unfortunately, opioids that are out here today will not give you a second chance.
Enrique was so special, he was the life of the party and would light up any room with his smile and his laugh. He loved to dance and joke around. He would give the shirt off his back to anyone who needed it. He and I had a bond and love that was so strong. He was so protective over those he loved, especially his family. I miss him so much and I will do all I can to make sure he is never forgotten and always remembered as the loving and caring man that he was
Michael was a sweet soul and a gentle giant
My son was an amazing young man headed toward greatness. He was such a beautiful, handsome, smart, talented young man. He was my best friend. He had the heart of gold, stopping to help victims of serious car accidents, giving his freshly bought food to the homeless, helping elderly people carry their groceries in. I've witnessed him do all of these things. I was so proud of who had become and couldn't wait to watch his life unfold in to greatness. That dream was stolen from me from a so called friend who sold him Fentanyl. His life was over in seconds and my heart was broken into pieces and will never be repaired until I see him again. My son had so many gifts. He loved skateboarding and was well known for his talent. He really enjoyed reading books and watching documentaries on American history and the US Government. Funny how they ended up failing him. He will always be remembered for his caring heart, his smile, and being a very dear friend to many who could always count on him. My son, my heart, and my future was stolen from me on Mother's Day of all days! I miss him more than I can even begin to explain. He will never be forgotten and is always dearly missed. He was my only child and we were best friends and although his life was cut short and taken from us, I hope he knows how proud I am of him and how I strive to live the right way so I can see him again. That is gping to be the best reunion ever. I love you and miss you so much Elijah. Love, Mom.
My little brother Aiden was only 15 years old when fentanyl stole his life. He was found outside of a Circle K, face down, and no one stopped to help until it was too late. A nurse on her way to work tried, but by then he was already gone. 💔 But Aiden is not defined by how he died—he is remembered for how he lived. He was an amazing son, brother, uncle, grandson, and friend. He loved drawing, had a passion for rapping, and dreamed of a bright future ahead of him. Aiden adored his two younger brothers and loved spending time with them. He would come over to my house to play with my sons, his nephews. He brought joy wherever he went—always joking, always helping, always full of love. He wasn’t just my little brother, he was also my best friend. Addiction touched our family, and unfortunately, it led Aiden to become curious. That one choice cost him his future. Fentanyl took him from us far too soon. I share his story to honor his life and to spread awareness. Fentanyl is stealing far too many lives, and behind every number is a beautiful soul like Aiden. He deserves to be remembered. 💔 Forever 15. Forever loved. Forever missed. 🕊️💜 In Loving Memory of Aiden Kader 💜🕊️ 11/30/2005 – 06/05/2021 #Forever15 #RememberAiden #FentanylAwareness #StopFentanyl #GoneTooSoon #ForeverLoved #EndFentanyl
Khris was very athletic and loved to ride his bike. He loved to cook and would watch the chefs on tv and youtube and then create excellent meals. He was intelligent and was valedictorian of his high school class. He went to ASU on a scholarship. He was very kind and thoughtful. He was always kind to animals.
This is my son Tyler James Champagne Forever 27 September 2nd 1994 - May 10th 2022 Maricopa, Arizona My son was such a caring person would do anything for anyone that needed help. He is a Son,Brother,Uncle,Grandson and loved and missed by many family and friends. He was in school and working full time at a job he loved and just got promoted was on a great path with a great company. Is missed by his coworkers He loved his family and friends so much He loved the outdoors,going shooting,video games history,movies,bowling,all kinds of music. Was the Jokester of the family definitely had my sarcasm 😂 Was absolutely my wild child my pain in the ass child and he knew it. The World was a better place with Tyler in it that’s for sure. He was in a very Toxic relationship that he was trying to end but this girl would make threats against him and myself and his sisters when he tried to end it with her and he was worried. She was very abusive to my son, because I raised my son never to hit a female he didn’t I’m proud of him for that unfortunately the stigma attached to Males reporting he wouldn’t do it. I have videos of the mental head games she played along with voicemails Threatening to slit his throat, police reports order of protections nothing ever kept her away nor did the local police ever do anything. This girl this COWARD is who gave my son Fentanyl unknowingly and said it. Even with the text and video we have NO JUSTICE…. She Never deserved him for one single second. I will never stop fighting until she is locked up for POISONING and ABUSING my SON. Lisa (Tyler's Mom)
Alex was a great kid, he lived skateboarding, biking, animals, cars. He worked at the Hermitage cat shelter here in Tucson for about a year after college for auto mechanics. Alex was bullied in grammar school and never said anything about it. When we .over to Sahuarita AZ in 2005 he was physically abused. He started high school made it through his first-year and was in R.O.T.C determined to join the military. He ended up getting high on weed the summer after his 1st year in high school. He said he didn't even like it the 1st time. When I found out about the physical abuse and the bullying (he never told me about it) I tried to get him into counseling and he was so ashamed of what he had been through he would either go high or would just lie. When he was 18 he put himself into treatment he stayed for 40 days and the insurance company wouldn't pay anymore. He kept trying harder and harder drugs. He loved meth and heroin. He said he would never use fentanyl however he could no longer get heroin in Tucson all they had were blues. He made it through 14 months sober at one time with methadone, he relapsed on fentanyl and he died in my arms on 10/20/20. Not a day goes by that I wake up that I don't remember the loss as soon as I open my eyes. Kristie (Alex's Mom)
ANTHONY BATRES 6/23/93 - 1/17/23 My Angel… my miracle… you came into my life when I wasn’t sure I could even have you… you filled me with love and joy… ten perfect little fingers and toes… the cutest little snore that reassured me as you slept… such precious brown eyes and a smile that melted my heart… oh how I love you… i held you in my arms through the good and tough times… comforting and encouraging you every step of the way… son I watched you grow… you made me laugh… you had so much character… such a sweet and loving little boy… with such a kind soul… you loved animals… and Pokémon… you enjoyed karate… and swimming in the ocean with your snorkel and mask watching the fish swim by you… you’d build sandcastles in the sand by the shore and collect seashells to take home… you had an endless imagination that kept our days adventurous… you were so excited to grow up… start school… have your first crush in kindergarten… you brought her a lei on graduation day… that’s when I saw my little boy turn into a little man… still a child needing mama but searching for your independence…you grew into an amazing boy and eventually a young man… life got tough and you took it in stride… you helped lift me up when it got too hard… so caring and loving telling me “We’ll be ok Mama”… you were always so positive… then I watched you struggle during my lowest times… I’m so sorry son… you experienced life’s temptations and found a new way to get comfort… you carried me more then I you… I will never forget those times… the courage and strength you showed while getting through life’s ups and downs… you made sacrifices that shouldn’t have happened… you put your sisters first without hesitation… caring for them everyday when you were still a kid yourself… I can’t thank you enough… I wish I could tell you this in person… your life ended too soon… stollen from this world by Fentanyl… ripped out of our lives… leaving us with so many questions… would you have gotten married or had kids of your own… or would you have lived with me forever… destined to be single… what kind of uncle would you have been… and the ultimate questions…WHY YOU… WHY SO SOON… I promise you this son… we will live for you… and NEVER NOT remember you… there’s always a setting at the table for you… your birthday and Heavenly birthday will always be celebrated… your nieces and nephews will know who their Uncle Anthony was… i hope you have found peace, my beautiful boy… dance with the angels Papi… I love you so much… I miss you beyond words… Anthony Christopher Batres 6/23/93 - 1/17/23 Forever 29 Lisa (Anthony's Mom)
Our handsome son Joseph, is our second eldest child and our first born boy. Our kids are close, as they were raised in this manner. Being born into a military family, we had only each other wherever we went. Joseph had the love of sports, even at a very young age. He was a lefty and when he made contact with that ball.....it was a homer. His young brothers followed in his footsteps. Our daughter was the only girl and the oldest, she was more like a second mama to her brothers. Once in high school, he loved football and had the talent for the sport. He was given a nickname "Big Papi", a big guy with a gentle soul or as his friends referred to him.... a "gentle giant". He had a heart of gold, cared for and loved by so many. He was the person they would text or call if they needed help or just needed that listening ear. He soon married and his love for her was endless. Joseph is an exceptional son, brother, nephew, cousin, grandson, and a best friend. He loved and adored his family. He so adored his niece and nephews. We all miss you, Bud. We think about you every day. Wishing you were here with us. Son, you are forever missed and loved. Love ya.....Mom, Dad, and Family Forever 29
Ryan was born and raised in California. He moved to Arizona for a job opportunity as an elevator mechanic. He was a simple guy, kind, funny and loving. Enjoyed spending time with his baby girl and family time. Ryan was a loving father, son, brother, and grandson. He is deeply missed and loved by his family. Ryan was a victim of drug induced homicide.
Skylar was a loving father, brother and son that was taken from us way too soon. All of our love to each and every family of fentanyl poisoning.
Ethan was a published author in a book called Sam Fifty-four. As well as writing and publishing 2 books on his own. An accomplished artist with a piece on display at the boardwalk in West Palm Beach, Florida. He worked as an alumni with troubled teens suffering from addiction and mental health issues at YDI - youth development institute in phoenix Az. He was a talented pitcher that played travel baseball for years. A selfless young man with a loving mother and wonderful twin brother. He is missed so very much.
Travis was very kind hearted and funny! My husband and I adopted Travis at the age of 2 years old from Foster Care. He had a rough start from birth. He was abandoned at birth and was put into Foster care. When he was born, he was exposed to drugs because his birth mom used drugs at the time of delivery. Travis loved people, he was a very warm and soft caring person. He joined Boys Scouts at the age of 5 years old (it was called Tiger Scout for his age) and his dad was the Scout Leader. Travis stayed in Boys Scouts up to Eagle Scouts. He could start a fire with two sticks and no matches. He loved riding his 12 inch bike (he had a nice black Razor brand bike) He rode it everywhere. He would go around town picking up bike parts and would build bikes for others that might need a bike. Travis worked as Auctioneer Assistant for a local auction house and Animal Shelter Adoption Assistant. He continued to use drugs while maintaining these jobs. As time went on his addiction continued to get worse. While on drugs Travis continued mental health counseling and weekly treatment with his care team. In and out of the legal system - no jail stays. Travis finally went into Rehab in April 2023, he was released from rehab to a halfway house recovery home on May 25, 2023 and he died on May 27, 2023. He relapsed on the bathroom floor of the recovery house. It still doesn’t seem real that he is no longer a part of our life and that we will never see him again here on earth. We loved him from the first day we meet him and will love him forever. Sorry it so long but when I get going it feels good to talk about our boy.
Tasha was the sweetest, most loving, caring, and kindest person you'd ever meet. She truly was too beautiful for this earth, so God called her home. Our whole world became dark the day we lost her, and it doesn’t shine as brightly without her. Tasha was a mother to two beautiful boys, a sister, a granddaughter, and my daughter. We miss her smile, her laugh, her beautiful little face—we miss every little thing about her. Rest in peace, our beautiful angel.
To encapsulate the many gifts and beauties in Breckyn’s possession with choice words is a difficult endeavor to deliver upon. And this brief summation, however sincere, is inadequate to the effort. To know Breckyn was to love her. She epitomized passion, wearing her emotions, good and bad, upon her sleeve. You knew just where you stood with her. Breckyn’s ferocity was only matched with her love. She had the ability to draw your anger and affection faster than you could be prepared for. Between the stormy extremes of her personality, she could easily be the inspiration and subject matter of so many songs. Gifted with beauty both internally and externally, she possessed such creativity with art, music, and the written word. Breckyn had a quirky and contagious sense of humor that could be found and displayed with the most bizarre and unique expression. She was hysterical. Breckyn could also display incredible affections that were vulnerable and childishly innocent. She could be generous to a fault…and conversely selfish enough to “steal the last cookie.” We love and miss Breckyn. And this family is forever anguished with the loss of her. She will eternally reside in our hearts and memories.
Noah Parker had such a good heart and kind soul. He was interested in travel and loved to explore. I only had Noah for a short 20 years but he'd already done so much....He was a hard worker and held 2 jobs, he had his own apartment, spent a summer fishing the Bearing Sea on a commercial boat and had enlisted in the Navy. He was just waiting for his company to form to start Basic Training. Noah's sweet soul, kind heart and beautiful smile are forever etched on my heart and I look forward to meeting with him in Heaven when it's time ❤️🙏🏼
Justin was 30 years old when he passed. He had been in prison for almost 7 years when I picked him up on Monday, November 22, 2021, and I found him on Wednesday 24, 2021 - only 2 days after he was released. At that time I didn't know anything about Fentanyl, so it was a huge shock. It's crazy how easy it was for him to find it in an area he never lived in. I'm not sure if this is what you were looking for to share but it's all I have.
Christopher was a very smart child, i remember when he was 2 he rode on one of those plastic bikes, I got on another and chased him around the back yard he laughed so much and so hard it was so cutte I miss that laugh so much. When he got older he developed ADHD and on top of that he had a bed wetting problem he became a littele difficult. He was the oldest out of 4 he had 2 brothers and 1 sister , Christopher had his problems in school. We found a great charter school for Christopher. After he graduated he hurt himself and became addicted to pain killers, we sent him to rehab he became clean thank he met his girlfriend. He worked where ever could fine, he was a hard worker. He became ill with Guillaume Bar Syndom, he had to get infusion weekly he couldnt work anymore his girlfriend of 6yr broke up with the . My son Christopher he has a long story.to tell . For the ending he met two girls his age they were friends, ine girl claimed she loved Christopher more than me we almost came to blows a few times, I finally got her out of Christopher's house. Christopher died a month later the other girl that was there i have some concerns about .Fentanyl kills anyone, there is still is still so much more to Christopher's story💙💙💜💜
Amanda was my best friend. She was an extremely bright girl. She loved to read and watch documentaries. She would educate me about everything she would learn. Stray cats would find her and she would bring them home. She was a dedicated friend. She would cry at Peter, Paul and Mary songs. She is greatly missed. My broken heart will never heal. I love you to the moon and back.
Broden
Tyler
Timothy is a smart courageous son. He is adventurous. Didn't like to show fear or pain. He has the most contagious smile and loved his family very much. He also cared about his cat Izzy. She is his pride and joy.
Desiray was a mom, a daughter, a sister she’s still very much loved. Desiray was beautiful inside and out, she was strong willed but had a huge heart and was always helping others she cared for. She loved animals and rescued many cats and dogs. We lost her because she thought she was taking a Valium but she was poisoned with Fentanyl. She was my only daughter she should be here. I will love and miss her for the rest of my life.
Shannon was amazing from the time she learned to walk and talk she would do anything to make you smile. Sing , dance, as she got 6 or 7 she rode her pony everywhere then her house. She had her first son at 15 and worked and went to school and built a life for them on her own. She met her husband at about 17. She traveled the world with him and they had their second son when she was 29. The one thing as Shannon was older was. We never knew when she would bounce through the door. Always with a bottle of the best wine in a wine box. Flowers and a gift. From her travels. She always sparked and shinned. She loved her sons she loved her life she loved her little sister and worshiped her big brother she loved being an aunt to all her nieces and nephews. She loved family. ❤️ we have called her the Princess since she was a baby.
Dylan
Gilbert was very loving and caring, always trying to help where he could. He was funny, always joking. Loved rapping, writing music, and cooking. He left behind 3 children that were his world
Isaac was a kind, loving and generous young man. He loved with his heart on his sleeve and had a soft spot for his sisters who he adored more than anybody. Isaac was a great friend to many as well. If he called you his friend, he’d take care of you and your well being, even before himself. Isaac is missed and loved more than life. Not a day goes by that I don’t speak his name. It’s my way of keeping his legacy alive. ~I am Isaac’s Mom Forever 17 years young 03/24/2004-05/01/2021 💙🕊️🙏🏼
Christina battled addiction, but in her moments of sobriety, she radiated love and had a childlike light about her. Though she never had the chance to fully heal from her trauma, she tried to find her way to recovery—only to be pulled back to the streets. She was fiercely loyal, deeply loved her niece Bella and nephew Jayden, and always fought to protect her siblings
Sara
Michael wasn't just in a room; he was the life that flowed through it. His smile wasn't just on his face; it was a boundless, infectious warmth that had the singular power to chase away the shadows for anyone he met. He didn't just make others happy—he carried their joy as his personal mission. And oh, how he soared! Watching him on a skateboard, defying gravity with such effortless grace, was like watching a pure expression of his free spirit. Even when the Jets were destined to lose, his loyalty never wavered. That passion, that unwavering optimism, is what we will forever miss.
Eric