The National Addiction Memorial honors the loved ones we’ve lost.

Stephen is the best person I’ll ever know. My soulmate. He was silly, passionate, talented, and so smart. He loved fiercely and unconditionally. All he wanted was to love and be loved, and he is still so loved.

Everything. We spent a lot of time in the car, driving around and just talking. We bonded immediately. We also spent a lot of time at home, just in the bedroom each doing our own thing, him playing video games or his guitar and I’d just watch him in awe. We didn’t even need to be talking, just being in the same space together was more than enough. We were each other’s safe place.

Everything. His laugh, listening to him play his guitar, his childlike enthusiasm. The way he looked at me.

He wanted to matter, to have an impact on people. And he absolutely did. Not a day goes by that I and his family and close friends don’t think about him. He wanted to help people and since he can’t, I am trying to do that for him.

Noah was a sweet, caring, loving child. He loved music, animals, nature, and his family. He was incredibly athletic and could succeed at any sport he tried. He loved watching the Kansas City Chiefs every week of football season with his Dad and Mom. He loved hunting, fishing and camping in the great outdoors. He wanted to travel and see the world. When he graduated high school he started working in construction. He was a very hard worker but the alcohol and drugs began to take a toll on him and a month before his 22nd birthday he overdosed and died. We lost our beautiful, kind hearted son to alcohol and drugs.

My favorite memories of Noah are during his preschool years. We spent a lot of time together while he was at Small Fry. We got to go on lots of field trips together and had many celebrations. I’ll cherish those memories forever. He was such a sweet child.

I’ll miss the times when he would come into my room, flop down on my bed and just open up about things that were bothering him.

He told a friend before he passed that he had the work ethic of his father and the heart of his mother. I think that’s how he would want to be remembered.

Big hearted and funny!!

A sledding trip together up on Stevens pass!! We laughed until we cried all day long! A memory I will cherish for life!!

His laughter, zest for life and his giant bear hugs!

A funny guy who loved to have fun, be the life of the party and loved his family and friends deeply!

Jordan had the kindest heart and would do anything for anyone. When he was young he would bring animals home, anything from a guinea pig to a goat. He got along with everyone and loved his nephew, Landen and his daughter Mackenzie so much.

So many memories of Jordan, he loved sports, especially baseball ( his nickname was groundhog) and football. Always kind and so willing to help anyone in anyway possible. He was the cutest little boy with beautiful curly hair, that his brother would tease him about. He was an adventurous young fellow who so many loved and is missed so dearly.

His kindness and sense of humor.

As a kind, loving young man.

Travis was exceptional - intelligent, witty, loved his family and animals. He had the best smile and the brightest mind. He is loved and missed more than words can ever convey.

One of my favorite memories of Travis is his impersonation of Gallagher smashing watermelons. He had his audience in stitches. He was about 12 at the time. Another is his never-ending question "so, what's your plan?"

Everything!

I think Travis would like to be remembered as a man who helped people in recovery. He gave back to that community what he received from them. I know he would like to be remembered for his love of animals, great and small - he rescued a cat and a dog and loved them both until the day he died. And he loved his family....dearly.

My only son. Loved sports and playing and never enjoyed losing. He had a beautiful smile that was catching. Younger loved his blonde hair and green eyes

Watching him play soccer and basketball. When summer rolled around setting off fire works.

Being called mom, the hugs and little kisses on my cheek.

For always trying to see good in others even if it didn’t seem like he did. His passion for sports.

Grant was a multi-disciplinary artist whose passions were painting and tattooing (@nightmare_tattoo). He worked tirelessly to make his dreams his reality. His incredible motivation was surpassed only by his extraordinary creativity and talent.

Some of our favorite memories of Grant are of his goofy antics and wicked, some would say warped, sense of humor. No one was more fun to be with than Grant. Whether he'd just shown up for Thanksgiving dinner wearing a silly wig or was eager to share the newest crazy video he'd found online, wherever Grant was, there was sure to be lots of laughter.

We miss Grant's energy and passion for life. He lived life big and to the fullest. He lives on in all the fellow artists he encouraged and inspired. He lives on his every piece of art he committed to skin or canvas. He lives on in every story shared about his big, generous, compassionate heart and hilarious sense of humor. He lives on every time someone says, "That reminds me of Grant" or "Grant would love this." We will keep saying his name and telling his stories every day, forever and ever.

Grant's legacy is his extraordinary artistic talent, his fierce loyalty and incredible kindness. Grant was a different type of person -- the best type of person. No one had a bigger, more loving heart. He was always going out of his way to help others and make connections. So many of his friends have shared stories about the wonderful impact Grant had on their lives in ways big and small. He is known for the immense support and encouragement to other artists pursuing their passions.

Trinity was a kindhearted, loving soul who lit up a room with her free spirited energy and forever smile. She would do anything for her family, loved whole heartedly, was sassy, silly and had a twinkle in her eyes when she was excited about anything,

Trinity loved posting on Youtube and Tik-Tok. She was going to be a rapper and an influencer. Watching her dance around being silly, singing and dancing. She brightened the day with just a "Hello Whatcha doing?"

We will miss everything about this sweet girl. She is my angel and now she is up above watching over her family protecting her mom and brother. As her Mima I will miss her with every ounce of my being everyday

Trinity will be remembered as a loving daughter, devoted big sister, an amazing person with a kind heart who would do anything for anyone. She is a gentle soul

My son Ryan was full of life. He had a smile that would light up a room. He loved being outdoors. He was an avid fisherman with just a talent for it. He was funny and fun to be around. He always leaned toward helping others...he was a good friend

My favorite memory is camping with our family...sitting around the campfire and frying the fish he caught.

I miss everything about him. I miss his smile....his eyes....his voice saying Hey Mom what are you doing? I miss seeing him and hugging him.....I miss that I lost the future with him.

He would like to be remembered as a wonderful person searching for themselves. he would like to be remembered as a person that loved people and enjoying life

Karl was lovable, charming, funny, and sweet. He loved hard, holding tight to the family he was born into, even after losing his dad at a young age. He also loved the family who raised him and the one he built as an adult.

My favorite memory was taking him for “show and tell” when he was a baby. I was so proud to show him off to all of my kindergarten friends. He smiled and laughed and charmed the whole room of kids.

I’ll miss the future he could have had. I’ll miss the hope I had that he would somehow make it out okay.

As someone who loved his family and tried to do better despite all of his struggles.

He had a big heart loved and cared about his family. He loved helping others without nothing given back to him. He was an amazing human being with a lot of love to give. He was a brother he was an uncle to his little nephew.

There are a lot I rather keep those to myself.

How compassionate he was how he had so much love in helping people. The passion he had about cars his favorite one was a mustang.

That he did the best he could he tried to make everyone happy till the very end.

Stephen was funny, emphatic, and showed his morals and values, He wasn’t judgmental and never spoke a bad word about anyone!

My favorite memory about him is when he woukd follow me around the house and just stand there while I folded laundry or if I was doing dishes he would rinse them! All because he wanted my time and attention !

His humor, laughter, support, and his presence!

He would like to be remembered just as the person GOD meant for him to be which was a person with respect, resiliency , and courage!

Handsome, funny, very intelligent and caring!

going on one day road trips finding flea markets and new places to go eat

His sense of humor and how he cared for those he loved

As a kind and caring person who just wanted a normal life

My little brother was the closest person to understanding me in my life. We were close in age and resembled each other's energy the most. We were both sick, but I got better and he got worse.

When we were little, I use to chase him around the house with a broom.

Arguing with him about everything.

Intelligent, could do anything with a computer.

My mom would light up a room when she walked in. She was funny and kind and an empath. But she had her difficulties. As much as she tried to overcome them, she lost the battle.

Her laugh

She should be remembered for her kindness.

Zachary got caught in the heroin addiction at the age of 17, before that my brother was a loving person,texting you telling you to smile, calling and checking up on you, loved to do woodworking. Loved the outdoors and being at the river Heart of gold

When we went camping and i screamed because i thought there was a snake on me and it was him touching my foot with a stick. It was right after the height of his addiction and he was clean for six months. I will never forget how much we laughed about it. He said i was gullible but not to worry he would kill the big bad stick for me and came back and threw it in the fire..

There laugh. The text telling me to smile and no man was worth the tears and just him calling knowing he was okay.

I want people to see them for who he was not for what the drugs made him. He really was a caring person when drugs werent involved

Jeff was compassionate and hard working. He was a free spirit who loved nature. He especially loved the ocean and found solace and freedom in the rush of the waves. Jeff loved cooking and baking and was a true 'foodie'.

Going to the beach and riding jetskis. My getting "lost" when everyone else already returned to the dock and Jeff's witty response. Don't worry Mom, I've already processed your death and set up Brian's Tinder account." Jeff's spontaneous humor not only brought laughter but also highlighted his knack for finding joy in everyday moments.

The fact that he constantly reminded me, his Mom, of his love and appreciation is a testament to the kind of person he was—someone who knew the importance of showing love every day.

He was my biggest fan. Everything I did was amazing to him and he never failed to tell me. He had the driest humor that made people’s eyes roll. He loved camping and being outdoors. He was a huge metal head and was extremely talented in poetry.

Whenever I’d get in trouble at school he’d always come to pick me up but he’d also bring food to the office staff to try and smooth things over.

I will miss the long messages telling me how proud he was of me. I’ll miss the stupid jokes and rhyming. I’ll miss how ridiculous he was but how true he was to himself. I’ll miss hearing someone call me Sweet P.

Logan was always looking out for someone who needed that extra help, a friend, a compliment. When he was young he would always defend the child being bullied. He would always help the child who needed the extra help. He always made someone feel special. To know Logan was to Love him. He had so many friends, all kinds, all ages. He was so beyond his years. Too special for this world.

Logan and I were very close. We had many conversations while driving in my car. I miss our talks. We would go to parks and walk. These were very special times.

I will miss his unconditional Love he had for me. Logan would always say he Loved me more than anyone in his life. He would tell me I was the most important person in his life. I miss his Love, his hugs, his voice, his everything.

He would like to be remembered as a giving person.

I will always see my dad as a strong person, He had always made sure that I knew that he loved me.

When I was younger, My dad would take me to the movies when he was paid, even when he didn’t have enough money to feed himself. he always made sure that I was able to get what I wanted