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

Shawn had a heart of gold, wore his heart on his sleeve. He would do anything for his friends. He had the goofiest laugh, and the most beautiful blue eyes. A proficient Football player, and a mommas boy. He had just turned 18, he was my best friend.

When he was little, his sister would talk for him. She would say, you want a cookie, he'd shake his head yes. His eyes lighting up and pointing his finger.

Hearing him call me Momma and him telling me he loves me.

As a great friend, brother, son and grandson.

Loved to travel & we explored the country in our campervans. Riding on the Harley with his love or friends. Excelled in his career. Always willing to help a friend.

Can’t pick 1. His smile as we were away from home cruising down the highway, each with a dog on our lap sharing some driving snacks looking forward to the destination. He planned the trip, me the food. Simple joy.

Everything. His strong arms, warm eyes. The way he loved the dogs. When he would buy the perfect gift and think he didn’t “get me”!

Roy would like you to know he was a good person. His physical strength came from the import working out and being healthy. Friends and family were almost important as the dogs who he openly adored and loved.

He was my best friend and he would help any one out who was in need of help. He was a great father to his boys and the best son a mom could ask for. I loved him so much

Going on our adventures on his Harley wind bowing through hair and good times.

Everything, his smile his touch his voice his hugs his cuddles, literally everything!

A beautiful person who loved everyone she met. She wanted to truly get to know everyone she encountered and know what made them who they are. She was someone who you never stopped laughing with. A mother, daughter, sister, and friend.

I remember all of the times shared as siblings between her and our brother and I. We would laugh together, sing together, create together, play together. The bond that we shared was fierce and wild. There are just too many memories to choose a favorite because no matter what we were doing, she wanted to be there and enjoy it with us. There wasn’t a time that we weren’t laughing and joking together. She thought that everything was the funniest thing in the world.

The thing I will miss most about my sister is her beautiful laugh and smile. She had a way of making everyone who met her love her. Even if you were angry with her, she could still make you smile. She had the biggest smile that could light up the entire world. She loved so freely, fiercely and unconditionally. She didn’t care about your flaws or shortcomings. She just gave love and didn’t expect anything in return. She was also very generous with her time and love and always gave the most.

I think she would want to be remembered as someone who was very generous and very loving. She was generous with her smiles, her laughter, her time, her possessions. She made sure that no one ever felt alone. She was a fierce woman who was very strong. She would want everyone to remember that struggles come but they don’t have to take your light that you give the world.

So very talented. Wanted to make movies. So very handsome. Played guitar. Great girlfriend. My troubled lost boy thought he could quit by his own rules. Just like any other mother, I could go on and on about my son. He did have quite a uniqueness. I know he could have went somewhere in life. I guess now I’ll never know.

On favorite is him playing his guitar and singing “ Rock me mama like a wagon wheel”. I cry every time I hear it. Doesn’t matter where I’m at. I miss looking at his beautiful face.

Watching a good movie together. Telling each other “ I love you “.

For his amazing different kinds of talent he had.

Daniel is a very good hearted person. Always putting others before himself. A hard worker, and an amazing friend.

My favorite memory of him is when we were four years old, and the day before school picture day we decided to cut each others hair. LOL!

I miss him always being there for each other. We are Twins do I need say more???

Anthony was a very special kind hearted gentlemen. He was a wonderful son, brother, cousin and uncle.

Taking off just the two of us to Florida for a week. It was memorable. I grew up with my son Anthony whom I had at such a young age. I lost my best friend.

EVERTHING ESPECIALLY HIS FACE AND LAUGHTER.

Exactly the way he is remembered by doing everything I can in his memory Anthony also had a brick at the hollistin butterfly museum in Massachusetts. I would ❤️to get a bench next for him. We also keep his memory alive by talking about him almost daily. We also celebrate his birthday., and we get together on his anniversary. He is missed terribly

Anthony was a very special kind hearted gentlemen. He was a wonderful son, brother, cousin and uncle.

Taking off just the two of us to Florida for a week. It was memorable. I grew up with my son Anthony whom I had at such a young age. I lost my best friend.

EVERTHING ESPECIALLY HIS FACE AND LAUGHTER.

Exactly the way he is remembered by doing everything I can in his memory Anthony also had a brick at the hollistin butterfly museum in Massachusetts. I would ❤️to get a bench next for him. We also keep his memory alive by talking about him almost daily. We also celebrate his birthday., and we get together on his anniversary. He is missed terribly

Fun, quirky, beautiful, funny

Growing up inseparable

Her smile

Beautiful and smart

Helpful and loving to his friends and family.
Would go out of his way to help.
Dedicated to his work with great desire.
A loving son.

Coming to visit and that great smile that said it all.

The embrace and the strength to carry on with love and understanding.

In the hearts of everyone that knew him.

She had a heart of gold. Loved to help others.

Her beautiful voice.She taught me the joy of music.

The opportunities of being in Recovery together.

Matthew was so compassionate, giving everything of himself, even when he had nothing.

Matthew loved nature and the beauty in it. He loved fishing, skateboarding, mountain bike riding and meeting new people. He loved the Western mountains of Utah, Colorado and Nevada.

Matthew had a large "wing span" which made his hugs wrap around any of us twice! When he was laughing and smiling, everyone knew it!

I believe that the compassionate part of Matthew in helping others in his name is what he would like.

Jeff was a giving person who would do anything for his sisters and Mom, his friends, and anyone who needed him. He always thought of others first. He was so loving, never embarrassed to give Mom a kiss on the cheek and a hug in front of friends.

When Jeff was in rehab for 3+ months, he tried someone's guitar. Within a month, he was playing songs from the radio by ear. By the time he left, he was writing his own music. Within a year, he was also writing lyrics, but would never sing them in front of anyone. I finally convinced him to sing and play in the next room, and he was so quiet, I could barely hear him. Soon he got louder and was playing in front of us. His composing got better and better until his last song which was amazing.

There is so much to miss about Jeff. His smile, his awesome HUGS, his dark and very funny humor. Jeff lit up the room. He was always the center of things. His sisters adored him and it was mutual.
There was a young man at his Memorial who said he was awkward, shy, never part of a group. His first day at work, Jeff went over to him and introduced himself and brought him over to the group. He included him, laughed when appropriate, made him feel at home. He said he never felt like that before.

I think that Jeff would like to be remembered as a good person who tried very hard to do the right thing though he had this addiction. He never took a dollar from me or anyone in our family. He wanted to be a musician, and he became one. I know if he lived longer he would have made it big with his music. His lyrics were beautiful and his strumming was so original. He also taught himself the drums and electric guitar and bass guitar. He could do anything he tried except beat this addiction.

Cody had a very a goofy and an amazing heart he loved anyone that he was around and most importantly loved his baby girl daughter the most along with his front line family ( his mom,brothers, sister-in-Law etc.

My Forever favorite memory is him always being his funny and loving goofy self and how he always told me ( his sister-in-law) and his brother that he loved us and how he tried to share periodically updates on his baby girl daughter to us he had an amazing heart and was a joy to know him

His goofy and funny personality and him always telling his brother and me how much he loved us every time he called on the phone

He always made sure me and my brother had an amazing time no matter what even through his addiction. He was a good man. Hes been stable at many points in his life. He's very smart and he knows how to get himself in and out of situations swiftly.

He used to count change to get me a yellow laffy Taffy from 7-Eleven down the street from our house if I didn't have the change. Also in that same house that you would walk to 7-Eleven and get me a yellow laffy Taffy he also wrecked my mom and dad's white car and they have the file bankruptcy this year because they were still getting garnished for the car not being paid off. But they never held it against him it's honestly something we've laughed at for years now considering the circumstances

Everything. Being able to text him and knowing he'll respond sometime. Knowing that there was someone out there that cared for me even if nobody else in my life did. I'm going to miss the late night conversations. Everything. The walks to 7 eleven. The walks to braums. Everything. Even if he thought it was nothing it was everything to me

I'm not sure how he'd like to be remembered but I know what I remember him as. He was a hard-working individual who just happened to fall into his addiction. I know who he was and who he could've been. An amazing dad , and amazing grandpa, and he was.

Justine had such an adventurous spirit. She loved being outdoors—whether hiking through the woods or relaxing at the beach. On family outings, she would collect rocks and crystals like little treasures, and at home she took such pride in caring for her beautiful indoor plants. Her vibrant personality, tender heart, and willingness to help others made her so easy to love.

Justine had such a free spirit and a tender heart.

Justine needs to be remembered as the amazing person she was. She often put the needs of those around her before her own, and that selflessness is just one of the many things I’ll always miss about her.

Chrys was a kind, caring, loving young man. He loved his son with all his heart, and they were inseparable most of the time doing what they loved doing together, which was cooking. He loved his brothers and cousins and they did a lot together such as parties, cookouts, Grand Caynon in AZ, etc. He had many friends where he was born and raised on Cape Cod, Mass. Chrys was a talented Chef, as a second career. His passion was in Audio for cars and worked in places he loved. His goal was to be with his son and be the best Father he could be. I remember him saying, he loved his Cape Cod, when he was living in AZ he would always go back in the summer to work. His smile I loved, his Hi Mum I miss.

My favorite memory of him is when he fought to gain Full Custody of his Son in court and did it by himself. I remember him telling me, the "Judge said now get on that plane with your son and move to AZ with your parents." He was so proud of himself doing it on his own he was dancing around the court house. Moving with us from Cape Cod, Mass to AZ. He liked gaming with his 3 much older brothers!!

We will miss his Drive in what he wanted to do in life, with his Son. His smile, his loving caring way for those he loved. I miss his everything, such a caring loving Son.

Chrystian would like to be remembered for his funny ways, his love for others, and bringing up his only Son who is a caring loving grandson, and takes after his Dad in a lot of ways. Remembering with love and pride. He loved talking about many issues with others

I don’t have one single memory. Most of my favorite memories revolve around family vacations, or time spent together in younger years.

I will always and forever miss hearing the word “mom”. There won’t be another person ever to utter that word to me. I will miss feeling his hug. I will miss how he always turned his scruffy cheek to me for a kiss before he left the house. I will miss everything about Jonah.

I want Jonah to be remembered not for his struggles over the past few years, but for his bouts of determination to be better. To feel better. To live differently. To be clean. He was so afraid to feel life raw and unfiltered. But what I want to remember is the love that he had for everyone. How he cared so deeply for the ones around him. How he loved to cook. How he loved to shoot. How he loved to print. How he loved to create. And his smile. And his “trouble laugh”.

Joey was the light of my life.

All.

Everything.

Joey struggled hard to get his life back. He said to me more than once, “I want to live, Mom.” He knew I wanted that, too.