Derek was my first son. He was my pride and joy. I did not have his brother for four years. I was a hippie and took Derek picketing with me. He was very comfortable. He grew up idealistic. and society had disappointed him on many, many levels. A sensitive and creative person who loved to write. Went away to college for both his bachelors and masters degrees. It was during this time he discovered vodka and how it took the edge off socially for him. Years of rehab, losing friends to addiction, sobriety, and could not stop the cravings. Coroner has not determined cause of death yet. He died at home. He had fallen off his bed during the night. I found him that morning. Derek I love and miss you so much.