Tell us about your loved one.
Trevor was born in Pottstown PA. From the time he was about two years old, we knew he was special. He marched to the beat of a different drum. He was extremely inquisitive about the world around him, especially anything electrical, mechanical or computerized. He was always taking things apart to see how they worked. As he got older he started building his own computers. He had a way of looking at everything completely out of the box. His friends always referred to him as one of the smartest people they ever knew, and he was always there for them if they needed help. He was a real softie when it came to animals. A couple years after high school he got a job as an apprentice electrician. He excelled and in time worked his way up to a journeyman electrician.
Tell us about Trevor's struggle with addiction
"We found out Trevor was smoking weed when he was 16. We talked to him about it and thought it would stop. When he was 17, we were noticing changes in his behavior. He was moody and argumentative. We hoped it was just teenage rebellion, but we found out he was using prescription pain pills. We never got a straight answer on how or when it started. When we found out he had tried heroin, he was already 18.
Flash forward six and a half years. Six and a half years of losing jobs, lying, stealing, manipulating, dope sickness and bill collectors. Countless attempts at trying to get him to get help, either a rehab facility or at least counseling were met with â€œI can do it myselfâ€. And he did, several times, but it would last awhile and then all the issues would start again, and you knew he was using. He had about 18 months of success with Suboxone, but he didnâ€™t like the way it made him feel and decided to stop taking it. Things got worse, and we finally had to ask him to leave the house. He then decided he would go to detox on October 22, 2011. After detoxing and going through about three weeks of rehab, he was sent to a recovery house in York, PA. He was doing well at the recovery house. We had the first really good Thanksgiving and Christmas in a long time. He had gotten a new job, and had become head of house where he was living. He seemed to be doing well. We had agreed to get him a used car to get back and forth to work. He was working a night shift and the bus schedule wasnâ€™t working out. He came home to pick up the car on Wednesday night. I told him to call me when he got back to the recovery house. He didnâ€™t call. I couldnâ€™t reach him the next day, so I called the recovery house. They said he was sleeping and they would have him call me when he got up. When the phone rang around 7:00 that night, it wasn't Trevor, it was the gentleman who ran the recovery house telling me our son had died of a heroin overdose. "
What made Trevor smile?
Trevor loved working on cars and building complex car audio systems for people. He also loved listening to music. He had a great sense of humor and the best sense of direction. He was a pretty good wrestler in middle school and high school. He loved playing paintball and snowboarding. He was a big fan of the beach and amusement parks, especially the roller coasters.
What do you miss most about Trevor?
We miss so many things about Trevor; his quick wit, his voice and his laugh. I miss his big bear hugs and his ability to almost always fix our computer problems. I miss watching him put A1 steak sauce (with tabasco) on almost everything. We also miss the person he could have been. Trevor was so much more than a heroin addict, and it saddens us that the world is missing out on the amazing things he could have achieved.