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Ken Zerbe
Age 55
55

Ken Zerbe, my father, was a strong, proud, hard-working man. He valued honesty more than anything. He also valued privacy. He was truly brilliant with his hands, and could build or fix anything. A real genius that way. He was also a sweet and loving person, but never hesitated to stand up for himself or those he cared about most. He was hilarious, with a dry and goofy sense of humor. He was the type of person who was incapable of sitting still. Even into his mid-50s, he had more energy than folks half his age. More than anything, he loved my sister and me, his dog, and his work.

My dad's struggle was something that built really slowly over time. Coming from a rough childhood, he was never really given the skills he needed to cope with the many losses and hard times he was dealt. And he was way too prideful (and stubborn!) to admit when he needed help or when he had a problem. When his wife passed away in 2013 of issues related to her own addiction, he fell hard into a severe depression. I still don't know all the details of the last couple years of his life, and probably never will, but I know he found heroin at some point. In November of 2014, my sister and I led an intervention with him after finding evidence of his heroin use in his apartment and he vowed to get clean. And he did. He was clean for a few months. The last time I saw him was on his birthday, January 27, 2015, and he looked brighter and healthier than he had in years. Unfortunately, he relapsed in early February around the anniversary of his wife's death. Looking for an escape, he found the heroin that would end his life.

My dad would smile at lots of things. He was smiling more often than not throughout most of his life. For example, when I would laugh at his dumb "dad jokes" (he was always surprised I found him funny). When he finished a job and could step back to look at his accomplishment. When we would watch Tombstone together and quote the entire thing. When he was on his boat. When he was listening to music. When he was with his dog, Jewel. When we would poke fun and rib each other. When he could have all his family and friends over to his house for a cookout. When he would watch us open our gifts at Christmas.

Wow, only 1000 words for this section? Let's see... His smile. His hands. His hugs. His laugh (and especially the specific laugh he had for when someone did something embarrassing). Watching him work and having him teach me how to fix a car or use a certain tool. His grunts when he'd get out of a comfortable chair. The way he'd say "yowza!" all high-pitched if he cut his finger or got a splinter. His lessons in life and the serious tone he'd use. The way he'd say "I'm so proud of you kids" when he was talking about my sister or me. The brightness in his eyes when was truly happy. The way he'd hesitate to give me a hug if he was sweaty from working all day (but would anyway, of course). His love for Diet Dr. Pepper, Dairy Queen Blizzards, and banana flavored popsicles. How he'd work-in Seinfeld and random movie quotes into his everyday speech.

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Wow, only 1000 words for this section? Let's see... His smile. His hands. His hugs. His laugh (and especially the specific laugh he had for when someone did something embarrassing). Watching him work and having him teach me how to fix a car or use a certain tool. His grunts when he'd get out of a comfortable chair. The way he'd say "yowza!" all high-pitched if he cut his finger or got a splinter. His lessons in life and the serious tone he'd use. The way he'd say "I'm so proud of you kids" when he was talking about my sister or me. The brightness in his eyes when was truly happy. The way he'd hesitate to give me a hug if he was sweaty from working all day (but would anyway, of course). His love for Diet Dr. Pepper, Dairy Queen Blizzards, and banana flavored popsicles. How he'd work-in Seinfeld and random movie quotes into his everyday speech.

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Karyssa Schatz
Age 22
22

Karyssa had a personality to make people she just met feel like a lifelong friend or even part of her family. She was always the type to be more concerned over others' well-being above her own. She had an infectious smile that would brighten a room. She was a gorgeous young woman, even though she didn't believe it herself.

Karyssa's smile brightened anyone's day. When she saw someone on the street is was like she hadn't seen them for months. She was also an animal lover and when she was with her dogs, smiles were abundant.

This is all very fresh but the hole in my heart will remain forever.

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This is all very fresh but the hole in my heart will remain forever.

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Joshua Morgan
Age 21
21

Joshua was my third child. I loved him very much and miss him soooooo much. We lost him and his wife to a heroin overdose together. The main thing that hurts the most is they left behind a beautiful baby girl. They are not here to share her life with them and us. Heroin is the devil . He will always be forever 21 his wife Amber forever 18. Love you both. Gone but not forgotten

I do have the joy of them not being addicts. I know they tried it a few times, but it was just recreational. The final time they did it it just took their lives. I feel better knowing it took them cause I don't think I could have handled them being addicts.

Everything made him smile. He was and forever will be my knucklehead. The biggest smile was when he was looking at his baby girl.

Everything. Just his goofy smile his crazy antics. Mainly when he would walk in the house and say " momma yo momma".

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Everything. Just his goofy smile his crazy antics. Mainly when he would walk in the house and say " momma yo momma".

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Joshua Patragas
Age 35
35

Josh was an amazing man. He selflessly helped not only the recovery community but anyone in need. His smile and laugh was contagious. He had the unique ability to help ease the pain of anyone suffering. He carried the message of God and loved Him with all his heart.

Josh worked a strong program in recovery but battled addiction for many years. He was clean for nineteen months. In a breif moment of weakness the disease snuck in and took him from us. He is proof that the disease of addiction is cunning, baffling, and powerful.

What made Josh smile was the love of his family, and friends. He also truly enjoyed helping others overcome their personal battles. He loved spreading the word and strength of the Lord.

What we miss most about him is his beautiful soul and loving nature. Josh impacted the lives of many people. He is dearly loved and missed.

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What we miss most about him is his beautiful soul and loving nature. Josh impacted the lives of many people. He is dearly loved and missed.

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Joshua Pierce
Age 27
27

He was an intelligent man with a variety of interests and hobbies. He had a witty sense of humor and could make me laugh regardless of how I felt. Josh was highly creative and seemed to be able to accomplish whatever he put his mind to. Josh enjoyed reading so he taught himself to read at 4 years old. When he was 12 years old he wanted to play guitar so he taught himself that, too. Josh had an interest and special talent for fixing and building computers and he learned he could make a living at it, too, so he began his education in computer science. After Josh graduated high school he attended technical and county college focusing on computer science. He had earned his A+ Certification with an above average score. He had been employed as a Network Technician at local computer and network repair business.

Throughout his shortened journey his fearless and passionate personality seemed to drive him to excel but that drive also steered him towards making a lot of bad decisions that involved experimenting with alcohol and drugs at a young age. His struggles with substance use disorder and recovery attempts included residential treatment for the diagnoses of bipolar. Josh’s addiction to opiates, and subsequently heroin, did not become evident until he had experienced a near fatal overdose in December of 2013. For the next 4 months we remained vigilant, supportive, and hopeful that his attempts at treatment and recovery would be successful but he lost the battle.

Josh loved to play his guitar, play video games, work on computers but most of all he loved his cat, Sugarlump, who met Josh over the Rainbow Bridge.

Josh was my only child and I will always long for his warm hearted touch, deep conversations, beautiful smile, infectious laugh, and great big bear hugs. Josh, you are always on my mind, in my heart and in my soul. I love you forever and always to infinity and beyond ~Mom

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Josh was my only child and I will always long for his warm hearted touch, deep conversations, beautiful smile, infectious laugh, and great big bear hugs. Josh, you are always on my mind, in my heart and in my soul. I love you forever and always to infinity and beyond ~Mom

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Joshua Kincaid
Age 28
28

Josh loved animals, fast cars and sports. He also loved his family and was afraid to die. He was my best friend and I miss him so much everyday.

Josh was fighting his addiction in private.

Almost anything. Especially animals and his family.

I miss talking to my son, going to sporting events with him and just being able to hug him and tell him I love him so much!

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I miss talking to my son, going to sporting events with him and just being able to hug him and tell him I love him so much!

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Josh Zunick
Age 24
24

Josh was the light in any room he set foot in. He loved life and was passionate about music, science and the future. He always put his family first and made each and every person feel like they were the only people that mattered while he was with them. He had the most easy-going personality and kind spirit. He was a rare person who could make you laugh until you cried. He was my greatest source of laughter and joy and now a part of this world is grieving the loss such a wonderful and special young man.

Josh suffered from this disease tremendously and for 2 years he was never the same person. The disease became a devil inside of him and he tried desperately to stop it. Every day with this addiction was a constant battle for him. Rehabs, counselors, drugs, medicine: none of it seemed to work and Josh felt helpless and hopeless under the power of this deadly disease.

Josh smiled about life and loved everything and everyone he met. He was passionate about science and the future. He smiled as soon as he walked into a room and those around him smiled with him. He loved his family more than anything.

I miss his sense of humor and how he could make you laugh uncontrollably. He had a gift of making you feel loved and he listened with no judgements or agenda. He was my best friend.

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I miss his sense of humor and how he could make you laugh uncontrollably. He had a gift of making you feel loved and he listened with no judgements or agenda. He was my best friend.

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Joseph Olsen
Age 35
35

Joseph was one of the most amazing people I have ever known. He was a wonderful husband and father to our son Devin Joseph. What I miss most about him is his infectious smile and silly laugh most of all being able to call on my best friend for whatever whenever.

Joseph was the type of kid that would never do drugs in high. When he was about 24 I lost my dad to this disease and that's where it started. He tried and tired to recover from this disease and on Jan. 15 2014 God called him home. He lost the war.it was truly one of the worse days of my life.

What made Joey smile was being with his side kick our 15 year old son Devin Joseph. He absolutely loved being a daddy and Devin worshiped the ground he walked on.

I miss everything about this man. Mostly seeing him with Devin and just being able to talk to my best friend. He was the best listener. He will be forever missed

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I miss everything about this man. Mostly seeing him with Devin and just being able to talk to my best friend. He was the best listener. He will be forever missed

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Jose Perez
Age 24
24

Jose was always the life of the party. Everyone knew him and wanted to be around his silly, sparkling energy. Jokes, animals, baseball, politics, religions, world history, love, dreams, and the possibility and potential of the future were all topics constantly discussed by our exceptionally intelligent friend. His favorite thing on the planet, aside from his friends and corny jokes, was music. Jose was a key player in the Indianapolis music event company IndyMojo, he managed their street team and constantly brought new faces into the group by spreading his love and enthusiasm for electronic music everywhere he went. He grew up in Shererville, Indiana with two beautiful sisters, a brother, and wonderful parents that love him deeply. He was brilliant, compassionate, romantic, hilarious, hard working, optimistic, and the best friend that some of us have ever had. He is still loved and will be missed every single day by his family and friends.

Jose began using when he first went away to college. After a few terrible accidents and spending some time in rehab, he decided to move to Indianapolis to start fresh. Music was his escape. But as one might imagine, shows and nightclubs in the city are painted with temptation of all colors. Many people drink at concerts and events, and Jose was always involved in the party in some shape or form, but he was always smart, safe, and responsible. He constantly told his friends how proud he was of the fact that he had been clean for so long, and we were proud and grateful as well. He loved unconditionally and whole-heartedly all of his days, and he spread his love and gave his heart so openly, that he did not keep any for himself. Jose’s heart was breaking, but he never let it show. One day the pain became too heavy for him to carry alone, and he relapsed one fateful night and ended his life.

Jose was a clown! He always had the best jokes, the silliest snapchats, and gave the best hugs. He was always smiling. Talking about Bernie Sanders and our future with his friends Spencer and Jeremy made Jose smile. Busting out laughing with Charlotte, Maggie and Samantha made Jose smile. Knowing about all of the shows before they were announced and talking about IndyMojo with Matt and Jason made Jose smile. Camping with Justin and Nancy, goofing off with Lindsay, VIP parties with Megz and Marcee, car rides with Bianca, bingo nights with Jared, wrestling with Dylan, pirate shenanigans with Tim, raging with Heather, and twerking and booty-shaking with the thousands more unlisted made Jose smile! Not to mention, sharing music, cracking jokes, festivals, patriotic prints, Bassnectar, flavored vodka, panda hats, and waving that big beautiful Indiana flag. All of things and events made Jose smile, and from now on, all of these things will remind us of Jose and we will smile too.

We all loved him so much for countless different reasons. The biggest thing we miss about our brother, our son, our best friend, is his almost magical ability to turn any day around. His glowing positivity and optimism, paired with his generosity and unconditional love would all come together to lift up your spirits and put you back on track. Whether you were sad and needed cheering up, or whether he sent you a text just to say he loved you, Jose was always spreading love and light where it was needed. He could make a problem seem like nothing worth worrying over, or he could make you laugh until you cried. He did everything in his power to make sure everyone around him was happy. He was a rock for so many of us; he was always there when we needed him. Jose’s golden heart and wild soul will be forever loved and missed by his family and friends everywhere.

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We all loved him so much for countless different reasons. The biggest thing we miss about our brother, our son, our best friend, is his almost magical ability to turn any day around. His glowing positivity and optimism, paired with his generosity and unconditional love would all come together to lift up your spirits and put you back on track. Whether you were sad and needed cheering up, or whether he sent you a text just to say he loved you, Jose was always spreading love and light where it was needed. He could make a problem seem like nothing worth worrying over, or he could make you laugh until you cried. He did everything in his power to make sure everyone around him was happy. He was a rock for so many of us; he was always there when we needed him. Jose’s golden heart and wild soul will be forever loved and missed by his family and friends everywhere.

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Jonathon Morrison
Age 19
19

Jon grew up in Pleasanton, Texas. He loved music, movies, video games, skateboarding, and binge watching Friends. He was beautiful, kind, and very intelligent, often too smart for his own good. He was loyal, trusting, and would give the shirt off his back. Even at his lowest of lows, his greatest downfall was the caring for others before his own needs. Jon was shy by nature, but he would eventually open up to those he got close to, allowing them to see his beautiful, kind soul. He had a great sense of humor, loved to make those around him laugh, and was quite the practical jokester. He loved having “that’s what she said” contests with his mother. He was extremely artistic and loved to draw and paint, although he always doubted his ability. His artistic abilities stretched past the canvas and into the kitchen with his creative dishes, two of his favorites being Ramen noodles with Hot Cheetos, Chef Boyardee raviolis with cinnamon and enchilada seasoning. You knew Jon was having a good day and feeling happy when he would look at you…smile…and give you two thumbs up.

Jonathon's struggle began in high school with experimentation of prescription drugs. By the time he was a senior, the school had an epidemic on their hands with the proliferation of prescription drugs. Kids were stealing their parents medications and passing them out at school like M&M's. Most of the time, they didn't even know what they were taking and the risks involved with mixing various pills. Towards the end of his senior year, his experimentation transitioned to cocaine, and shortly after graduation, Meth entered the scene. At first he believed that he could be a 'recreational' user and control his use, but soon it had a grasp on him that he could not break free from. Towards the end, he truly wanted to get clean, sober, and turn his life around. But he just ran out of time.

It's hard to remember a time when Jonathon sincerely smiled. Before his addiction, he loved to spend hours sitting watching Friends, How I Met Your Mother, and The Office. He would make himself laugh with "that's what she said" jokes about most anything someone would say. When he wasn't watching his favorite shows, he was buried in any one of his favorite XBox games.

One word: Everything. I miss his daily texts, probably several hundred a day between the two of us. I miss his phone calls. I miss hearing his voice. I miss hearing him call me "old man". I miss hearing him clomp down the stairs like he had concrete feet when he would visit. I miss his "in a minute" when I would ask him to do his chores. I miss his crazy recipes he would cook in the kitchen, especially the ones that would stink up the house. I miss his smile, his laughter, his smell, and most of all, I miss his love.

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One word: Everything. I miss his daily texts, probably several hundred a day between the two of us. I miss his phone calls. I miss hearing his voice. I miss hearing him call me "old man". I miss hearing him clomp down the stairs like he had concrete feet when he would visit. I miss his "in a minute" when I would ask him to do his chores. I miss his crazy recipes he would cook in the kitchen, especially the ones that would stink up the house. I miss his smile, his laughter, his smell, and most of all, I miss his love.

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Jonathan Schmitz
Age 18
18

Jonathan was the most caring, loving person you'd ever want to meet. He was all about peace, and caring for one another. He touched so many lives in his few 18 years with us. He loved all animals, making tye dyed shirts for his friends, cooking, and he had a real green thumb. He loved making people laugh. He had a job in which any position the manager put him in, he would do his assigned job, with no questions asked. He was just a couple of days away from going to a culinary school, and on the day of his funeral, a company he applied for ( for a second income), called to say Jon got the job. Jon was just at a major turning point in his life when he went to an electric music concert. Jon either took a combo of illegal drugs, or someone put something in his drink. He left the concert with none of his friends by his side. He got ultra hot outside ( it was 20 degrees outside). Jonathan walked onto the expressway, and was killed. His 'friends' were no where to be found.

Jonathan used pot occasionally, but if he was doing anything else, our family was in aware of it.

Holding his dog Teanie made him smile, because the dog would always smile when she saw him. He also smiled when I'd make him a home cooked meal, or I'd bring him hot chocolate in the winter when he worked outside, or an iced tea in the hot summer. He also smiled when he was with his girlfriend, and I knew he was safe with her.

His laughter, smile, hugs, and just all around presence. After his passing, I am truly grateful that he is able to give me signs on a daily basis. I know he is always with me....forever 18

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His laughter, smile, hugs, and just all around presence. After his passing, I am truly grateful that he is able to give me signs on a daily basis. I know he is always with me....forever 18

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Jon Wagner
Age 36
36

He was intelligent, funny, charming, attractive, rebellious . . . He thought a lot about science, philosophy and life. He loved old school R&B. He liked watching South Park, House and The Walking Dead. He loved his black cat. He sang to the radio. He was a good cook. He was getting really good at calligraphy.

He started with pot, alcohol and some painkillers when he was a teen. He mostly drank and smoked weed through his 20's. When he was around 30 he started abusing painkillers with friends. He was soon doing crack and heroin, mostly heroin. Once the addiction to heroin started he never stopped for more than a few weeks here and there. This went on for six years. He lost a high paying career, a nice apartment, a beautiful girlfriend and his dream car. He got to the point where he hated his life. He finally went for inpatient treatment and was feeling great but soon the boredom and depression sunk in and he relapsed. A week later he overdosed on Fentanyl and passed away.

Everyday he would go on the Reddit app and laugh at all the stupid posts. He thought South Park was hilarious. He liked getting reactions out of people and found it amusing if he could get someone worked up. He had a great smile.

I miss cuddling up to watch TV. I miss his voice, his comments and his laugh.

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I miss cuddling up to watch TV. I miss his voice, his comments and his laugh.

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John McLaughlin
Age 69
69

Born in Livingston, New Jersey on December 24, 1946 to World War II veterans Gloria and Jay, of solid Irish stock, with whom Jack is now resting. Jack is the eldest son of his remaining siblings: Mary Grace, Daniel, Gloria, Maureen and David. Jack graduated in 1964 from Livingston High School and then majored in Spanish at The Franciscan College of Steubenville. After graduating class of '68 he enlisted in the Army where he served in Washington, D.C. as part of the Old Guard at Arlington Cemetery. In 1976 Jack would move to Colorado seeking adventure and a new path. An avid outdoorsman, Jack would always be found with a compass, maps, and a day pack ready to hit a trail. His environmental interests led him to begin a more than 30 year career with the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency where he contributed to securing clean air for the nation. Jack pursued a love of science to receive a Masters in Environmental Science in 1983 from Colorado State University. Jack, an avid traveller, once hitchhiked his way through Mexico alone. Jack has been to every state in the U.S., and Puerto Rico, also once took the U.S. Forest Service Program, and could lecture all day long about geology, flora and fauna. On December 6, 1985; Jack married the love of his life Linda. He loved nothing more than to be in nature, at a ball-game, or philosophizing with friends and family. Jack and Linda were dedicated scout leaders, soccer and baseball coaches. Jack is survived by his wife, his two sons, Michael and John; his nieces and nephews; and the rest of his family and friends, and enters the chapter eternal of the Tau Kappa Epsilon brotherhood.

Since age 13 with his first drink of alcohol and 14 with his first codein trip, dad began a lifelong struggle with addiction. Entering the U.S. military during Vietnam would introduce him to heroin and methamphetamine. He sobered up from the alcohol in 1984, the year after I was born, and the year before his other son, John, came into this life. However he continued to seek out the new form of abuse: opiates and benzodiazepines through pill form, often Doctor shopping for his various pill needs.

Nature. A good hike. A baseball game. Long road trips. Yummy vegetarian cuisine. The beach boys, Eagles, John Denver and all of the early Rock n' Roll. Mafia TV and movie dramas, horror films. Silence and meditation -- which he could never just get enough of.

Dad's humor and adventurous traveling.

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Dad's humor and adventurous traveling.

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Johanna Ginther
Age 26
26

Johanna Elizabeth was our little sparkler born on July 1st. She was my real live doll I could dress in pink frilly clothes and play with her long curly hair before she became a tom-boy! Jo Beth.was a talented athlete from an early age, she was the most naturally gifted athlete of my four children – she instinctively knew what needed to be done on the field, pitch, or court. She loved competing. Her demeanor was deceiving, she had this innocent cherub cheeked casual lazy smile that hid the tiger beneath. She was a brilliant student without any effort, graduating high school a year early! She loved her family especially her two brothers and sister. She was proud of their accomplishments and told them. She loved tradition and family – She never missed a holiday, graduation, or birthday! She adored her grandmothers. Jo Beth was kind and loving. She brought home all kinds of stray animals much to our dismay! She was fiercely loyal friend. Jo Beth had the ability to reach out to others in need.

In high school it became obvious that her curiosity - smoking a little pot, having a beer, pilfering prescription pain killers- had escalated. Crystal meth at a party led to violent outbursts that caused concern for other family members’ safety – she was whisked away in the middle of the night to her first rehab. After nine months there, she returned home she started working and going to college but nine months later she fell back into the party crowd and criminal elements which started a long long heartbreaking downward spiral with the court systems, hospitals and more rehabs. Jo Beth had been clean almost five months – forced because she was in county jail. One day when I was visiting her I walked in with an elderly woman who was visiting her 52 year old daughter that was in custody on a heroin charge. That Mom was exhausted and said she had been on their roller coaster for 30 years! I had a great conversation with JoJo about that – and I felt Jo had a plan when she got out. I warned her about lethal heroin that was going around the city she planned to live in. She told me she was done with that. She had a place to live and a job; the people that were not good influences were not going to be a part of her life. She was excited to start over again. I don’t know what triggered her to use one last time but she died alone in a public beach restroom of an accidental fatal combination of heroin, meth and a prescription (from county jail) drug

Jo was always smiling! So many things made her smile - Babies, puppies, Dodgers or Raiders winning a game, her brother Zach’s son Jeremy, her brother Tim’s baseball accomplishments and college acceptance, and her little sister’s acceptance to Nursing School! A good mystery novel. a BBQ with family and friends, artichokes, and chocolate! Any beach and any sunset! She loved to surprise you! The list is endless like her contagious smile!

Her dry witty humor that could turn anything funny! I miss that I won’t see her marry, become a mother, have a career she loves. I miss that we won’t get to Hawaii together! I miss her homemade cards and crafts, her telephone calls and I miss hearing her say “I Love You More, Mom”.

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Her dry witty humor that could turn anything funny! I miss that I won’t see her marry, become a mother, have a career she loves. I miss that we won’t get to Hawaii together! I miss her homemade cards and crafts, her telephone calls and I miss hearing her say “I Love You More, Mom”.

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Age 50
50

Jim was Funny, loving, caring,hardworking man

He came from generations of addicts, he drank his first beer at 8 and pot followed soon after, then around 18 he discovered the love of crack .

AIMEE, Jim's daughter and only child

EVERYTHING.

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EVERYTHING.

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Jessica Campion
Age 20
20

From the time I first met Jess, she had always been an outgoing, loving, beautiful, spontaneous person. She loved to be outside when the sun was shinning whether it was the beach or a park and be around those she cared for most. She had so much love for everyone to the point that no matter what you looked like or how bad your past was, at the end of the day if you had a good heart that was all that mattered to her. She was more than forgiving and never held a grudge. She loved everybody and her love always showed. She was always smiling when around friends and family, you hardly ever saw her upset or depressed. She was an inspiration to keep trying and never give up because that is how they win and you lose. She never gave up even when the whole world gave her endless reasons of why she should. She loved to write and could write for hours and was most certainly more than talented at it. Music was her everything and you could always catch her listening to many different types of music like The Grateful Dead, Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix, etc. She was an old soul that loved Mother Nature and her affection for animals was heartwarming. She loved her dog Mia and kitty Gimpy. We all think of her every second of every day because you cant just let go of someone who has made that big of an impact on your life.

Her addiction first started out with marijuana and alcohol. But then she started getting bad with pills like Klonopin and OxyContin. Went as far as stealing from her mom any chance she got. She would take over ten pills to get high and would get so high that she would pass out for the remainder of the night on the couch. She would be so high she couldn't function or talk any English. Her mom obviously started realizing her pills were drastically going missing so she started to lock them up and when Jess couldn't get them or smoke weed she would whip cans just to get that 30 second high. She started experimenting with ecstasy. She loved the feeling of it doing it every weekend, spending money on ten or more pills. Stealing money from her mom just so she could buy some pills to get high. But over time it wasn't good enough and that's where she met a guy named Fuzzy. The night we met this beast, he brought us all up into my friends attic where they both shot up in front of us. We were only 13, 14 years old... Jess slowly started seeing him more to the point where almost a year went by and I had hardly saw her. Lost the first love of her life, pushed away all her family and friends and me. I had to beg and beg to get her to see me but I just wanted to make sure she was ok and had someone watching over her. The very few times I actually did see her she was high as a kite from shooting up. She was doing almost every main drug at this time, Ecstasy, Acid, Coke, Crack, Dust, drinking alcohol and smoking weed. It went on for months and then turned to her doing only heroin. She tried pushing me away but I kept telling her I would never leave. Her mom sent her to so many rehabs in hopes that one would be able to save her daughters life. Unfortunately, these rehabs was were it got worse as far as her trying black tar(a form of heroin that can be smoked) that she got from a counselor. She tried everything possible and never gave up even when the voices in her head told her to..

Animals was definitely one major factor in making her smile along with some good tunes. But Love and family was the biggest. Jessica loved to love and be loved. When she had someone in her life she cared for she would love them with everything she had. Love made her world go round. And Family meant every thing to her. She loved her niece so much and her Pa. Her mother was her rock, her everything whom she loved more than anybody in the world. Family, Love, and Friendships of all kinds made her smile.

I miss her laugh. I still hear her laughing every now and then in my head. I miss messaging her when i needed someone to talk to or just hang with. I miss going on walks with her and having the fun times we did. I miss making memories with her and making plans of what we were guna do for the summer. I miss our slumber parties and silly moments. I just miss her.

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I miss her laugh. I still hear her laughing every now and then in my head. I miss messaging her when i needed someone to talk to or just hang with. I miss going on walks with her and having the fun times we did. I miss making memories with her and making plans of what we were guna do for the summer. I miss our slumber parties and silly moments. I just miss her.

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Jesse Lytle
Age 24
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Jesse was a one-of-a-kind person-- truly intelligent, fun, ambitious and carefree. The year he passed he planned on going back to school for addiction counseling. This kid was always running he was always doing something fun, or working he had stories for days. Before he died we were supposed to go see Lil Wayne live-I had even bought the tickets.

Jesse's addiction started with pills after and accident while he was fixing a car and it fell on him the use of pills turned into heroin and when he could not afford his habbit he began selling the dope so he could use which eventually turned into shooting up.

His family. When he was with his family and was clean he was happy. He was proud that he had gotten out of rehab and had established a relationship with the Lord. He loved working, he loved music and playing cards he loved just hanging out being outside or staying in and watching movies.

I miss the long talks that we had. This kid knew me inside and out, I miss having my best friend around to try and teach him new music or how to dance. I miss playing cards and just hanging out outside hacky sacking, I miss that infectious smile he had I miss how he stole everyone's lighters, I miss him Jesse was a one-of-a-kind person.

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I miss the long talks that we had. This kid knew me inside and out, I miss having my best friend around to try and teach him new music or how to dance. I miss playing cards and just hanging out outside hacky sacking, I miss that infectious smile he had I miss how he stole everyone's lighters, I miss him Jesse was a one-of-a-kind person.

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Jennifer Kuhel
Age 38
38

She was the love of my life she made some bad choices but that does not make her a bad person it makes her human I think I was the first man who didn't beat her a so called friend did that to her God sent her to my door at 2 in the morning. I've never seen some one beat like that. That night I made her and God a promise that no one would ever hurt her again and I would stay with her to the end, a promise that I kept.

She struggled with drinking from a early age and at 39 her body could no longer take it. We had to get hospice and she died in my arms at 5:00 a.m. on 12-10-14.

When we would wake up in the morning I would tell her I love you and she would always answer me with I love you more and smile at me.

Everything, It's like a part of me died with her.

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Everything, It's like a part of me died with her.

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Jennifer Schmiedel
Age 25
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My daughter Jennifer was very sweet, kind, loving, intelligent beyond her years. She was very creative. She had a beautiful voice, composed songs, and wrote poetry. She taught herself to play guitar and also played the violin. She was often called a "Flower Child". She always had her
guitar and loved to sing and lift people's spirit. She had an impish uncensored zest for life and was so funny and constantly made people laugh. She hated to see anybody sad or suffer even in the midst of her own pain and suffering.

Jennifer was a heroin addict. She hated her addiction and what it did to her, her family, and her friends. She so desperately wanted to stop. She finally got sober in the summer of 2015. She worked on her program, carried the message, and helped so many people. She was happier and healthier than she had ever been in her entire adult life. But it was just too much for her. Unfortunately, she relapsed and lost her battle on November 1, 2015.


It didn't take much to make her smile. She was very creative and always found ways to lift people's spirits with her incredible wit and sense of humor. She was so funny.

I miss her singing and laughter most of all. She had such a beautiful voice. She sang from the heart with love. I miss the way she used her gifts to lift others including myself.

Jennifer was a heroin addict. She hated her addiction and what it did to her, her family and her friends. She so desperately wanted to stop. She finally got sober in the summer of 2015. She worked her program, carried the message and helped so many people. She was happier and healthier than she had ever been in her entire adult life. But it was just too much for her. Unfortunately she relapsed and lost her battle on November 1, 2015.

It didn't take much to make her smile. She was very creative and always found ways to lift people's spirits with her incredible wit and sense of humor. She was so funny.

I miss her singing and laughter most of all. She had such a beautiful voice. She sang from the heart with love. I miss the way she used her gifts to lift others including myself.

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I miss her singing and laughter most of all. She had such a beautiful voice. She sang from the heart with love. I miss the way she used her gifts to lift others including myself.

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