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

He was a very special son! He was blind but he was able to get around real good! He had alot of friends too!

The most special memory is when we would go for walks! He loved to be outside alot! He loved to go camping and swimming too!

I will miss taking him for walks!

I would like him to remember him the way he was!

Thomas was loved and cherished by all of his family and he is sorely missed. He was an incredibly sweet and loving person who endured many hardships and losses during his short life long before developing his addiction. Rest in peace sweet Thomas Joseph. XO

Thomas was an incredible listener, a dear friend to many, and he had an unwavering faith in God. He enjoyed reading, running, video games, and spending time with friends and family. Thomas will be remembered for so much more than his illness.

I would like Amanda to be remembered as an amazing mother to her children and a caring person to anyone she came in contact with.

Kristina was an incredible person- who lit up any room she entered. Truly beautiful, inside and out. She knew how to make people feel special and loved. She was a natural leader, a good listener and cared deeply for her kids, family and loved ones.

From childhood, my favorite memory is sharing a room, playing barbies and listening to Delilah on the radio at night. As teens, my favorite memories are visiting our grandparents in Escondido, sunbathing on the large boulders in their backyard and listening to music. My favorite memory from adulthood is visiting her in Springfield, MO and taking a road trip to Nashville in her jeep, going out and dancing to a Jimmy Buffet cover band.

I miss her laugh. I miss her voice. I miss her funny texts. I miss her pep talks and her support and advice. I miss hugging her and watching our kids play together. I miss the entire future I envisioned for us as sisters, raising our kids together and being there for each other.

I think Kristina would want to be remembered as someone who was kind to everyone. She never judged people by their cover. She had an open heart and cared deeply about her friends and family. . She would like to be remembered as a good, supportive friend to many and a good mom. She wanted to help other women with substance use disorder, and I think she would want her story to be told in the hopes it could help others.

My son was so compassionate. Danny didnt judge people. He treated everyone with respect. He was such a hard worker. His trade was plumbing. Danny worked hard and he played hard too. Whatever he chose to do he would strive to be the best.

Family vacation in Hawaii. Danny and his sister got certified in scuba diving. They swam with huge sea turtles.

The thing I miss the most about my son is his laugh! It was the best. He would make me laugh by just hearing his. My son was truly the funniest person I have ever met. His sense of humor was so dry.

I believe if Danny answered this question that he would say just remember me the way I was before addiction took control over me and destroyed my life.

Bravely battled addiction. Knew love. Kind and a great listener

Christmas Eve when we gathered gifts and food for a family in need.

Everything. Seeing his name come up on my phone. Hugs. Everything!

As a human being and not just an addict

Jansen was a loving son, brother, grandson, nephew, cousin, and friend. He was intelligent and was a student at the University of Pittsburgh, studying political science. He was compassionate and charming, lively, and witty with an infectious laugh.

Jansen spent much of his time with his family and friends. He loved his family and especially loved playing games with them. His family has fond memories of watching movies and shows with him and going to a Mumford & Sons concert and a Pittsburgh Penguins game with him. His friends remember him as a source of sheer fun (and great music).

There are so many things about Jansen to miss. When we talk about and remember him, we miss all of the big things and all of the small things. We just miss him.

I think Jansen would like to be remembered as a forward thinker and a vibrant soul. And he left us with this Mumford & Sons lyric: "In these bodies, we will live. In these bodies, we will die. Where you invest your love, you invest your life." We love you, Jansen.

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Everywhere We Went
You Were Noticed

Traveling to Pacha NYC for Erick Morillo, Danny Tenaglia, Sebastian Ingrosso, Steve Angello and Sean PDiddy Combs
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They came into this world
It was so cold
Daily interactions
Grew and Told
As a Student they taught lessons
As a man they saved art

Watching Movies

I didn’t get to say goodbye

As A Hero

Beautiful Soul who never met a stranger and always became the brightest light in the room. Missed and loved more by each passing day.

All the laughter and jokes this girl had, so quick with her wit.

Her eyes, her crooked little smile, her warm hugs and her earthly presence.

As funny, kind-hearted, smart, not taken too seriously... most of all an excellent mother.

Alex had a heart of gold. He would do anything for anyone.

She was my sister and best friend. I miss her every second of every single day. I want to sleep more to see her in my dreams. She was my person and it still breaks me down to this day that I could not save her.

My favorite memory of my sister is our conversations on the phone and picking her up from ‘college’.

Her smile, her laugh, and her hugs

As a mother that loves her son more than anything in the world.

She was fearless from the day she was born. She didn’t let anything or anyone stop her.

Watching her when she had her first baby. She loved him so much.

Her smile.

As a fighter. She had so much fight in her. Maybe, too much. The only things she couldn’t fight were the demons she carried.

Overcomer of challenges. Child of the Great Spirit. Unable to fully comprehend dangerous outcomes Beloved.

Spiritual to his core. Beloved.

Spirited conversations on many topics. Loved History and indigenous peoples history.

As a Spiritual Conduit to the Great Spirit.

Ben was an unforgettable force of nature. His light shines eternally. His love of music is only trumped by his life of his people. His parents, sister, nieces, his many friends, fellow dead heads, my 2 kid's and I.

Watching him in his element jamming to music was so perfect. When he played his guitar all of his problems & addictions floated away. This is how I like to remember him. So light and happy.

His smile, his unconditional love. He had a way of making the people he loved feel so important and you truly believed he was going to keep you safe and everything was going to be okay.

He would probably be proud of me for keeping his memory alive. Not as an addict that passed away the way he did, but the way he LIVED. All the stories he had about following the Dead, his adventures, all the love and adventures. He had a beautiful heart and a kind soul. He was pure love and music flowed out of his veins.

Tim put the light back in my life. Gave me confidence that I never knew I had. And we had a connection and love that people sometimes might never get the chance to have. He changed my life in so many ways, I will forever love and miss him, My Angel.

Looking up at the stars as he could name each one or listening to him play “Have I told you lately that I loved you” on the piano to me. He had many talents but would never take credit for it.

His laugh, his smell, his huge hugs, him teasing me. Kissing him. Our deep talks that would last all night. Him being my rock. Telling me I’m beautiful, to smile, and just about everything, even when he pissed me off.

Tim would like to be remembered as a great hockey player, loved the ocean and boats, big boats! He was humble. Loyal and Protective to those he loved. A brilliant engineer who could fix or build anything. He loved dogs, kids, and his family.

Great sense of humor, avid reader of everything, culture vulture, had so many friends whom loved and looked up to him.

Listening to music together from the sixties and seventies and dancing.

His sense of humor and deep understanding of me.

A loving son, brother, family member and friend who tried his best to overcome deep depression and the disease of addiction. He loved all of you.

Jarrett was a brilliant light that only shown for a short time in this world he was a caring charismatic funny tough loyal man who touched the lives of everyone he met in a lasting way that can never be duplicated.we miss him every single day .

How he was just himself no matter what n how he loved so fully and really cared for those in his life.

Everything.

As a awesome and irreplaceable person.

Jessica loved nature, fishing, cooking and spending time with her grandparents, her father and extended family. She was cheerful, inquisitive, empathetic, compassionate and kind hearted.

My favorite memories of her are teaching her about the world, going on trips together, cooking together, helping her with schoolwork, fishing, boating, teaching her how to ride a bike, how to drive, sightseeing, eating out, going to movies, sightseeing and just plain being together.

Everything. Believing that a future career free of drugs was near.

By how deeply she loved her family, especially her daughter who was 16 at the time of her death.

JJ was one of a kind. He loved making others others laugh through his scare cams and dumb jokes. He was a self taught drummer. Which became his passion. He loved the Seattle Seahawks. He was quick witted and loved his family with his whole being.

Our favorite memory of JJ was when he was 19 and wanted his sister to buy him and his friends beer. He said he would do anything for it. So his sister dared him to run down the street naked and well in great JJ fashion He Did Just That!!

Everything about JJ will be missed. Most of all his sense of humor. The sound of his voice. His phone calls to his momma just to tell her she's beautiful. His nieces and nephews not getting a chance to know who he was. The sound of him banging on his drums and the smell of his cologne throughout the house.

I truly believe JJ would want to be remembered as living life to the fullest. His love for his family and laughter was his greatest strength!!