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

My Son was always there for his 4 beautiful children and his wife of 13 years, He would be there in a second to lead a helping hand, He had a heart of Gold,,

I miss him calling my name,,,seeing his beautiful face,,

A loving Father, Husband and Son

My son was a very good man thought of others before himself

I miss my son so much I can’t pick just one I miss every thing about him

His laughter his sense of humor and his love ..his face his smile

She was beautiful inside and out. She was a social worker always wanting people to not make the mistake that she did that cost her her life and dreams of being a wife, mother, daughter and sister.

There isn’t just one. When she walked in the door we always knew the fun and love was so evident in her presence.

Her love for all of us. Always wanting us to get along. Her not getting what she really wanted. To be clean off drugs snd loved by someone. Truly loved and needed

I think she would like to be remembered as a loyal and loving friend and family member. She would have helped anyone or give them anything they needed.

My daughter had a beautiful soul, contagious laugh, caring heart, was smart , funny and beautiful!

They are too many favorite memories to share of my daughter.

Her smile, her laugh, her craziness and her caring soul.

She would like to be remembered as a good friend, wonderful daughter and the happy person she was before her addiction took control.

Michael was a kind, loving, caring man who loved his family very much. He had an infectious smile that lit up a room when he walked in. He had a great sense of humor and was a jokester.

Everything about him, his smile, his big heart, his big hugs.

Love for family and friends and the courage to want to help others before himself

Ian was such a bright light. His personality was great. He had a sense of humor that could make anyone laugh. You could never stay mad at Ian, he had a way of making you love him. He was such a humble person and he had a huge heart. Ian loved us.

I have alot of "favorite" memories of Ian. We would be in the store together and he would just start dancing and then get me to join in and we had such a good time. Ian was a great brother and uncle too. He took his nephew Jayce everywhere..."hey mom...why do you think I meet all these girls? Jayce is a little chick magnet". Jayce misses his uncle so very much....he tries to be just like him. Ian never got to meet the niece he wanted to spoil but she was named "Ianella" after her uncle.

I miss Ian's smile and his goofy laugh(he got that from me). I miss his smell- he smelled so good. I will miss his little pranks and him punching my butt in public making people think I am a cougar...lol. I miss his gentleness and the conversations that we used to have when he felt down.
I will miss out on grandchildren from him because he would have been such a great father. I miss listening to music and dancing with him. I miss my mama's boy.

I would like Ian to be remembered as a big hearted person and the best friend that you could ever have. When Ian loved, he loves hard. I want Ian to be remembered for the beautiful person he was. I want Ian to be remembered as the kid, whose mother started a nonprofit because of him and so many others that no longer have a voice. I will speak for my son as you speak for yours. I want Ian to be remembered as a true blessing.

She was stunningly beautiful... eyes clearer than the sky... the best sense of humor ever... the most amazing mom... brave and fearless

I have so many I couldn’t pick just one... I’d have to say just seeing her walk in the door ..so simple but I’d give anything to see that again

I miss everything... her laugh her smile... her stupid jokes... her fierce loyalty... he wild spirit ..just HER!!!!

As the amazing daughter, mother, sister and aunt that she was

My brother was the best brother I could ever ask for he always protected me we where only 18months apart we grew up together he was so funny and so strong he battled addiction 18yrs before he lost his fight his laugh was contagious

I have so many but what I will never get out of my head is his smile and his laugh he has such a funny laugh he was such a kid at heart.

I will miss everything about my brother his smile his smell his voice his phone calls him calling me sis he was my only sibling my older brother I'll miss his hugs and him jabbing me in my side and saying 10000 volts or him jabbing my in my armpit while screaming pits taca. The most part is I'll miss growing old with him I'll miss seeing what he would look like as a old man I'll never ever see that or experience that and it breaks my heart everyday

Strong courageous and a fighter he was so active in NA for years he would chair meetings and and speak at events I want people to know there is help out there. You matter, your presence matters, your life matters. Your family loves you the streets and drugs do not love you
Remember me as happy bright and alive remember me as loving and opinionated remember me as loving father,brother and son

He was funny, rotten, kind and loving. There isn’t anything he wouldn’t do for the ones he loved

When he was 8 his friend was sleeping over. He asked “what do we sleep on” I looked at him and said “use a fuckn blanket” he thought I walked away but I turned right back around as he said with his lil arm’s stretched out n said like a true smartass “ well where is the fuckn blanket” oh my the look on his face was priceless.

His beautiful eyes and that shit eatin grin

He was a very loyal and loving young man

My son & only child was a gentle, kind person until The Monster got him.He was so smart and knew better, but The Monster got hold & would not let him go.
For the last 7 months of his life he was clean & I had my son back.I miss him so & am crushed.

Being at the beach together brings such warm memories of Frankie. Hed hold onto me so tight when the waves crashed on us. I can also picture him in the kitchen cooking for everyone. It was his way of expressing his love for us. He was great at art, too, and I treasure some pieces he drew when he was a kid. And his deep, resonant voice was so distinctive.

I miss him hugging me when he'd visit and hearing his voice say, "Hey Mom. How are you?"
Most of all, I miss hearing him say, "I love you, Mommy."

He loved his family and friends and that he would protect us with his own life if he had to.

Everyone he met he left an impression. He found the good in every one. His smile was contagious. He would drop everything if you needed him. His passion was barbering. He loved the beach and fishing. He loved the outdoors. He was the best.

No matter how hard life knocked him down he would always manage to get up and keep walking. He never held a grudge. He lived every one and life.

His energy. His smile. His heart. His hugs.

My dad was a great man and could build anything he set his mind to. he was a great carpenter. He loved my sister and I. He would have done anything to help anyone and would give u the shirt off of his back if u needed it. we miss him everyday.

arrow head digging with him when I was very young and fishing. we were always outdoors.

His quick wit, his smile, his generous nature. Always worried and cared about others. One of my favorite memories is the look of pride when he got his very first apartment and made me dinner.

His smile, his hugs, our conversations. Saying godnight and I love you. His presence.

Family came first. His enjoyment of being with family and friends. Loving son, loyal friend, his huge heart, his smile.

Her love of children and animals.

My son whose smile lit up a room. He loved deeply and was the best friend you could ever have.

Dalton was the most unique soul you would ever meet. He had such an infectious laugh and smile, and was always your shoulder to lean on. He was friends with everyone, loved his kids, and loved his family. He was also beyond appreciative of everyone.

Dalton had a heart of pure gold. Many times, we would raise baby deer and raccoons. While we thought we had obtained the right permit, as instructed by the DNR, it never seemed as though the conservation officer would leave us alone. They would always confiscate our animals, we would find more abandoned by their mothers, and they would come take them again. He was always so excited to call me and say “Jord, you’re going to be so excited. Hurry, come over, I have us another raccoon/deer.”

I will miss his genuine caring nature, his smile, his huge heart, his protective instincts over his family, and the love he had for everyone e. He will forever be missed.

Dalton was too unique and caring to be in such a cruel world. He was the most unmaterialistic person you’d ever meet, and just enjoyed the beautiful things in life. He was not his addiction; he was just too broken for this world.

Roger had such a contagious laugh that you couldn't help but love. He is missed dearly by his 3 kids and family so much!

His laugh. His love for his children and wife. The way his face lit up when seeing them.

A kindhearted man who would do anything he could for anyone. He's missed beyond words. His kids are very young. The oldest is 7. The youngest is almost 2. We will always tell them about roger and what he means to us.

She was my best friend my little sister she had a lot of life to live!! Taken way to soon!!

Everyday life we was always together

Everything her laugh her smile

As a great mommie