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

Mike became addicted to opioids about 8 years ago. I tried in every way possible to get him the help he desperately needed. Unfortunately, he lost the battle on October 4th, 2017. He was the love of my life and I miss him every day. He called me his princess, and he will always be my prince.

Had a Spirit that you wanted to be near, a contagious smile that lit up a room! You were blessed just knowing him! A girl magnet and a wonderful Son, Brother, Cousin, Nephew and Grandson! His loss has still left us mourning him!!! He was born with the addict gene and he thought he was taking a pill he was used to! Unaware it was laced with a fatal dose of fentanyl!

Son, Brother, uncle.
Awesome Josh.
Miss his laugh, sense of humor and the way he called me, “his little Mama.”
Sweet nature.
I miss him.

I miss everything about him. I miss his hugs and his kisses. I miss hearing his voice.

Anthony loved to make people laugh... He enjoyed riding motorcycles, his job sheetrocking and most of all his 3 children... We were together 15 years and he was the most loyal gentle man. He loved me unconditionally. I will miss him every second of everyday until we are together again... He will always be my forever.... Fly high my love... Forever 36

My Son Allen was the most loving and caring person I have ever known. We were best friends. We did everything together. He was doing so good for many years. Then he found out he was type1 diabetic. He fell apart, was having a hard time, and slipped up. I came home from work to find him. Lifeless on the floor. My heart breaks all day. I lost the one person that made my life worth living and its so hard to go one without him. I lost my baby boy and I can't wait till I get to be with him.

Blake's birthdate was 1/31/85. He was my first born and only son. Conceived with much love and anticipation. He was such a good baby and a very outgoing and adventurous child. He never met a stranger. He was a friend and loved by many.
Unfortunately Blake became addicted to opioids after a knee surgery 6 years ago led to complications and prescription abuse. Somewhere along the line he crossed over to heroin although very few people including myself were aware of this. Blake and his girlfriend moved to Florida and it was there that the addiction took hold if his life. Blake had recently found sobriety and was planning to return home after a recent breakup with his girlfriend. I had already prepared a living area in my home for his fresh start. Unfortunately it was not to be. He relapsed the morning after I last spoke with him and purchased what he thought was a small quantity if heroin. He was found dead hanging out if his truck that morning. Turns out he ingested a deadly dose of pure fentanyl. He probably didn't even know what hit him. Another statistic, but my beautiful boy. I miss everything about him. The amazing dimples God gave him and the way you could see his pulse beat through the side of his neck. I miss his smell and the way he called me Mama. I just know I was blessed to have been the mother of such a kind and beautiful soul. I thank God for letting me spend the time I did with him, and look forward to the day we are reunited in God's heavenly kingdom.

My daughter struggled for years with her addiction but was doing so well right before her death. She was in college for criminal justice, she wanted to work in a field that she could help others that were struggling with addiction. She had a bubbly personality and loving heart that brightened up everyone whom she came in contact with.
She was still struggling though with demons from her past and present and on that last day she was given a lethal dose of fentanyl, four times the lethal dose. She was murdered in my mind, and her family and friends'.
My daughter Alexis will forever be loved and missed!

My James how I miss you. We were supposed to spend the rest of our lives together watching the kids grow up and eventually having grandbabies.. The last 7 years that I got to spend with you was the best of my life. I'll never look at the sky the same way as I did when I was with you. I miss sneaking off and ending up at the creek late at night. Going out and just driving to see where we ended up.. My heart is completely shattered without you by my side. I miss falling asleep in your arms, listening to your heart beat. You were taken away from me way to soon and it's not fair at all. I love you so much.. I can't wait to be in your arms again.. Untill then... I'll love you for always and forever...
Your wife,
Amy ❤️

Gage was one of those beautiful people that God sends only for a little while. He loved animals, people and music. He began using at the age of twelve. At age 22 the demon of addiction finally took his life with a self inflicted gunshot wound to the head. I miss his voice and his laugh. I just miss him. Everything about him. Our family has shattered into a million pieces but in a way that is good. We are all healing in one way or another. I miss you my Bumpy! ❤️Nan.-heartbroken Aunt and biggest fan.

Timmy was a happy, bright, caring young man. Always smiled and could light up a room with his humorous disposition. He loved pets and and shopping. Wrote music. Always wanted to be a teacher. He received a presidential honer upon graduation. Being bilingual at an early age he continued his goal of college early. Unfortunately, with the use of over the counter medications he self medicated, which became an addiction. He shortly thereafter was dual diagnosed. After a few years of stumbling through rehabs, mental health diagnosis' and working his addiction issues, he appeared to have it under control. Life was returning to normal most of the time. He lost a loved friend and began to stumble once more. He was sold street drugs, heroin, first time and he snorted it. He never lived to tell about it. The world lost a young man with so much potential and so gifted with talent. He leaves behind an older brother and sister, and a younger brother. And of course his broken hearted parents. He will never be forgotten. Memories last a lifetime, love lasts forever 💔

Chris is my son and my best friend, just and awesome person, loved by all that had the pleasure to know him. I know he's up in heaven with his sister Heather Ann Maccrossen, who was murdered, spending time with her. I will always miss u, think about u all the time. RIH my Son. Love u dad.

My son Garrett was only 19 when he was taken from me. Garrett had always struggled growing up due to learning disabilities. When he turned 18 his so-called friends learned he was receiving a check from SSI and took advantage of him. And Garrett was very gullible. They let him crash at their house filled with drugs and alcohol until his money ran out. Then it was back to my house. Which I didn't mind as I knew he was safe with me.
This pattern repeated itself for months. Until one day, that day my life as I know it changed forever...I found my son Garrett unconscious on our couch. I don't even know why I pulled back the blanket he had over him. I was cleaning in the other room and was walking through the living room to go to the bathroom. And for some reason, I pulled back the blanket from him and couldn't wake him up. I shook him and shook him. Screamed for my husband my husband and did CPR until paramedics arrived. My son Garrett didn't make it. I refuse to say he d**d. The coroner said he had fentanyl and percocet and spice that was soaked in rubbing alcohol. Who does that?? And other toxins like xanax and suboxone in his system. This he got from his great friends that only had anything to do with him around the third of the month when his SSI check came in.

I miss his face his voice and everything about him. His illness took him from his family that loved him so much.

Hayley was always a loving child. She had many friends, was outgoing, spoke her mind, and was very close to her family.
She Played many instruments in the high school marching band. Hayley graduated with her cosmetology license. She tried to make a career for herself, but couldn't build a clientele.

Jeremy is the youngest of four children. He passed on February 1, 2015. My world stopped turning that evening. He was 29 years old. Jeremy died here in his room. Jeremy is my baby and the child who lived with me pretty much his whole life. The others long moved out and he was still with me. We were very close. He is my heart. His whole face lit up with his smile.

As a child and adolescent his sport was baseball. Sometimes a catcher, sometimes a pitcher. As he grew, he loved riding dirt bikes and ATVs.

Jeremy left a young son behind who was just 12 when he passed. Jayden is the spitting image of his dad. Jayden's16 now. His sport is football. Luckily his dad got to watch him play plenty since he started at seven. I just wish Jeremy could see the young man he's grown into and see him playing high school football.
Jeremy was a gentle, loving, and kind person. He was a very helpful person. He'd give anyone a hand. When I had back problems he'd come downstairs every morning at 7:00 to put on my socks and shoes for work. Every morning, till the day of his death, he'd peek into my room and when my eyes were open would say, "Mama, you want me to bring you coffee?" He once spotted an elderly gentleman struggling to carry his packages so he ran over to carry them the 3/4 of a mile up the hill to his home. He did that once
 or twice a week for several years including the week he passed.

The world is a darker place without my loving son Jeremy.

Johnny ... we will be together again!
A family as strong as ours will be forever together!
A love as strong as ours will be forever!
Our hearts are bonded together forever!
We’ll stay strong ... always and forever together!
Love you💙💙💙

Cody was my only child. He was the sunshine in my day. He took his own life when his newly born son was ripped from him. Depression...PTSD...and other demons he delt with got to be too much. At 230 A.M Dec.22 my husband and I found our baby and I held him up as his father cut him down. We were lost. I mean what do you do when the soul reason you get up in the morning is gone. I feel he watched our pain and I know he didn't mean to hurt us and he loves us because one month after he left us my husband and I got custody of our grandson, who is now three years old and the light of our life.

Joseph was so smart and full of life. He loved muscle cars and his 04 Mach 1. He had such a huge heart. His “friend” brought pure fentanyl to a party Joseph had and talked him into trying (great “friend” huh)!!! My son never woke up the next day. My 16 year old found his brother in his bed passed away 9/1/18. Joseph was his nephew Westyn’s best friend. He’s only five and struggles so hard not having his Uncle Joe Joe. We all love and miss Joseph so so much. Our hearts are forever broken.

My daughter was a kind, caring individual who would give anything to make others happy, even though she battled depression herself. I miss her with all my heart and will never forget the person she was before addiction took her away from us. She was a loving mother of three beautiful girls. She lost her battle with addiction after an on and off struggle of about eight years. She is sadly missed by her children, sister, mother, and father.