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

Our family rock! He was the oldest of us four. The big brother that was good at everything and the one who held everything together! For the life he lived was totally unbelievable to the ones closest to him. Never in a million years did I think his life would go the way it did. A struggle for five years with addiction. He was more than the life he was living and I wish the ones who took this man from our family knew exactly what they took: A father, a son, a brother, a nephew, and a grandson. Our family is completely shattered by this loss!

Taylor had a chrasmatic personality with his smile and sparkle in those beautiful blue eyes. His love and friendship were for a lifetime. Taylor worked HVAC & electrical, he was an artist, who also snorkeled and fished. He played ice hockey 10+ years along with volunteering coaching. 2015 his life changed in a way we never expected when he was introduced to heroin. Rehab after rehab, sober in between each rehab. I wasn’t giving up on my baby, my son, so we continued the battle. The battle that was bigger than me.
God took Taylor, and in exchange gave us a grandson, his son, who is now seven months. Grief heavier than I ever imagined. I pray he is at peace as that is the only way I can have peace of mind. RIP sweet boy, son, brother, father. We love & miss you.

My baby sister died on August 19, 2019.
She purchased a Percocet from a supposed friend to relive pain from a constant toothache. It wasn’t Percocet though. It was fentanyl. My sister died within minutes ... alone, scared.
My family lost its rock...Theresa kept us together as a family after my mom passed from cancer. We lost a sister, daughter, and mother to two amazing kids over a $5 opioid pill that killed her. I will never be able to make sense of this.

My son Scot could light up a room with his smile. He was the funniest, kindest, most caring guy around. Until substance use hijacked his life. He struggled for years. The five months before he passed he was sober. We had our beautiful son and brother back. Why he chose to pick up we will never know. What I do know is I am forever grateful for my boy and the years we had together. Because of Scot we started S.O.A.R.S. Substance Overdose Awareness Recovery Services. We hold weekly grief support for the far too many loved ones left behind. We hold an annual SCOTTY B OVERDOSE AWARENESS DAY. Because if Scot were here today, I believe he would be standing beside us helping those still struggling and their families. I know that through the loss of Scot I have found my purpose in life. My hope is to spend the rest of my life being the kind, compassionate, caring person that my son Scot Baker was. Until we meet again, I will honor my beautiful boy.

Marc was my first born and a sweetheart of a person who loved his son, siblings, and family. He just got engaged and wasn't treating his bipolar. He had no program and picked up again. My son was my best friend as I gave birth to him at 16 years old. He himself became a great father at 15 years old and his son is now 21. Marc loved the Eagles and had no problem with working hard. A heart of gold and a loving person who couldn't wait to be 20 years old when he was served a bad dose. He had irreversible brain damage and no quality of life so we pulled the plug eight days later never. We will we be the same. Merry Christmas Son. He loved Christmas also.

My dear son fought battles since the day he was born 14 weeks premature. 1 lb. 12 oz. Born way too early, for unknown reasons. Struggled with school. Fought and survived stage four testicular cancer at age 19. Doctors were amazed. Fought the battle of addiction for 15 years, with the last three years doing so well. You were a fighter and a survivor and taught us all so much about life. You were stolen from us, and our hearts are so broken. We all love you so much and miss you immensely. Love, Mom

Loving, thoughtful, loves family and animals!!!

Steve had the greatest smile, and could light up a room. He never passed up a chance to help someone in need and absolutely loved to make people laugh. I will miss him every minute of every day, from now until we meet again.

VERY LOVING AND FUNNY DAD, POP-POP AND FRIEND! MY HERO. LOVE AND MISS YOU SO MUCH DAD! FREE BIRD, FLY HIGH!

Cierra loved school, loved working.
Energetic. Loved sports, dance.
She had many friends, always stuck up for the underdog.
Unfortunately, she was introduced to heroin and never overcame it.
My family is devastated.
She was my daughter.

Michael always had such a big heart. He was the guy always there for others with loving advice. He struggled with depression and drug addiction for half of his life. He went to several rehabs where he would always do great. He always made great friends wherever he went. But he somehow always got pulled back to using drugs. He loved his family and friends dearly. He loved God and is now at peace. We miss him dearly but know we will see him again.

Bryce had an infectious smile and a beautiful heart. He fought so hard but unfortunately he lost his battle a month before his 22nd birthday to heroin. He is forever loved and deeply missed! 💔

You tried so hard to stop the pain. God answered your prayers and took you home to rest. The ache in my heart is constant. Until we meet again, my son.

Jared was my boyfriend and best friend. He would and could do anything and everything for anyone he cared about. He was loved by many and loved even more. Jared had a heart that did not understand why people would let him down or turn their backs when he needed them. We had some hard times, but he knew I loved him unconditionally always and forever. I miss him every second of everyday. I keep hoping Jared being gone is just a nightmare I will wake up from. I am happy to know that Jared is no longer struggling and is with our Lord and Savior. We will be together again.

I will never understand why you decided to go back to those drugs! You were sober for seven years.You left us too soon. God had other plans. But please remember how very much you were loved. And still are! Brodie, I don’t know what will happen if when I die, you aren’t in heaven waiting for me! I pray you knew the Lord and had time to call out the name above all names, Jesus.Our family saying is LUMI (love u 😡 it)! I will never be the same 💔😢✝️

Dalton was a fun-loving kid that no matter what always had a smile on his face. He had one love in life and that was his babies. Dalton struggled in life since he was a child. We love and miss him every single day.

John had struggled for 10 years with his heroin addiction. He was about eight months sober. When he lost his battle on July 19th 2019. He was very funny, a caring and loving guy. Loved the Grateful Dead. He brought light to everyone who he came in contact. Our lives are forever changed.

My brother was special to me in every way. Even though we argued more than anything he was still my big brother. I don't believe he was on heroin a year before it took his life. I honestly thought he was sleeping on the couch as I watched TV. I tried CPR but it was too late. I should have checked him sooner. But I don't want him defined or remembered for this sickness, this disease. He would do anything for anyone. He was a good father, a good friend, a good brother, a good son.

Scott Bradley was always a beautiful, smart, and funny boy. He was active and loved to play and be silly. He developed a love for cars in his late teen years. While at college, Scott Bradley was a victim in a multi car crash that began the end of his life. He developed an addiction to OxyContin after his injuries. When he could no longer get scripts for the OxyContin, he bought it off the street. At some point a “ friend” suggested heroin as a cheaper alternative. After that point, Scott Bradley tried nearly every drug to drown his pain. He went to rehab several times. He seemed to get better. His fatal dose occurred on 9/10/18, after presumably doing “ a little cocaine” which was pure fentanyl. He died instantly, leaving behind a heartbroken mother. He also left behind an infant son.