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Thomas Ray Modglin

Age 26
Father, Son, Brother, Musician!!
Thomas  Modglin
Age 26
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He loved his family, friends, and music!! He loved unconditionally with all of his heart. All he ever wanted to do was entertain and make people smile, so maybe he could smile for a while!! He had the most beautiful smile and an infectious laugh. He was in a band called The God Particle, who had just released their first single a few months before. He always had to be doing something, he would get bored easily. A lover of movies, some of his favorites were Coen Brothers and Kevin Smith movies. His absolute favorite movies were the Star Wars movies. Favorite bands Deftones, Alice in Chains, Tom Waits, Michael Jackson, and Tool, with his #1 of all time...Limp Bizkit! He had a love for cooking and was always inventing some new recipe in the kitchen that took no less than every dish in the house to make. If he couldn't be a musician, he wanted to be a chef. He never met a stranger, he talked to and befriended everyone. He left behind three very young children who miss him! They won't remember him enough to have many memories. We talk about 'daddy' every day so they will always have memories of the man that loved them so much.

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My handsome oldest son!

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Kenny Brown

Age 20
Son, Brother, Positive, Sarcastic
Kenny Brown
Age 20
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Kenny was a bright young man who had a passion for cooking, gaming, and spending time on the West Coast. He easily met friends wherever he went. His positivity, sarcastic humor, and friendliness made him a positive contribution wherever he went. He will be missed by many, but remembered fondly by all.

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Patrick John Cagey

Age 25
Son, sensitive, funny, loving, smart
Patrick Cagey
Age 25
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I miss Patrick’s hugs and him saying “ I love you, Mom”. We were an affectionate family. He hugged easily and smiled. His last words to me was “I love you, Mom.” Patrick loved the sun, water, and beach. We spent a great deal of time in Naples, Florida. When Patrick was a little boy; he and his father, Jim Cagey, would spend the evenings play wrestling. I loved to listen to their laughter, and many times in my mind I return to those wonderful days and try to find a reason, an answer to how such a loved and happy boy could die at 25 from a heroin overdose. I don’t believe I will ever come to a satisfactory answer. I can look back and see how inadequate the treatment facility was and how unprepared I was to help Patrick. I am a nurse practitioner in addiction. I have worked in this area most of my adult career and I was unprepared to help my own son.

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Patrick John Cagey died from a heroin overdose on August 10, 2013. Patrick was our only child. He was a high school wrestler, where he first sustained a severe knee injury. Patrick graduated from the University of Kentucky and talked of attending graduate school. His knee injury was treated with prescribed pain medication, then the medication was stopped. Patrick began buying pills on “the street”. Pills became very expensive in Kentucky in 2013. Patrick started using heroin. He told us he wanted to go into treatment. He stayed 28 days in a poorly regulated facility. He “graduated” from the facility and returned to our home. Patrick died 4 days later, he was 25. We had his memorial service on his 26th birthday.

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Micheal Francis Rinaldo

Age 25
Son, Brother, Forever Loved
Micheal Rinaldo
Age 25
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Michael's battle with addiction began when he was a teen. Outwardly, it was hard to see that he was fighting but if you knew his heart, you knew his pain.
He is so loved. I miss his laughter. I miss the way he ate and the way he asked me to make him a cup of coffee. "It tastes better if you make it", he'd say.
Everything tasted better to me when he was in the world. Not just the flavors of things but the way I could taste hope. The way I could sense the flavor of the prayers I'd pray for him to recover and to find his way.
There aren't enough words to express the part of me that has been empty since the minute he left this world. No one thing will ever fill his place.
"I love you forever, I'll like you for always. As long as I'm living, my baby you'll be."

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Michael lost his fight with addiction on December 30, 2016. H had a face that lit up with his smile. The way he laughed and giggled could make you laugh before you even knew what was funny.

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Jonathan Ryan Dudeck

Age 27
Beautiful Son, Big Heart, Gentle Soul, Brave
Jonathan Dudeck
Age 27
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Jon graduated from Williston Northampton High School in Easthampton, Massachusetts. In addition to excelling academically at Williston, Jon became New England Champion in the discus event, shattering a 26-year-old school record and leading to a national ranking as a high school athlete. He was recruited by numerous Division I universities as a result of his proficiency in Track and Field. Jon chose to attend the University of California Santa Barbara (UCSB), where he enjoyed being a student-athlete, building lifelong friendships, and doing well in school. He graduated in 2013 with a B.A. in Human and Organizational Development and Sports Management.

After graduation, Jon earned the two top national certifications in Personal Training and worked to develop his craft and client list at several Bay Area fitness centers. He then moved to Austin, Texas in 2015 and worked as a sales professional for technology and retail companies.

When describing Jon, his many friends and relatives always emphasize his big heart. His smile lit up a room and his charisma and genuine warmth were magnets for building trust with others. Despite his 6’3” athletic frame, Jon was a gentle soul. He made friends easily and was deeply committed to helping others. Animals flocked to him as they knew intuitively that he was their friend.

Jon loved to work out, setting and achieving many personal fitness goals. Even as a child, he was disciplined and persistent until he achieved the goals he set. For instance, he taught himself how to play the guitar to an advanced level, juggle five balls at once, and master leading-edge nutrition and athletic training. Jon also enjoyed writing and performing music and lyrics. Even though he knew his singing voice was not great, he had no qualms belting out his original songs for the pure joy of it, his love for music and life radiating throughout his performances.

We miss Jon every single second of every day… being enveloped in his big bear hugs, laughing with him, being delighted by a thoughtful note or message. This principle-centered, kind young man will also be missed by his many friends and relatives. Rest in Heaven, Jonathan.

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Jonathan would not have wanted the disease of addiction or the way he passed on to define his life. The majority of Jon’s time on Earth was filled with laughter, learning, wonderful relationships with friends and family, and spiritual meaning. His deep faith guided him, and even in the toughest times, Jon never lost hope and neither did his family and friends. Jon continued to battle the disease of addiction one day at a time, mostly successfully.

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Ryan Taylor Moore

Age 24
You were my tender-mess.
Ryan Moore
Age 24
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There is so much to say and talk about, how we tried to help you so much, how you struggled to live a normal life like so many of us. How since the accident you kept that struggle and tried all you could to overcome. How you searched and found peace in your faith only to have the addition take over. How you loved your daughter and your Mom. How we wish you were here and how do we help others to overcome.

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Here is to my tender-mess, my purpose of unconditional love, my son.  I lost you to an epidemic that robs so many lives. You had a heart of gold, a kind soul and a spirit that fought the addiction everyday. You are at peace now and i hope that your smile and your goodness will always be remembered.  Fly High my sweet child.  

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Christine Anne Warren

Age 30
Magnetic, positive, helpful, thoughtful, and caring
Christine  Warren
Age 30
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Christine was energetic, dynamic, and had a magnetism that drew people to her. She was positive in spite of her very hidden troubles. She loved making people laugh. She was beautiful and kind but she was troubled by some kind of internal "demon." She was a great skier; she was artistic and smart. She loved her family, especially her younger sister. She also had trouble staying focused as she became a young adult. She enjoyed nothing more than making people laugh. She also enjoyed the high that came with risk taking and that later meant using drugs and entering bad relationships. She became addicted to opioids and hid her addiction very well for a while. After several attempts at detoxing, she became sober, for less than a year. It was looking positive. She looked like herself again. Her smile was back, her glow was back. She struggled and really wanted to make it but we eventually lost her to a fentanyl overdose. The day before she died, she spent the day with her son, had dinner with her family, gave her son a bath, told him a story, put him to bed and then spent some time with her younger sister before going to bed. I had kissed her earlier, told her I was proud of her for taking on the struggles. Still, I had an instinctive fear that she was using. I asked her if she was and whether she was still going to her meetings. She said she was, and not to worry. Nevertheless, I did. Early the next morning I went for a run with friends and was just headed into the driveway when I was met by my younger daughter Emily and my grandson, walking quickly down the driveway. They were headed to a neighbor's house but it was obvious that something was wrong. While my grandson was bouncing and smiling, Emily's face was pale and stoic. My grandson had no idea what happened and my daughter was making sure it stayed that way. As she passed me in the driveway, though, my daughter said quietly "You need to get in the house now. Mom; it's Christine." I ran to the house and my husband told me she was already gone. He found her body on the bedroom floor. She was already cold. She'd overdosed. Christine lost the battle. Sixteen months later, we understand the grieving will change but never go away. Some days it's worse than others; some days it's just a huge empty hole in our hearts. I miss her voice but I still clearly hear it. I wish for her to come visit in a dream. I still see her smile so clearly and I thank God for our grandson, who has so much of her within him.

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When asked what they remember most about Christine, friends refer to her "smile that would light up a room." Behind the beautiful smile, Christine fought an opioid addiction and struggled to achieve her goal of sobriety for several years. She lost the battle on June 30th, 2016. She was not yet 31. She left her parents, a younger sister and, sadly, a beautiful 7 year old son behind.

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Christopher David Woodford

Age 26
Heart of Gold!
Christopher Woodford
Age 26
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My son Chris Woodford passed away Monday August 21, 2017. He battled a terrible disease called addiction for 10 years. He fought so hard to stay sober, getting help multiple times for his addiction. But the addiction took over.
Chris had an amazing heart. Always trying to see the good in people. He could instantly make a friend because of his great personality. People gravitated to him because behind that stunning smile was a wonderful person inside. Chris was an amazing father to his daughter. He loved her so very much. Chris fought to be the best Father, Son, Brother, and Grandson he could be. He loved his family unconditionally and will be forever in our hearts. He will be missed!! He is now with Jesus resting in peace!! I love you my Son! ❤️

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Chris Woodford is my son. He passed away August 21, 2017. He was 26 years old.

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Steven M. Pi

Age 49
Beloved father, brother, son
Steven Pi
Age 49
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Steven was a troubled man. He struggled with alcoholism for almost 20 years. He will be missed not for the person he was when he was drinking, but for the great man that all of his family and friends knew him to be when he was sober. I'm writing this (Steven's 18 year old daughter) reflecting upon a similar death, the death of my mother back in 2010. She lost her battle with an opiate addiction but she is missed so greatly every single day. Addiction of any kind can destroy a family, and my family is the proof of that. The stigma surrounding addiction is one that needs to come to an end so that those suffering from addiction can get the help they need. In some cases, they may have already been offered all of the help in the world, like my father, but to understand that this is a disease does bring some comfort when we can realize that the person may have wanted to recover, but simply could not beat it. My father was not only an alcoholic; he was a father, a brother, an architect, a cat dad, avid Star Wars lover, and sarcastic asshole in the most lovable way.

Unfortunately, I am now mourning him for a second time. I mourned him once when he was lost to the addiction, and I mourn him now.

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Steven was a beloved father, brother, son, and widower of his late wife Maureen Delgado-Pi. He was a big fan of the Yankees, enjoyed spending time with his daughter and cat, and knew way too much about Star Wars & Star Trek. He was deeply loved by all of his family and friends and he will be greatly missed.

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Shane Moody

Age 36
Son, Brother, Uncle, Big Hearted
Shane Moody
Age 36
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Shane loved Georgia Bulldogs, he loved to fish, his heart was his dog, Bentley. He worked in construction and was complimented on any work he ever did for anyone. Shane struggled with drugs starting at 15-16 years old. He stayed away for many years but when life's struggles came along, he turned back as his way of coping. He lost his fight and I lost my son! He is on my mind and in my heart constantly. I miss him so much!

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Shane was a big hearted soul. He struggled on and off with drugs for many years before he lost his battle on August 8, 2016. He is missed EVERY single day!

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Zackary Alexander Miller

Age 32
Compassionate, charming, son and brother.
Zackary  Miller
Age 32
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Zack was just 13-years-old when he was diagnosed with Crohn’s Disease and Ulcerative Colitis. After suffering for years, his physicians prescribed OxyContin to help him cope with the excruciating pain. After several years, Zack turned to street drugs. In 2016, Zack enrolled in, and successfully completed, a year long drug and substance abuse program. He was a model patient, helping to coach and lead other patients in the program. Just 10 days after completion, Zack ultimately succumbed to his addiction and tragically overdosed at home.

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Tommie Jean Jones Schinker

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Funny, sweet, mischievious, cantankerous, lovable
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She had migraines and her doctor gave her Dilaudid, 100 pills, three prescriptions, the two times she went to see him in the last nine months. He also gave her other narcotics too. Her autopsy indicated she had been on such a high dose for so long that was what killed her. They were only able to use the cornea as all other organs were damaged. She will be sorely missed by many! Ilu

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She was loved by many. Noone loved her like I did.
Your Loving Mother

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Adam Salhaney

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Brother, Son, Uncle, Inspiration
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Adam had an authentic gift for inspiring others to explore, travel, and pursue their dreams. He was loved by many people, friends old and new, around the world. Adam was the beloved son of Karen Salhaney Smizer and her husband Karl of Weymouth, and Steven Salhaney and his wife Karen McDonough of Hingham. Dear brother of Sarah Duguay and her husband James, and Peter Salhaney, all of Weymouth. Beloved grandson of Louise Tucciarone of Braintree. Loving uncle of Sophie Duguay. Dear stepbrother of Nicole and Ryan McDonough, and Perry Smizer.

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Adam had an authentic gift for inspiring others to explore, travel, and pursue their dreams.

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Angus William McGivern

Age 27
Big, kind gentle giant
Angus McGivern
Age 27
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One of the things I take most heart from is the amount and variety of life Angus was exposed to in his time with us, a world traveler by the time he reached a double digit age, he knew most of the international terminals by heart and, in his inimitable fashion, could run rings around the unaccompanied minor staff meant to shepherd him between flights, which I know also drove his brother insane but it was like trying to tame the wind when he was younger.

He lived in multiple countries, visited even more and was exposed to opportunities and work experiences that are not readily available.

All in all, a rich life

But what we should all be most proud of is that, despite the difficulties of his disease, he was just a good person, inherently kind, a gentle giant, a lover of life.

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Angus was one of the easiest people to love God ever put on this green earth, and probably the most people person I think I’ve ever experienced, but a guy with many skills, he could work with his hands, was adept mechanically, a quick learner, innately curious and definitely not afraid of hard work. Incredibly athletic, and he did love contact sports most of all, he was just one of those guys that could pick up a bat or a ball or whatever the sport involved and be proficient within minutes. Except basketball, he sucked at basketball and I won’t go into what he had to say about Wrestling.

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Chris Cavallo

Age 36
Everyone's best friend
Chris Cavallo
Age 36
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I shared these words with friends and family at Chris's funeral. No one knew what he went through or what I went through growing up with him. I am sharing them now for anyone who is struggling or has a loved one struggling. Though it may not feel like it, know you are not alone. The time to speak up is now!

"For a long time, I wondered when this day would come. I prepared for it over and over. It's a tricky one. I am supposed to stand up here and talk about our happy memories and how much I am going to miss you. And while I will continue to miss you every day for the rest of my life, I began to miss you such a long time ago. You have struggled with life and yourself for so long. Out of all the people in this room today, the only one who didn't love you was you. This makes me so sad. You had so much to offer. You were such a beautiful soul with the biggest heart of anyone I will ever know.

But this disease took over you and I didn't even know who you were anymore. You'd come whipping through our home and hearts like a tornado, destroying everything in your path. We sacrificed so many relationships for you. We chose you over the world at least a thousand times. In the end, it just wasn't enough.

Because of this disease, you taught me a lot. You taught me how important it is not to judge others, because I didn't like when others judged us. You taught me compassion, because sometimes I needed just a little bit of it from other people. You taught me patience, because something this serious doesn't get better overnight, or sometimes at all. Most of all you taught me forgiveness, because at the end of the day I always knew you loved me. And isn't love that's supposed to conquer it all? For all you have taught me I am grateful. You have shaped me into who I am today even though I know you didn't do it the way you would have wanted to. But I am a better person because of you.

Life was never fair to you, Chris, and I am sorry for that. Sometimes just being around you was so uncomfortable I cannot imagine how you must have felt in your own body. I am so sorry you never felt true happiness without the influence of a drug.

I would wake up in the middle of the night and hear you crying and screaming in pain. I know how much you struggled, Chris, because I struggled with you. When you hurt, we all hurt. It is a pain so deep that cuts through layers we didn't even know we had. I don't know why you were picked to carry these demons and I am so sorry we couldn't kill them for you. But they won.

I am not sure that even if we had the choice to bring you back that you would even want to come. Alls you wanted was peace, and now you finally have it. I hope. You had everything you needed here, you just didn't want it badly enough to stay. I really hope you have the comfort now that we could never give you.

Often, I would describe your addiction as a dark cloud that just followed us around, because you were never in the clear. We never knew when the cloud was going to open and start pouring down. And while I never wanted this day to come, I always wanted the cloud to go away. Well on March 5, 2017 that cloud lifted, and a new one has taken its place. Maybe in time that cloud too, will lift, and we will feel you shining down on us.

I hope you know how much we love you, and how important you will always be to the world. You are a part of all of us now and I hope I can use your story to write a happy ending for someone else.

I always looked to the moon to talk to you and pray for you. And I will continue to do this, except maybe now you will be able to hear me."

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This photo was taken two days before my brother, Chris, lost his 15-year battle. He was playing handball and looked so happy.

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Christopher Tyler Berchtold

Age 30
Son, beautiful old soul.
Christopher Berchtold
Age 30
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We miss his smile, his wholesomeness, his beautiful heart, his positive attitude, his humbleness, his thirst to do good for mankind, and his graciousness. He made us want to be better people both then and especially now. We are forever heart-broken but truly blessed for the time we had with him. May he Rest In Peace, watch over us, and encourage us to carry on.

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My son Tyler was 30 when he died of a heroin overdose. He bravely battled his addiction and was clean for almost a year. He was excited to move closer to family in Florida and show them he could be successful at life. One weak moment stole his chance to do that. He loved people of all walks of life. He had a most beautiful heart.

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Michael Robert Burns

Age 37
Father, Son, Brother, Talented Artist
Michael Burns
Age 37
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A talented soul has left this universe way to short due to the power of addiction. Mike (known to his sisters, and family as Mikie) struggled with addiction for decades. He was able to find support through different groups, but ultimately kept falling back to addiction no matter how hard he tried. It is a tragedy for us and all of those who knew him as he was such a warm hearted, funny, and loving person.

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On September 26, 2017 a loving Father, Son, Brother, Cousin, and Friend passed away - Michael Robert Burns. His mark on this world will be carried on through his two sons, Colin and Anthony, family and his talented art work of paintings, drawings, and body art. Please help support this charity in lieu of flowers to honor Michael.

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Steven (Boe) Walter DeLillo

Age 27
Son, Father, Brother
Steven (Boe) DeLillo
Age 27
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Kind-hearted and sharp-witted, Boe’s charismatic nature was infectious, and he invariably won over any room he ever bounded into. His friends and family will forever remember the charming boy with the crooked smile, the straight-A student too smart for his own good, the athlete who towered above just about everyone.

But they will also remember the dark path that ultimately took his life.

The painful cycle of drug addiction and the constant battle to get clean was a struggle that consumed Boe in entirety, the specter of his addictions extinguishing the bright light of this brilliant young man far too soon.

He is survived by his darling daughter Layla, best friend Katelyn Blume, mother and stepfather Beth and Dennis Tweed, brother and sister-in-law Joseph and Domenica DeLillo, grandmother Elizabeth Fitzpatrick, and a heartbroken extended family.

There is no greater tragedy than the potential of youth snuffed out before its time. In lieu of flowers, the family requests that donations be made in Boe’s memory to www.Shatterproof.org, so that our pain can prevent another family from feeling this devastating loss.

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Steven Walter DeLillo, affectionately known as Boe, passed away on September 27, 2017 at the age of 27.

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John Robert Garboski III

Age 39
"Father, Friend"
John Garboski III
Age 39
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The smell of leather and earth. The sound of large work boots. The look of a hard day’s work; messy hair, dirty hands. A chipped tooth smile that gives you a warm feeling. These are the things that remind me of my dad. He was one of those people that made you feel safe, without explicitly telling you they were always going to protect you.
On April 29, 2007, that safeness I once felt disappeared. My dad had a hard childhood and with that came a lot of demons that he kept locked away. He engaged in criminal behaviors, and had gotten in trouble with the law multiple times from a young age. His past ultimately set him up for harder obstacles when it came to doing things the right way. My dad got caught up with drugs from a young age. Six months before he passed away, he checked himself into detox saying, ‘I don’t want to be like this anymore’. From the time of his detox admission until the night of April 28th, 2007 my dad was sober. I can’t tell you what changed his mind, what pull or drive was there, or if I had even crossed his mind during that time. The last time I spoke with my dad was on the phone a couple of days prior. It was not until Sunday April 29, 2007 that I found out my direct line to my father had been cut off. My father was found in his apartment and had passed away from a drug overdose. A lethal mix of prescription medication, illegal substances, and alcohol took my father’s life. I will never be able to see, hear, or talk to my father again. I do not want this to define who he was as a person. His demons, his choices all came from a place of horror and turmoil and I can’t knock him for that. I wasn’t in his shoes. For this reason, I want my father to be remembered as the fun-loving guy that he was for me and so many others.

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Jay J. Gravel

Age 28
Son, brother, friend to all
Jay Gravel
Age 28
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Everyone loves Jay. Everyone. He was beyond brilliant as a child - taught himself to read at 3; played 5 instruments and learned 5 different languages. He was a fabulous saxophone player. Jay made friends wherever he went, and always knew how to make others laugh. He was an avid reader, and knew lots about lots of subjects. He attended North Grafton Elementary School, graduated from Worcester Academy in 2007, and Brown University in 2011 with a degree in Cognitive Science.

The disease of addiction then gained control, and he tried many times to overcome it. Also on his trek, he met and helped many others who were afflicted by addiction as well. It took its final toll on Jay just one day shy of 11 months clean. He would want others to keep up their fight and stay true to themselves- give yourself over to your Higher Power. He is already missed by his family, family friends, and in the recovery world. Jay - you were such a ray of light; you'll fit right in with all the stars in the heavens.

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Jay: a ray of sunshine for all who knew him. Giving, helpful, and generous.

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