Bradley James Westbrook

Submitted by: Kevin Westbrook
Born: 1984
Died: 2015
My Tribute: I lost my only son October 6th. I had always hoped and prayed that he would never end up this way. I loved him more than he will now know. He had an incomparable sense of humour that I will miss. I will miss all of what could have been and will never be. I have lost several others very close to me but none like this. My heart goes out to my daughter in her time of excruciating grief and pain.
I will love you forever Brad.


Submitted by: Margaret Quon
Born: 1982
Died: 2008
My Tribute: Too fragile for this world you lost your battle with addiction and we lost you. Forever missed, such fun we had through the best of life and such sadness through the worst. You gave it your best, our loss is deep, the empty chair can never be filled.

Adam Pierce

Submitted by: Mom
Born: 1978
Died: 2015
My Tribute: My son Adam was 37 yrs. old, worked full time and had 2 beautiful children. He died Sept. 2015. He was bi-polar before he became an addict. After another stint of 2 this past summer in the Psyc. ward and sent to another go at rehab, he told me this was his last go round. He said he can beat the drugs, but the bi-polar always got in the way of making the right decision. He had the prettiest blue eyes and a sweet smile, but he felt he was pure evil and the demons took over his great personality. He was tired of the struggle and after 30 days in the rehab, he passed away less then 48 hours at a “sober house” after being released from rehab. He got his wish, his struggle is over, but mine, his dad’s, sister, brother, daughter and son’s has now begun. It’s so hard knowing he is no longer on this planet, I talked to him almost daily, and I miss his voice. I love you and will miss you forever Adam.

Sean Ryan Goldhahn

Submitted by: Ma Ma Dukes
Born: 1988
Died: 2015
My Tribute: I will forever miss those blues eyes and wonderful smile . Love You son , Always

Josh Weller

Submitted by: Mom
Born: 1977
Died: 2013
My Tribute: I have never loved anyone more. I miss you everyday and am so sad that you are not experiencing life. I wish so much I could have been a better Mom to help you through life. You are with me constantly, Josh. I need help healing from the sadness.

Philip Michael Ceriani Sr.

Submitted by: Pamela Steely
Born: 1989
Died: 2015
My Tribute: To an amazing son, brother and father. I’ll never forget all you are to me. My son, My best friend. Go in peace

Ryan (aka Miami) Frye

Submitted by: Jeanne Frye (Mom)
Born: 1984
Died: 2015
My Tribute: Ryan was an incredible, happy, creative and sensitive spirit. He had a smile that was infectious and those beautiful blue eyes! He was only 30 years old when he passed.

His loss cuts deeply. I try to remember the happy times, the smile, the weekly phone calls…”Hey, Mom! What are you doing” or the famous…” You won’t believe what just happened!”

He made friends easily, loved music and lit up any room he entered. Anyone who met Ryan, remembered him. He was comfortable with people from any lifepath…he could have a conversation with anyone and make them laugh. As I look through his pictures, I notice very few that he was not smiling.

It just occurred to me that when he joined us in Tennessee for Joe’s wedding one month before his passing it was the one time he flew. He always took the bus to visit us. From Miami to Tennesse, a full day and half trip! I remember asking him why he would prefer taking the Greyhound bus to flying? It sounded like torture to me…..He simply answered that there were some very cool people to talk to on the bus and he would miss out on that experience if he flew……that was our Ryan.

What saddens me the most? The fact that he never truly realized just how loved, unique and special he really was. Both my boys are so special but really, I have never, ever met anyone quite like him! When he left us, he left a hole in heart.
He is buried on our farm in Tennessee, under the oak tree. Love you…baby!!

Justin Grona

Submitted by: Ashley
Born: 1984
Died: 2015
My Tribute: My cousin Justin was born on May 22nd, 1984. 11 days after me. We were very close as children and that bond remained into our adult years. We were always there for each other. We talked, we laughed, we cried, we loved unconditionally; that’s what family is supposed to be for. We were always been a big part of each other’s lives.
Justin started abusing substances at an early age and though he had periods of sobriety (some longer than others), he never really overcame his addictions. He came out of his last stint in rehab back in January 2015 and came to live with me for several weeks until he was able to find a job and move back home to help his mother.
On the evening of March 16th, he came to my house for a visit. He was obviously not sober and I expressed my concern for him. He told me he was fine and that he felt great. I believed him, mostly because I have seen him seemingly more intoxicated on many many other occasions. So I gave him dinner and a safe, warm place to sleep. He never woke up.
Tuesday, March 17th 2015 is a day that I will never forget. There was no indication, no way for me to know what I was going to wake up to. I decided to look in on him before I left for work and found it odd that he was in the exact same position I had last seen him in. I walked over to him and after calling out to him several times, I put my hand on the back of his neck and instantly knew that he was gone, he had been gone. I lost my best and lifelong friend that day and I will never be the same again.
The autopsy showed that Oxycontin and a miscalculated decision took my cousin out of this world. Accidental overdose is how his death was ruled.
Since then I have felt guilt, sadness, intense longing for his company, and just about every other emotion associated with grief. I miss my cousin, I miss my friend. They say it gets easier over time, but how does losing part of your heart, part of yourself ever get easier?

Tony Brasso

Submitted by: Tonys mom
Born: 1986
Died: 2015
My Tribute: My blue eyed baby boy, my first baby, everyday hurts without you, sometimes it’s panic and I don’t know where to run, I love you so, I miss you so, I want to be with you so much but your brother and Babies need me here……this pain will never go away, nothing will ever be the same