Submitted by: Kathy Eschbach, mother
My Tribute: A shining light to all on earth, a shining star in the next realm of existence. Sending love always, missing you forever and a day.
Submitted by: Sue Coutu
My Tribute: This is my beautiful daughter, Kristen, who was taken at the young age of 29. She was the love of my life!
Submitted by: Terri Loring/mom
My Tribute: Katie was a vibrant kind hearted person. She was a loving mother to Christopher 12 and Lily 7, daughter, sister, granddaughter, niece & aunt. Katie went out to California in 2012 to enter rehab. She grew-up her entire life in Connecticut. Once she went through the 6 month program she came out and went to work at Animal Kingdom. Animals had always been her life long passion. She got her first apartment there, then her first car. She was so happy. She named her car “Faith”. In 2013 she took a chance and ventured on with her own dog day care pet services business.” Katie Cares Pet Services” in LA, CA. She had a great clientele real quick. Always new people calling to get her services. Her nitch was that dogs were never kenneled, they were in her bed or one the many beds she provided for them. She loved hiking with the dogs at Griffith Park. We have never been but when we get the nerve to visit CA again I will make a trip there. On December 26th 2014 Katie sent me pictures of her new place she would be moving into on the 1st of January 2015. Top floor all for her, entire open 4 bay garage to make a beautiful play area for the dogs. Also a big fenced yard. Unfortunately she never got there. On the morning of Dec 27th I received the call that the horrific drug HEROIN took her life. We love you and miss you our beautiful Katie. RIP until we meet again. I can’t wait.
Submitted by: Sharon A Parker
My Tribute: Addiction kills. It is evidenced by the hole I have in my heart that will never mend, close or be repaired. My beautiful son, who choose addiction every time, never knew true happiness. I pray he knows it now. RIP my wonderful little man. I love you mom! I love you too, son!
Submitted by: His Mom
My Tribute: Johnny died when he was only 21 years old. He was an old soul who taught me (his mother) so much about patience and acceptance of others. He cared deeply for his younger sister Kelsea from the moment she was born. They were 20 months apart. He stuck up for her and cared for her like his own child. He was an amazing musician and his music brought everyone around him joy. He hated seeing his loved ones sad and had a tender and caring nature from the time he was a very small child. His 23rd birthday will be March 19, 2015…..I miss you to the moon and back Johnny…….our lives will never be the same.
Submitted by: Ashley Ouellette
My Tribute: Jason was my boyfriend for the past 4 years and we lived together for 3. He passed February 20, leaving behind his mother and stepfather, a little sister Ashley, and his family and many friends. He’s also missed by myself and my whole family, he was a part of out family and he was a sweet man and I’ll miss him always.
Submitted by: Kendall Crawford
My Tribute: Brittany Bockhorn was the most free-spirited, earth loving, boho chick with a unique love for sock monkeys. She was compassionate towards everyone and everything. Spending a day with her was an adventure of weird yet delicious snack combinations and a lesson in style. She was an artist of all sorts with the constant goal of self-improvement in all areas of life. She just loved the world so purely despite all of her struggles. Awesome sister & hairstylist.
Submitted by: dad
My Tribute: My son Michael Robert born on June 27, 1986 and died on August 19, 2014 suffered a dual diagnosis. He suffered from depression and he took drugs.
To look at him one would never think of him as a so-called “druggie.”
He was tall, thin, handsome, smart and athletic, and academic all-American!
The girls flocked to him always! He had that winning smile and cleverness they loved.
He was my pride and joy in this world! He reminded me so much of me!
I had such high hopes for him.
He had a B.A. and M.A. in Psychology from Hofstra. He was accepted to the Ph.D. program there!
In my mind, he was on his way to launching himself into his chosen field. So I ask: what happened?
I am at a loss. I am all broken into a million pieces now. I want him here now.
Come back kid! Oh for those days out in Montauk again!
It was me you and your brother Brian.
We cooked on the grill outside Montauk Manor as it overlooked the Atlantic Ocean.
We played catch on the front lawn. We played shuffleboard!
We went to the beaches there! We swam in the pool!
We ate in town. We laughed
Submitted by: Sharon M. Roper
My Tribute: The demons that surrounded you enveloped you and took you away. I only wish that I could have saved you. I wish I could have shown you how special you were. I wish you could have seen how beautiful you were. I wish I could have one more moment to hold you in my arms and tell you everything will be okay.
We feel guilt, sadness, helplessness and mostly disbelief. I pray for your daughter Amber. May she grow to be strong and realize how special, smart and beautiful she is……I will help her realize.
Submitted by: Sherry Jimenez (mother)
My Tribute: My son Richard’s smile could light up any room. Everyone who knew him said what a great smile and he could always make you laugh. Richard loved sports, movies, his friends and family. He always wanted to be where the fun was. Those are the memories I want to remember of my son most. I miss him terribly and wonder how am I ever going to get through each minute, hour and day. Drug addiction changed who he was. My son became angry, depressed and he must have felt alone at times. Even though he was surrounded by people who loved him dearly. Drug addiction took over his life where at times that’s all that mattered to him. Each day we live without him is incredibly painful and the all the what ifs…I always hoped and prayed Richard would some day have sobriety, be happy and love life again. In order to get up each day I have to believe Richard is with God and is happy now. That he’s not fighting this awful disease and is no longer suffering from the chasI the high. God and other mothers only know how deep the sorrow goes and the thoughts of how life will never be the same. The only thing I’m sure of any more is that I can’t let my son die in vain. I know I must do something in his memory to help and educate others that have been, or will be affected by this disease. I miss my son and love him so much. All the questions I’ll never get the answers too, but I know my son would want me to do whatever it takes so that no one else has to suffer the way he did and no other family has to ever feel the pain that we feel. Rest my son until we’re together again.