Trevor Leopold

Trevor was a loving human being with a huge heart that he willingly shared with so many others. Trevor was an animal and nature lover, an Indian Guide, Cub Scout and Boy Scout, played little league and was a lifelong avid skier and later snowboarder.

All his life Trevor had a special bond with goats. His nickname, “Goat Boy” was solidified first at the SF Zoo, at the Marin County Fair where he spent so much time petting the goats, even in Costa Rica holding a baby goat. A Native American counselor in Utah, unaware of Trevor’s nickname, bestowed the “Mountain Goat” as his totem animal at a spirit animal ceremony, based upon his resilience and ability to sure footedly scale a mountain. This solidified Trevor as the “Goat Boy” forever.

Everything. When you lose a child, along with that child go all your hopes and dreams for them. No more times together in person, only memories, empty arms, and an empty room. We only had 18 years with our son, and the last four years were often a whirlwind of chaos around drugs and addiction. We tried to help him get the support he needed to battle his demons, but as an adult at age 18, we turned the control completely over to him, and he chose not to maintain his sobriety. We miss him terribly

Our handsome, bright, and caring young man was taken from all of us much too soon, before being able to reach his infinite potential. We only hope that Trevor’s death will not be in vain, and by openly sharing his struggles with others perhaps it will open up further communications and positive action among those suffering from anxiety, addiction, and those making risky choices. We truly believe that Trevor’s death was accidental, as the street pill he bought was only three kinds of fentanyl.