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

Most loving,kind, caring, strong,a person that will stand up for you and protect you. A great dad, his son was his whole heart, and he would have been the proudest dad with his little Faith🩷 Anthony excepted the Lord in his heart, so one day we will be together again, all of us❤️

Watching him be a dad.

Our talks and his laugh

By being a dad, brother, and his heart💙

Radiated warmth & love. Gave giant hugs. Would hug anyone, anywhere, any time. Huge smile that lit up his whole face. Fearless. Had a way of reflecting back the beauty he saw in others. Loved music. An artist and a poet. Was like sunshine. Beautiful

So many good memories. He was always up for an adventure, so many great memories adventuring with him and the family. He was just so openly loving. Hugged so tight and smiled so bright. My favorite memory of him when he was little, he always had his whole bed full of stuffed animals and he would hug them and sing to them. So sweet. He seemed to retain that childlike ability to enjoy life. He was unique and wasn't bothered by the opinions of others. And just the way he made people feel so loved

His hugs. His smile. The way he loved. The conversations we had. The laughter, just laughing about all kinds of stupid things with him. Hearing "I love you Ma" Him sharing songs he loved with me and having conversations about what they meant to him and conversations about the musicians, writers, and poets that touched his soul. The way he wasn't afraid to share his feelings. The way he saw people, like really saw them, and loved them. The sunshine he brought. Just always with the warmth and love

I think people will remember the way he made them feel because of the beauty he saw in them and the way he loved them

Vincent was a sensitive person. Always tried to make a person feel better about themselves. Felt good helping people. A radiant smile, a heart of gold, very funny.

Helping his dad while he was in the hospital and me while I was alone. My other favorite memory of him as a child is how much he loved old records!

His laughter, radiant smile generous spirit and making me laugh.

He stood up for the underdog, believed in peace, and acceptance of differences.

Thoughtful, kind, and giving. Loved gathering people together and cooking for them. Was always determined, and determined to do things on his own and in his own way. Hilarious story teller. Lopsided grin and twinkle in his eyes. Beautiful.

There are so many. The way he made people laugh. The way he really thought about what would make people happy. The quiet ways he would do things for people to show he cared. Little red hen attitude ever since he was really little, "I'll do it myself" For example, when he was really little, he was struggling so hard to get his little bike up the 2 steps and into the house. Seeing him struggling with it, I picked the bike up and put it in, he pushed it back out and started over, to do it himself

Pretty much everything. I miss his little lopsided grin and the twinkle he got in his eyes when he made me laugh. I miss laughing like that, the way his sole intention was to get me laughing hysterically, like it just made his day to see people laughing. I miss the way he always wanted to gather everyone together. I miss the creations he made with food. I miss hugging him. He wasn't a big hugger, but when he did hug, he meant it. I miss his smile and his voice. I miss his kind soul. Everything.

I think maybe he would like to be remembered as the one who made them laugh. He just really loved to make people laugh.
I think people will remember the thoughtful things he did for them, to show he loved and cared about them

The most loving beautiful daughter I ever could have asked for. A perfect baby and child growing up. A wonderful loving mom to her two boys. She tried to help others who were in need. She would do anything for others but just couldn’t help herself.

Her funny silly jokes? Her loud abnoxious voice, her silly grandma snickerdoodle impersonation she did one Xmas eve in the car with her brothers driving home. We never laughed so hard. Will never forget that.

Her smell, touching her hair, hugging her, hearing her. Talking to her. Shopping with het and buying her things!

As a strong person who wanted so badly to be noticed as someone other than her addiction. Someone with a real life a real family with her boys. She would want everyone to know she tried so hard to fight her inner turmoil she really did.

My dad was my hero.He was always helping people that were less fortunate.He touched alot of lives in AA .he tried but in the end his addiction won.i miss him terribly!

The night before he left to go out of town to work we had gotten into a fight the day before .I walked into the living room and I sat on his lap and told him I was sorry and that I loved him.he said he loved me too.that was the last time I saw him alive .im thankful that that happened you just never know ,we are not promised tomorrow.Tell the people you love that you love them.

I'll miss those big blue eyes and that infectious laugh.he was a great joke teller.

I think he would've wanted to be remembered for the good things he did and for the lives that he touched.Up from the earth laid to rest, while he was here.he did his best.Miss you daddy so much everyday still.

Charter was very funny, sensitive, so very gifted with words and very musical. He was unstoppably curious and everyone who met him remembers him. The world lost a special light when he passed.

All of our times together just talking.

His smile, his hugs, his voice and his love.

Charter would like to be remembered for his kindness, his loyalty to his friends, his great sense of humor and his vast knowledge of music, especially his fascination with rap music history.

Cedric could see into your soul, his depth was beautiful, inspiring, inquisitive, so intelligent, analytical, versed, well spoken and goofy. Always the practical joker. He loved the outdoors. He walked everywhere. The day before he passed he jumped at Marion Quarry. Always rapping, listening to $uicide Boy$.

His last time he was with his best friend Austin on Headlands Beach. Called each other brothers.

His hugs were the best!

As a loving giving friend that made everyone laugh despite whatever they were going through.

My Dad was my best friend...

Mia was a great big sister, a talented artist, documenting life and the world as a photographer, roaming traveler and musician. She had the biggest brown eyes and an amazing smile. Her family and friends miss her deeply.

Seeing the world through her eyes in her photographs and artwork. I will miss dancing around fearlessly, singing loudly in the car with her with the windows down and sipping coffee together in the morning.

A loving sister, loyal friend and a creative soul. Her momma’s girl.

Nick had the best sense of humor & the most contagious laugh to go with it. He was sensitive & kind with the sweetest soul. He loved to have a good time & brought that energy everywhere he went…loved his family and friends & was loyal to both.

He was a mama's boy until the end.
We were so close. I will always yearn for his hugs and ache for what should have been. I so deeply miss his love.

Strong-willed kind and generous spirit

Yearly pirate openers with Dad...Luke loved baseball. Summer vacations to the beach, Tennis matches in high school, swim meets all year round. Bowling tournaments

Everything

Competitive nature and strong work ethic

Ashley-Maria was the sweetest person and cared about the people she loved

Our last Christmas we were all together and her we celebrated her 25th birthday together. Also when we were all together to celebrate her one year of sobriety and her Sister, Alexsis spoke about how proud she was and presented her with a beautiful coin.

We will miss Ashley’s infectious laugh, her crystal blue eyes that would change like the colors of the ocean, her ability to make you feel special.

As someone who loved spending time with her family. A thoughtful, caring soul.

Dearly loved and always missed. His beautiful smile was always readily available. His quick wit kept his friends and family laughing and smiling too.
He wanted so much to be “normal” and had so much shame around his addiction.

Road-trips were a special time for us. There was always road-trip food - sour gummies & beef jerky. Lots of good conversations and time together. Sometimes there was even singing although definitely not good singing. 😁

I miss seeing him find the missing piece that he needed to get well. I miss his voice and his hugs. I miss the opportunity to see him mature, maybe marry and maybe make me a Grandma someday.

A kind, caring, smart young man who wanted to do better but ran out of time.

He was the first boy to steal my heart.

His presence, his smile, his hugs, him.