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

My big brother was quite & shy but had the biggest eyes filled with lots of love

My favorite memory with drew is the jokes he would tell with his laughter that would follow.

His eyes and beautiful smile.

Being the best brother he could be .

friend smart beautiful heart mother,daughter,funny if she loved you there was nothing she wouldnt do to protect you or do for you i miss her so much still cant believe shes gone its hard there will be not one day shes not thought about

when i was going through the hardest time in my life she was here for me refused to leave me unless somebody was with me made sure i ate had everything i needed,also was there for my son after he was shot made sure she got him out the house took him to florda helped him get out of his depression

her laughter

huge heart mother of 2 boys that she loved very much

Alex was such a loving, protective, loyal, hilarious, forgiving person. He was child-like but his demeanor was intimidating. He was misunderstood. He gave the most ínstense hugs. That’s how you knew you were loved. He didn’t give those to everyone.

I have so many memories. Mostly, Alex was such a prankster. He had the best, funniest and sometimes inappropriate impressions/jokes. He loved to hide behind a door and scare the bejeesus out of me! He thought it was hilarious!

This might offend some, but Alex smoked weed to help him cope. He always tried to get me to smoke with him. One day I did and we laughed at each other so hard we woke up my husband. This was about three months before he transitioned. It’s a sweet memory I will cherish.

I miss his hugs and big presence. I miss his jokes and impressions at my expense. I miss his laugh that was music to my ears because it wasn’t often you heard it. I miss being able to see him as a dad to his young girls; one of which he never got to meet. I miss his smell and wavy, soft hair and kissing his head. I miss his beautiful green/gray eyes. I miss him saying, “Maaaa!” when he wanted something from me. I miss his unchanging and undying love for me as his mama.

As a good and strong young man who loved deeply. A big-hearted guy who was genuine and would always tell you what he thought-good or bad. A guy who was fierce but sensitive and not afraid to show how he felt about you. He was a loving son, brother, fiancé and daddy.

Never understood how great you where, how handsome, funny. You were so loved.

Vacations, you never met a stranger.

His contagious smile and sense of humor.

Having an open mind about everyone and always willing to lend a helping hand.

Vincent was the fun one. The resilient one. The one with a heart of gold. He was a social chameleon who always wanted everyone to be happy, have a good time and live their best life.

I miss everything about my brother, but I will miss the connection we shared as siblings the most. The memories Vincent and I had of our parents were so much more meaningful to share with each other after they passed. Now that he’s gone too, it’s like losing another part of the family archives.

Vincent was one of a kind. I know he would want his wild, carefree spirit will live on in our hearts forever.

Anyone who knew Terry knew what a kind, thoughtful, and generous person she was. She had a great sense of humor and cared for her family so much. She was a loving mother, daughter, sister, aunt, friend, and coworker. She is dearly missed.

Please remember her with love and laughter ❤️

James was a loving and caring son who looked at the world in a unique way. He loved to read and was most comfortable being outside in nature exploring, discovering, and creating. He loved his big family, and was a loyal friend.

One of my favorite memories of James is seeing his delight in discovery of new things. When he was 5 or 6 years old he piled up random rocks he had found and fashioned a pirate ship. His imagination was astounding . Everyday was an adventure. His favorite bug was the praying mantis, which he found them readily on his nature searches. Civil War reenacting was a passion he shared with his dad.

I miss James' hugs and his soothing voice saying "I love you, Mom".

I want James remembered as a loyal and compassionate person who was rich in imagination, service, compassion, humor, and love. He is a beautiful child of God.

Sweet and sensitive, grilled the best steaks ever and his baked potatoes were always a work of art. Jamie loved to joke and tease his friends and family. He had a heart of gold.

Every beach vacation! Jamie loved the beach. The last Carolina Country Music Festival we attended was in 2019. We had a great time as a family. We laughed and enjoyed every minute of that trip together. Jamie had the best time. He was enjoying a great, clean life. We were all so proud of him!

His sweet, kind nature. I miss his voice and his smile. I miss his hugs and all his tropical shirts.

He would like to be remembered as being fun-loving and carefree.

My daughter Brittney had a very admiring presence, many people enjoyed being around her. She always gives her bestest in anything she did.

My favorite memory of Brittney was seeing her enjoy sports, concerts or shows. Watching her dance, smile and twirl also made me so very happy.

I miss not seeing her beauty, her expression when she received something she really wanted and her laughter.

Brittney wanted to be remembered for her love of animals. Her love for dogs was very deep. She also would want to be remembered as a fashionista, a model and a trend setter.

Tyler was a funny, sweet, extremely intelligent guy. He never met a stranger and genuinely liked all humans.

How much he loves his little sister.

His love for his sister. His smile. He lived life with his huge heart on his sleeve.

A funny, loyal friend with great hair.

Thomas lit up the room with his smiling face. He wanted everyone to be happy and went out of his way to talk to those that were alone and struggling. He loved helping those in need, be it food or clothing, he was always giving. He had a huge caring heart.

Thomas gave the best bear hugs and told me,”I love you, Mamacita” often.

Thomas will be forever loved and missed by his family & friends.

Thomas wants to be remembered as a kind and caring soul.

A loving, beautiful daughter and sister who loved her family. She was artistic, loved animals and cared deeply for others.

Erin was honest, loving, loyal, down-to-earth, and she had the best sense of humor.

Every memory that I have of Erin is my favorite.

I miss everything about Erin. The two of us were soul sisters from the beginning, best friends, and bonded for life.

Erin would want to be remembered for the person she truly was. Her addiction did not define her.

Keaton Michael was an amazing person. He was sober and had straightened his life up. He was definitely turning into the young man we all wanted him to be. He was our ray of sunshine even on the cloudiest of days! We love you to “Infinity and Beyond”

When Keaton was only a year old he would jump off the coffee table or anything around, while screaming that he loved me to Infinity and Beyond.

I will miss Keaton being around to sing and bust a move to cheer me up.

Keaton would want all of us to keep our heads up, stay sober, and live life and every day like it’s our last. He would want us to remember him and live on, never forgetting all the amazing times we spent with him. Remembering that he loved each of us.

Anthony and I where together about 10 years. He had such a charismatic, extroverted, bubbly personality. He was an amazing musician, and I’ve never seen a father dote on his son in my life more than he did on our Dominic John Paul.

The day our son Dominic was born—December 06, 2014, at 2:26PM.

Everything.

I believe Anthony would want to be remembered most as a loving father.

Kyle had the most soulful eyes I have ever seen. One look at him and my heart melted, as though he could stare into my existence. He was my souls recognition of its counterpart in another. His brilliance was mesmerizing, as was his love of animals.

The moment he said those three little words I long to hear so much. I love you. I knew we were meant to be together and I saw such a beautiful future for us. He painted a picture of us back in California with children, coming home from some Silicon Valley gala, to greet the sitter and kiss our children goodnight after they had already fallen asleep and we would enjoy a glass of wine overlooking the ocean. I hold that future so close to my heart, though I know it won’t ever happen.

His quirks. He would only ever allow himself to be his true self around me. He sang songs while cleaning toilets… about cleaning the toilet. It was so endearing and hysterical. But he never did that in front of anyone else. He had such a huge heart and he loved with all of it. Unconditionally. I will miss his laugh. I will miss seeing him when I wake up. I will miss cooking dinner for him and I will miss having my hair played with after the dishes were done. Most of all I will miss his voice…

He wouldn’t. He always told me he knew he would die before he turned 30. And he died a month and a half before. It always bothered me that he said that. But it happened. He was a tortured soul but found happiness with our dogs and our home. He wanted children but we never had the chance. So our dogs were our children. He was a California boy through and through with a mind like a diamond who had a heart of gold. As long as he knows he was loved that’s enough for him. And he was. So loved.

Ryan had a contagious laugh, big heart, fun-loving spirit, and passion for Philadelphia sports. He was a gifted HVAC technician who loved his craft and to serve others. Above all, Ryan had an unwavering faith in God and deeply loved his family.

My favorite memory of my brother was when he and I shared a slow dance at my wedding in September of 2019. Ryan was living in a recovery house at the time but was able to attend since he had several months clean. My dad surprised me during our father-daughter dance and signaled to my brother to join us on the dance floor. While Ryan and I danced, we cried and hugged one another because we both knew how special it was that he was there. In that moment, I knew my brother was happy and healthy.

I miss my brother’s beautiful face, his big bear hugs after a few weeks apart, his mischievous laugh after convincing our mom to repeat unintelligible gibberish, and his smell of YSL cologne that made it on to every article of his clothing. Above all, I miss the little moments—laughing over a story from our childhood, watching TV on the couch, and grabbing a bite to eat.

Ryan would like to be remembered for how he lived his life. He was compassionate and kind—always worrying about the ones he loved more than himself. He never took more than he gave and was overly generous with his time and talents. Ryan was also a fighter. He was knocked down time and time again, but he always got back up. He refused to surrender to his disease and fought for his recovery until the very end.