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

He was my oldest son! He was sweet, tenderhearted and such an awesome Daddy!

So many wonderful memories of him. When his baby boy was born he was so excited to be a Daddy!

I will miss EVERYTHING about him. His laugh, smile, and his voice.

Being a wonderful Daddy and helping people and such a sweetheart!

Very loving, caring and willing to help everyone he could. 

The smile on his face when he found out he was going to be a father. 

His smile, his laughter, his wittiness, and his love. 

As a caring and loving person. 

Martin was a great man, chivalry existed in his heart. He shared his love with whoever was willing to receive it. He told you how he felt when he felt it. He was a family man

Laughing and joking all the time

His beautiful personality

Like someone who have life his all

Could never shake this monkey off of his back...

Valen

The what could have, should have, beens as far as the void his death caused a young 9-year-old, his only child, his daughter...

Hart of Gold

This was the father of my children. He was gone too soon.

Singing elvis songs to my belly when I was pregnant with our kids.

My kids being able to call or see him.

Happy, strong, wild

Shannon was an incredible person with a heart of gold and a Copenhagen smile. His laugh was contagious. He would offer anyone the shirt off his back, and he never met a stranger. The best big brother a girl could ask for.

His niece was 3 and really loved Monster High dolls. McDonald's had a series of Monster High toys in the kids meals and she had all of them but 1. Shannon called all the area McDonald's, asking for this one toy, and didn't stop until he found it. He surprised her with the entire display of all of the toys and made her day.

That smile. That laugh. Him calling me his little "sissy". The phone calls that, when he was sober, would last for hours. The surprise visits and calls.

I work in mental health, and run a 28-day inpatient substance abuse program. My husband and I also have 4 sober living homes for men. I will forever carry him with me as I work to help others fight their addictions, and share his story, to help them, where he could not find the strength to overcome. His name will be carried within me forever.

She never met a stranger and she would feed anyone. She would give you the shirt off her back. She had a huge heart.

Her standing by my wife on our wedding day. I’ll always cherish that. We loved to dance at the grocery store.

Messing with her. She would always brush of anything crazy you said and it was so funny, I can hear her say your sick..

A good person with a big heart that could cook and loved her kids and grandkids.

My son was so family oriented thats all he wanted was to be with his family. He loved everyone. His smile would brighten a room. He loved to be happy..

My son was so proud of me he wrote me and told me..

Hearing his voice and his smile..

Great father son and brother

He had a smile that lit up any room he walked into. He was kind, loyal, had a big heart. He was my best friend, my guy, my person my reason for loving. He saw beauty in the smallest things and in everyone. He is missed so much and will be forever

There’s so many of them. He was my singing partner we could finish each other’s sentences and bust out into random song and we were in sync. He sang Black Betty one day after showering and put on the best performance of my lifetime. We would go to Sonic and sit there for hours just talking and laughing. He was and still is my heart, my sunshine, my light.

Everything.. His smile, how much he cared, his touch, his corny jokes, him whistling lol

As a guy who loves hard even through all the hurt he carried he still found reasons to smile

Danielle was one of 4 children. She was my 2nd, and the one most like me. She was extremely popular with everyone and was a beautiful and vivacious girl from middle school on. She met her soul mate at 16 and they had 5 beautiful children by the time she was 26. They were almost 1, almost2, almost 3, and almost 4, and 9 at the time of her death on February 21st 2020. She doted on her children and her and their dad were together all the time. She knew about drugs and stayed away from them all her life until that last year. Unfortunately, on a night when none of the kids were home, she tried it one last time and it ended her life. She had a funeral with a two-hour line out the door at the wake. She had so many friends and she was such a presence. Matter of fact she was me at that age. She had my name tattooed over her heart at 18 and named her last baby Julien (my name is Julie) instead of using an a like it's normally spelled. Her story is in a book called Not in Vain, Mothers stories of their children's fight with the drug epidemic, by Bobnie Ziemer. She has a site on Forevermissed.com. Her name is Danielle Lafrance. If one person's life is saved by reading her story, I'll know I did right.

She was loud, full of life, beautiful like a model, and had an attitude and knew what she wanted. She loved her kids and family, loved social media, and being with friends. She is going to be remembered by all the pictures and videos I have of her as three of her children were too young to remember her. She was someone special and loved her children more than anything. She was going to be a nurse like her older sister. And her soulmate of 10 years is now like my son and we are working together to get things right for the children.

She loved her children so much.

Everything.

My hubby and dad to my 2 boys. The grandfather of their children. The love of my life for 30 years plus.

He loved his karate, his drawing, his boxing his family. He done so much for everyone in both sides of the family. He loved handball and playing with the kids. Loved to laugh and be silly.

I miss his smile his laugh the way he used to cuddle and always help out everyone. The holiday help his cleanliness and his artitistic ways. His singing and his dance moves.

He would love for everyone to be happy, stay clean and sober and grow up peacefully helping each other in times of need. Laughing and loving, bonding and creating loving and lasting new memories.

My daughter Tara was a kind, loving woman. She loved helping other's. She was a awesome Mom. Loved her brother and sister. She loved animals. She will be missed forever. She was so much more then her addiction.

The was she laughed and joked around. And the time she was 8 years old and found a magazine and ordered 4 duck's in the mail. We kept them for 4 weeks. Lol not for a house in the city. So we found a nice farm with a pond and they lived happily ever after. She was such a fun sweet girl.

Her laughter. Her smile. The was she made every holiday special for me and her daughter.

For her kindness. Her fun loving spirit. She was so much fun.

Eric was a self taught musician. He started off playing the drums, but taught himself to play guitar at a young age. He became lead guitarist in local band HangOver and previously Vent. He was so talented and had a photographic memory.

Dancing with my brother at my wedding to Guns N Roses November Rain.

His jokes, his personality, his love for music, horror movies, kids and playing his guitar. His love for animals

By being a self taught guitarist and having a big heart

A caring little ball of fire. She loved fiercely and was always trying to make you smile. She was everyone’s cheerleader.

Memories are so hard to choose. I loved when we were little kids and she would always take care of me. As we got older she taught me to sing and she would always tell me to sing with my gut. She was my big sister. One of my best friends and biggest critic.

I miss hearing her voice. Listening to her tell me that she loves me bigger than the sky, just like our mother did. I miss watching and hearing the way she would talk to her daughter and seeing her growing into the mother she wanted to be. She loved being a mom.

Remember her for her caring soul, her love for anyone she came in contact with. She was such a people person and wanted to fix so much for everyone. Remember her for the love she had for her sweet baby girl. Being her mother was her favorite title. Also, her passion for cheer. She may have stopped cheering back in high school. But she was still everyone’s cheerleader.

Loved working on cars and spending time with the grandkids. Always had a smile. If you were sad he'd make you smile with his silliness. Very loving , caring , and generous to everyone he meet.

Watching him hold our first born grandson when he was in NICU

Having to watch the grandkids grow up without him.

His love and compassion for everyone. If someone needed help he'd always lend a hand if he could. Never asking anything in return.
Also the unconditional love he showed our children and grandchildren.

Dean was one of a kind. He always put a smile on your face and had you laughing. He was clever in the most extraordinary way. He was the first one to look out for someone and stand up for them. He loved his family and always made you feel protected.

I cherish every moment I had with Dean. His absence now is ever present. You always knew Dean was there. He had the ability to light up a room. In any given day I relive things we did, conversations we had, and places we went. Sometimes just the normal everday things are the best memories. I will always carry them in my heart.

I miss everything about Dean, the good and the bad. He was my son, my first born. He is irreplacable. I miss him every moment of every day. I love him unconditionally and always have.

I think Dean would like to be remembered by how he lived life and how he made you feel. He was fearless and fun. He worked hard. He played hard. He made sure you knew he loved you.

He was always happy and oh how he loved the Lord. He had 3 brothers,1 sister and a son who will never be tge same. He had a laugh that would makes us all crack up. He cared for the broken and was always giving to the ones less fortunate.

When he had his son and to see the love in his eyes for his baby boy.

Everything but mostly hearing him come thru the door say Momma Dukes.

Mike wanted to be remembered for his love of family and God