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

Our second son. Born on his maternal grandfather's birthday, who passed away in 1988. So musical. So emotional. So loved.

She had a smile for days. Her laugh was infectious. She had the best personality and a heart of gold.

Who she could've been.

She would love to be remembered by how amazing her kids are.

Caleb had an adventuresome spirit all his life. Skateboarding was his passion but he excelled at every sport he tried. A lover of animals, a sharp dresser, a loyal friend, a beautiful son & brother.

I have so many memories but my favorite is 2 yr old Caleb hugging me hard when I was sad..no words, just a deep, loving hug.

Everything. Absolutely everting .

I think Caleb would want us to live our best lives for him. To be as adventuresome and loving as he was & to always take care of each other.

He was my protector when we were young, my big brother. He always had my back. We fought addiction together, only I made it out alive. My heart is broken that I will never hear his voice day "Hey Sis" again

He had a way about him, handsome, genuine, and creative he just had a way that touched Others. It was as though he dazzled people.

He drove up in his beautiful silver Jaguar and walked over to me and all his cousins sitting outside waiting for him. His smile, his easy way, made everyone fall in love with him.

Just spending time with him.

His genuine warmth and love of people and animals. He loved the finer things in life, skiing in Aspen, hiking, Jaguars, wearing beautiful clothes, fine dining and art.

She had a contagious laugh

She was caring

My baby could light up a room with her smile.

Hearing “I love you Mommy”

Kind heart, contagious smile, warm laugh, nature lover, animal advocate, always willing to help.

His hugs, his laugh and his smile. He was always there to help us or anyone who needed it.

A great dad to his children and loved by everyone who knew him.

Mike was an Amazing, hard working, silly, wonderful, loving man. He loved to make me laugh. He gave the best hugs. The kind of hug that makes you feel loved.

When he took off work, and took me out to an early dinner for vmy b-day. Then we went to the lake and watched the sunset. That's where he asked me to marry him

His hugs, his laughter, his smile, his amazing eyes, his kisses, our walks on the beach, cuddling in bed, the sound of him saying "I Love U. The life we were meant to have.

For being the life of the party, For His compassion, charisma, wanting more time with family. That he finally wanted to settle down, and get married. For Love of life. Fur being a hard worker. For being the amazing man he was.

He was the best big brother! He was hilarious and had a huge heart. Very loving to everyone he loved,especially his 3 baby girls. He left a huge hole in all our hearts.

When we would scout for deer and once we saw the biggest buck I've ever seen since. We just stopped and watched not saying a word. I'll never forget that.

His big heart and that sense of humor.

By being a good dad and loving his family with all his heart. He didn't mean to leave us.

My brother was a big man with an even bigger heart

Riding in his truck singing together, going to meetings, there's so many

I miss his encouragement. I miss him cheering me on and pushing me to be better

Just remember him for the way he loved everyone, his kindness and generosity

Robert was a gentle giant. He was a born leader. He our youngest son. He could do anything. He along with his brother Eric played music together. They were both so talented. Eric died just 8 months after Robert. They were always together.

Sadly Robert spent much of his young life in jail, boot camp and prison. In boot camp he worked so hard and did so well. Hr enjoyed doing the marching. I loved seeing him happy. If only he could have stayed away from drugs, if only I understood his addiction.

Everything. Watching him play guitar, getting his huge hugs and seeing him smile. You can hear his music along with his brother Eric's on YouTube. I want them to be remembered.

As a loving person, he would have made a great husband and father. The world lost a beautiful young man. We lost our baby boy.

So special, so kind, so talented. He played both the guitar and harmonica. You can find some of his music on YouTube.

Eric was our middle son. He was loved by everyone. He was very sensitive and was caring. He bought me flowers from a street vendor for Mother's Day. He struggled with his addiction and saw buying the flowers as also helping someone else.

Everything! His music, his sense of humor, his hugs!

As a good person with a huge heart. His heart is now beating in someone else. He gave the gift of life!

She is my sister. She was my friend. She was their mother..We loved her soo much.

I was in second grade n she was in third grade and my grandma used to make are costumes for bnb the school plays..We always looked great..she was a Tigarlilly n shes are Angel..

Her smile..And holding her hand while she pooped.

As a soldier..Gang Gang...R_M-A

She loved angels and now she is our angel. She would help anyone had a huge heart and would keep any secret u ever told her. She was the best mother and never judged anyone. Had the most beautiful blue eyes and ill always remember her bangs as well!

My favorite memory of her was when my son (her grandson) got hurt and was crying she just wanted to soothe him so she asked what could she do to make him feel better and stop crying at that moment she also hurt herself somehow and she yelled"shit!" Which she never really cursed in front of the kids my son started laughing hysterically so she said "oh that makes u feel better?" And started saying a whole bunch of lil cuss words he was consumed in laughter and so was I. Ill never foget that moment

Her laughter and generosity and just calling her and talking 2 her about any and everything. She always made me feel better and always looked at the good even in the bad.

By being a good mother and to know her kids miss and love her! And i think just to know how much we miss and need her. That she was perfect exactly how she was!

He loved life, he loved his family.. I loved how much he loved me... He battled addiction for a long time.. It was such a strong demon in his life. I lost him this past August to overdose.

The day i met him was the best day of our life! Every day with him is my favorite memory!!

I miss everything about my Wade.. The way he loved my cooking, even when it was horrible! Lol. I miss him cuddled up next to me.

He will always be remembered as the great love of my life.. He saved me. He showed me how to love..

My brother was one of kind. His intelligence and work ethic was like no other. He had a heart of gold,would give his shirt off his back or his last dollar to you. He had his downfalls,but always managed. I always admired his many talents❤️

Our kitchen talks,and dinner time when we all would eat and spend time with each other.

The fact that he isn’t coming home. And I won’t ever get to talk to him again. We were all we had left with family. Just us.

Who he was. Honest and straightforward, and how caring he was.

Michael was a loving father, brother, son, uncle. He loved to hike, go fishing, camping, the races and most of all be with family. He was full of jokes and always made everyone smile and laugh. He was sober 9 months, until that horrible night.

My favorite memory is the week before he overdosed we went to breakfast that day and went hiking like every other Wednesday. I brought him to breakfast because he had been sober 9 months, It was the best day he was so happy he had been sober, we all were. He was so healthy he thanked me for being so supportive and loving him as much as I do. My best memories of him are he gave the biggest best hugs, he was my biggest supporter after my fiance was shot 2 years prior for myself and my kids. 💗

I miss the sound of his voice and laughter. His smile. The holidays are not the same they never will be without him here. I miss his jokes that always made us laugh and him coming over with the kids. I miss him playing basketball with my son and being there for my daughter after their dad died. I miss him in every way possible. I visit his grave multiple times a week 4 1/2 years later because I just want him back. I wish I could have saved him. He was doing so good until that 1 fatal night.

For his love for family. His loyalty. His huge heart, and his love. The biggest best hugs. The best brother, father, son, uncle anyone could ever ask for.