Timothy Lanakila Gould
2 October 1970 - 7 May 2002 (31 years old)

Timothy sadly passed away from an overdose in 2002. He is greatly missed by his wife and children.

Buddy Green
29 December 1977 - 9 August 2004 (26 years old)

Tomorrow (29 Dec 04) would have been Buddy's 27th birthday...instead of a cake and gifts, I'll be releasing 27 helium balloons, each with a picture of him attached....the release will be from his gravesite. 

My heart is forever broken...heroin, cocaine, xanax, codeine, alcohol, marijuana.....it was all in his system according to the Medical Examiner. His mom and I found his lifeless body on August 9, 2004. Buddy had only two fears in his life: abandonment and being alone....now he is gone.....but never forgotten. Please visit his memorial website and get to know and see what a beautiful and special person he was.

Johnny Paul King
18 January 1966 - 17 March 2000 (34 years old)

Visit a site dedicated to him at: http://dying2gethigh.com/main.html 

The site was created by his sister and includes: her story, the funeral, addiction information and help, poems, angel friends (remembrance page), links to other sites and a guestbook.

Christopher John Love
Died: 27th September 2002 (31 years old)

The love of my life died in my arms in a graveyard. We had been hitting up together for five years. It was love at first sight, at the time I had no idea he was using. I soon joined in. It was not a junkie relationship, we loved each other so deeply. Our families knew that. He had the face of an angel, beautiful blue eyes and a smile that made us melt. He was 31 when he overdosed and was taken from me. I have some of his ashes and about a dozen photos of him, which I have put in a glass frame. Also a collection of love letters, a lock of his hair all in a special box. Three weeks after he died I had my last hit. Now 16 months later I'm still clean.

Chrissy my love for you will never die 

XX always

Suey, Mum Sue, son Tyran, sisters Cheryl and Sharon, Jenilee, Babs and all family and friends

Robert James Nunes
1981 - 16 April 2001 (19 years old)

Robby Nunes passed to a more peaceful life on April 16, 2001.  He had been clean for 7 months before the demon Heroin, once again grabbed him. Robby loved his girlfriend, Ashley, his parents and his close buddies.  He also loved his souped up car, his guitar and his golf clubs. Robby had found God during his struggle.  Wait for us Robby.  Be now at peace in the love of God's eternal light. One tiny mistake cost the life of a  gentle and loving soul.  We will miss you and love you until we meet again.

Robby's story was sent in by his mother and can also be found on OurWall : www.ourwall.net  

Cheryl Dean
Born: 11 July 1979 - Overdosed: 5 October 1997

Cheryl was new in Centereach High School, Long Island, New York.  Cheryl was taking dancing lessons, playing soft-ball and she was in the Girl Scouts. She loves horses, deer and all animals, and wanted to become a Veterinarian.

Cheryl has two brothers Michael 14 and Billy 17. She liked the group Smashing Pumpkins. She was 16 and a senior introduced her to heroin. She tried a rehab but never completed it.

When she turned 18 she went into cardiac arrest after using a nebulizer machine to ease breathing problems, brought on through asthma which she only got when she used heroin. The emergency services took too long to respond and didnt have a defibiliator machine with them. Cheryl consequently suffered from an anoxic brain injury on 5 October 1997. She turned 24 on the 11 July 2003. Cheryl still cant walk, talk, move her legs or arms and is blind and on a feeding tube.  She has been this way for the past six years. She also has severe spasticity. Even though she did not die, I still feel as though I have lost my beautiful daughter. Or did I really lose her the day she started using heroin. I visit her every day in a nursing home and she does smile when I come to visit her, but I'm not sure she knows who I am or who she is. 

Cheryl's story was sent in by her mother and can also be found on OurWall : www.ourwall.net  

Martin Millanie
Died: March/April 2003 (19 years old)

Sadly missed by his mom, brother (Matty), little lee gallear, wayne birde, owen jackson and everyone else that knew him. He is badly missed.

May he rest in peace

Justin "Bub" Britt
24 December 1980 - 30 August 2002 (21 years old)

I lost the love of my life on 30th August 2002 to heroin addiction. We had both started using 1 year and 3 months earlier, after the birth of our second daughter. His sister and her boyfriend had been using too and that's who introduced it to us. We both struggled to get clean and eventually the addiction led us to grow apart. He had kicked the habit for 2 months in June 2002 and stopped talking to me because I wouldn't/couldn't get clean. Then he started coming back around to see our 2 daughters and the night before he died I'm the one who suggested we get a bag and split it. We ended up getting 3 all together and he did 1 1/2 before passing out; I did about 3/4 of one bag and put my oldest daughter to bed. I was laying in bed right next to him and even tried waking him up, but for the most part he was a heavy sleeper. Still, I should have known something was wrong, but I didn't.  The next morning at 8:00 a.m. I woke up to a blue and cold, lifeless body next to me.  Now, I have to raise 2 beautiful girls alone. I will have to tell them about their father because they are too young to remember anything about him. Even after he died I kept on using, though not as much as I had before. Now, I have been clean for 1 month. I know it's only the beginning to a long road of recovery, but I have at least taken the first step. I want anyone who knows someone struggling with addiction or is struggling with addiction themselves to get help - no matter what it takes to get clean or help a loved one get clean do it now!!!! Because (as in Justin's case) tomorrow may never come!!

Jesse
Died: 3 January 2002 (22 years old)

Jesse was 22 years old when he died. He had been fighting with his heroin addiction for a few years. We started doing it together, and in a short amount of time we were completely strung out. It tore us apart and I continued on and away from him knowing I had to do anything and everything to get more. We both continued apart on our road to hell and he didn't make it to the other side. He died on January 3,2002. I continued to use but now have 7 months clean. Even though he thought he could never amount to anything and that no-one cared about him I just want him to know that I have always loved him and still do. Their is not a doubt in my mind that he could have been ANYTHING in this world, but heroin is more important to most. I love you Jess.
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Edward Danforth Ivey
October 1975 - December 4th, 2001 (26 years old)

Ed died of a heroin overdose after 3 months clean.  We both struggled to get clean, but Ed never made it.  He is so loved & so missed.  You will never, EVER be forgotten.  You touched my soul in a way that has never been touched.  You were, and are, my kindred spirit.  I will love you eternally.  Please send me a sign that you are ok.  I miss you so much it hurts me to my core.  Ed struggled with this demon of heroin for many years .. some might say it won the battle, but I say now he is truly free from this demon, something he just couldn't rid himself of here on Earth.  He is finally resting in peace, although he was taken WAY too soon.  We had plans, we had a future.  I'll see you on the other side, my love.  I await for you to enter my dreams...please let me see you once more.

Ed, I wrote this poem for you shortly after we got together.

To Ed Ivey

You stepped into my life,
when I was feeling down.
Not about life,
just all the materialistic people around.

Michael Warren Greene, II

22 February 1970 - 3 January 2003 (32 years old)

Michael spent his entire adult life attempting to fight his demons.  He lost that battle and died of a cocaine/heroine overdose.

He never believed he was loved.  He never believed he measured up.  HE NEVER BELIEVED. 

There are so many times through the day and through the night that he is always on my mind.  He is with me more now than he was when he was alive.  I only hope and pray that now that he is at rest, he knows how much he truly was loved and how much he will always be missed.

Michael, I miss you.  I love you. I know that when the time comes we will be together and I will see that you truly did win the battle.    

My Love Always, Your mom  

Karen Louise Ledingham

1971 - Monday 11th March 2002, 5:45pm (20/21 years old)

This is how I want to remember you Karen, your brothers Simon & Leon, Kevin and myself miss you so very much.

In my heart you will always be,
Singing, Laughing, Constantly,
Always happy, never a frown,
Never low, never down,

No cross words,
No words of sorrow,
No thoughts of today,
No thoughts of tomorrow,

Flying high against the wind,
Soaring, sweeping,
Never weeping,
Not knowing where, not knowing when,
This crazy life will ever end.

Keep smiling Karen,
Love you too
All my love mom

Seventy eight of Karen's friends turned up to remember her at Lighthouse Lunches, St Mary's Community Center, Gibbet Street, Halifax, West Yorkshire.

She touched so many hearts, she will be sadly missed not only by her family but by everyone who knew her

Layne Staley

22 August 1967 - 19 April 2002 (34 years old)

Lead singer and guitarist from rock band 'Alice In Chains', who had a number of hit albums including 'Facelift', 'SAP', 'Dirt', and 'Jar of Flies'

Sadly missed by a special friend as well as by all his fans

Richard Allen

12 May 1975 - 13 January 2002 (26 years old)

Leaving behind three beautiful daughters

"He came and touched all of us and will be sadly missed"

Rob Ward

24 years old

COME SEE THE SIGHTS by Rob Ward

Surrounded by a polluted sea

Lies a stone cold city, that some say is quite pretty

Many come from a distant land

To see the theater and art that is oh so grand

Downtown in Soho artists sip tea, while two men kiss freely

Wallstreet suits and poets collide

On the lower east side

Waiting in line for a fix, as a young boy pulls a trick

On Christopher Street

Ignoring the cop on his beat

In midtown starving souls rush in and out of Penn Station

Like frantic bees in search of a honey treat that does not exist

As a fourteen year old girl steps out of a car near the intrepid

Chewing gum, to rid the taste of stale cum

She misses her dog, left behind in Tennessee

To deal with her family's pain and misery

Uptown, plump wives stroll out of their cushioned walls

Watching a homeless man as he falls