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Danielle cherished family, friends and life. She had her whole life planned out; her husband, number of kids, two dogs and would be a dermatologist, a career where she could help others but have time for her family.
Christi had just enrolled in college. She just began taking First Baptist Church shuttles downtown every Thursday to befriend the homeless. Just chit chatting with them and letting them know they had a friend. In her journals, she was determined to turn her life around and she started by helping others. She volunteered often for the M.U.S.T. Ministries to help set up their clothing shop for the homeless and the children's center. She helped cooked their meals. She helped do their laundry. She wanted to go into a field helping others. She would have changed at least one person's life, for the better, when they thought there was no more hope. She didn't show up last Thursday. She died.
In the months before she was killed, 21-year-old Anke Furber had been acting scared and she seemed to know she was in danger. Several days after Furber's charred remains were discovered in a small vineyard in Norcross, Anke's mom, Ria, found a note in Anke's desk at home in Marietta. In it, Anke seemed to foreshadow her own death. She wrote, "My parents would surely grieve the loss of their wonderful daughter whose craziness would soon lead to her slaughter". Ria isnt sure exactly when the note was written, but believes it was written in a close time frame to the actual murder.
At 22 years old, Levi had goals and ambitions of being a business owner, a husband and a father. He loved his family and friends with everything in him and would do anything for you. His shyness and manners we're a shining attribute to who he was. Unfortunately, Levi befriended someone who for nearly three years took advantage of his kindness and when asked to leave his home, he killed him. If he would have just walked out the door as asked, Levi would still be here today. We'll never know all the wonderful things that Levi would have accomplished, but we know he was a "Friend" till the end.
Ephraim was 21 yrs old when he prematurely transitioned to the other side. He was a very warm hearted young man. And was always available to help friends and family. As his cousin Ben said about him: "You can lay a 1,000. on the table and know completely that Ephraim would have never taken it". He spent most of his days at Antique World in Clarence , NY which was owned and operated by his Uncle. That was my sons world. A world he will no longer be able to participate in. He is sorely missed by his family and friends.
Mark suffered a brain injury at the age of 19 the night of a high school prom. Mark died at the age of 25. Life was hard for Mark, he lived an aphasic life. Mark struggled to relearn his alphabet and to speak again. Neuro rehab, drug rehab, jails, institutions and death. Mark was disabled and a fighter all at the same time. College, heavy equipment operator, volunteering were all part of these six years. Mark loved kids and wished he had one. Due to the selfish reasoning of his so called friends, Mark will never be able to achieve his dreams that he fought so hard for. Mark's struggle is over !! PEACE..........
His friends describe him as a kind, warm hearted, full of energy, always smiling, and a very silly young man. They also said that whenever Sean walked into a room that he had the ability lighting up the room because he was full of life and energy! He loved his dad, his mom, and his sister very much. He had a very special bond with his great grandma Efford and his great aunt Charlene whom also up in heaven with him. A warm hug from Sean was just another way that he showed his affection to his family and friends
When Cayte was in the middle school she was on the track team, she was a cheerleader for the Nor-Roc Vikings, she was on a soccer team, and she loved attending the dances at the Sad Cafe. When she went to high school, all of those activities stopped. The sad reason was because she was too old. All the kids have, once they reach high school, are the woods and the homes of friends when the parents are at work. If she had activities to do after school when she went to high school, maybe this wouldn't have happened.
From her birth to her passing Katty touched so many lives. Not only did her family have the joy of watching her grow from a 6 pound baby girl to a beautiful young woman, but so many others did as well. The lives she touched are too many to fathom. Her beauty and grace preceded her where ever she went. Her heart was made of fine gold and she cared for others always before herself. She was not just special to all of us but to the Lord who saw fit to call her home at such a young age. Her mansion was ready! When we think of Katty now we all can be at peace because we know she is with her Lord, never to face this harsh world we live in day to day. She is with us always when we remember her smile, her touch, and her kind words. We all had the pleasure of being touched by an ANGEL!
We want our son's name to be Remembered and to bring hope and joy out of something that has been the darkest and heartbreaking days of our families life. JP was very out spoken and we have decided to be that way on this site and to be his voice about the drug companies and the public official's that sit back and do nothing. If we could save one person from what our family had to go Through and is still going Through, it would be all worth it We will not stop until the truth gets out. We want his memory to live on.
Time has gone by so quickly and it seems like we haven't seen your face in forever. Our hearts are broken, our tears flow so freely and our souls feel empty. Michael, you left us with so many happy memories but the memories can never take your place. We know you and your uncle Sam are saving a place for those who cherished you the most.
Two weeks before he died, Chuck called me on the phone. He was excited to tell me he was joining the National Guard. He had begun to think about being a History Teacher. He planned to attend school after basic training. He also mentioned a new girlfriend. He was pretty crazy about her but wanted to give things a little more time before making her "meet the parents". Still, we made plans to meet for lunch once July wound down. He thought we might all get together and told me not to worry, he had a job and would help pay the check. The first time I met the young lady he was so crazy about was as she cried herself senseless over his casket. She laid a broken heart chain and necklace across his hands. She wore the mating half around her slender neck. Her courage in court helped to solidify the deal that sent a drug dealer to prison. I hope she, and Chuck's other friends, make the right decision and swear off drug use so we may never see their faces on these pages.
Everyone ever touched by Miranda. This will be a tribute to the life she lived. She was the most remarkable and inspirational woman I have ever known. I was in awe of my own daughter. Even as her mother, her beauty took my breath away, and as she walked this earth from her crawling stages to adulthood her beauty from the inside amazed me. Miranda loved about every living thing and each friend she had she made her relationship with them special and unique.
Jamie was a very loving son, brother, grandson, nephew, boyfriend and friend.. Most importantly he was the best father anyone could have asked for.. Even though he was only 16 when he was taken away from us from his so called friend, he did everything for his daughter and mother of his daughter  that he had asked to marry him when he turns 18.. Jamie was the type of kid that would take his shirt off his back for anyone that needs it..  Jamie died on April 23, 2008.. If only his so called friend (29 yrs old), his mother and the other people at the home called 911 instead of waiting 3 hours, he would still be here with us today.. Jamie's dad passed away Nov 2005 and he had a hard time dealing with loosing his father and could not believe he was gone.. Well now Jamie is at home with his dad..Until we meet again... I am proud of you my son..Love you always and forever, Mommy
Kaylin Marie Mathews was born on a Tuesday March 1, 1988. Kaylin was my oldest child and my only daughter. She could play the piano, guitar, and drums and loved to sing. She had been "spinning records" the last few years and loved to mix music. She had been working as a d.j. at the time of her death and was very good. Kaylin was an only child for 71/2 years. She has one brother and one sister. She was a talented writer. She made jewelry and she could draw. There was nothing that my baby couldn't do, if she wanted to. Kaylin was left to die in a ravine on June 30, 2008. She was found on July 1, 2008. Her date of death is listed as a Tuesday July 1, 2008. She was 20 years old. I miss her every second of every day. The world lost an amazing talent and an amazing young woman. I lost a part of my heart.
R.J. was truly a blessing in our lives. He was the kind of son that most parents only dream of having. He always respected and obeyed his parents and never got in trouble. RJ was never in trouble in his life RJ always called home to let us know where he was and when he would be home. When he was missing and we couldn't reach him on his cell phone, we knew immediately something terrible was wrong. This is a nightmare that no parent should have to go through and we are living it. Our concern is not what we are going through, but what our son had to go through in his final moments of life.
William Michael Grandchamp better known as Billy, was born Nov 7,1979. HE was a only child. Billy had many friends. Billy often told his friends that his MOM was his best friend. Billy liked to collect sports attire like jerseys and sports caps.Everything he wore had to match. He was meticulous with his clothing, car, and home. Although, Billy had no children of his own he loved children. He told me his greatest wish was to find a good girl and settle down and have a family. That seemed to be very important to him. Even at a young age he had a gift with children. Billy's friends have always commented on how good he was with their children and how their children loved him. Billy was loved by so many people. He had over 800 friends and family members at his wake. Billy will be greatly missed by all his family and friends.
Chase lived life spontaneously with the freedom of a butterfly – a free spirit & soul – no one could hold him down, except his baby girl. She was his LIFE. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for her, including getting clean. Chase was clean 1.5 yrs, after 6 months in residential rehab in New Orleans, continued with NA meetings, substance abuse group counseling, and sought out a Navy recruiter who told him all he would have to do to be eligible. He seemed to be on his way, until he fell off the wagon 12 days out of jail. Turning to heroin again to deal with stress was the mistake of his life. “Chase’s Story” is shared with you on his main page. Thanks for taking time to read it. Sincere and heartfelt thanks to the FDLFD Family for taking us under their wings. “They will sing me to them, and I will hear.” ~RIP Chase~4evrYng~1985-2009
Katelynn Lillian Porter, 16, of West Elgin, was killed in a car crash on Dunborough Rd. in Elgin County. “In loving memory of Katelynn Porter. 12/12/09. 9:40 p.m.” is written between two hearts on the roadside memorial, a makeshift cross. Porter was a student at West Elgin secondary school, where officials are trying to come to grips with the news of her death, especially so close to Christmas.
Tony passed away 10 days after his 16th birthday. He asked permission to spend the night at his friends and I told him yes. I told him" I love you" and he replied "I love you too Mom. Tony was the kid who wanted to make everyone laugh. He had such a wonderful sense of humor and a big heart. He would talk to his friends for hours trying to help them solve their problems. He was a loving big brother, and a wonderful son. He would help you with anything without even being asked. Tony was an extremely intelligent child. He was always placed in advanced classes. A week before he passed we received a letter from Columbine informing us that Tony was nominated to participate in their advanced English Program. He had a gift for writing stories.
She loved all things technical and mechanical with her older brother Ian and fashion and decorating days with her older sister Genevieve. She loved Gothic country art, the workings of the human body, video games, driving and her new tattoo machine. She loved swimming and surfing. She loved all things living and loved her dog Timpleton and her parrot Thermopolis. She had a strong heart and soul, was an independent and progressive thinker, open minded and a will power like no one else. Her favorite place to go was Barnes and Noble.
Vivianna Satterfield was 15 years old! Vivi was the type of young lady that put other people in front of herself. She would always say "Peace and Love".
Kelli Laine Lewis is my only daughter. Kelli died when she was 18 after attending a party hosted by 3 adults who offered a $5.00 entry fee to come and drink all you wanted. A pretty tempting offer for teens not old enough to buy alcohol.
Growing up – she had it all. She was smart and witty - she could come up with a jovial comeback in almost any conversation or situation. She wShe was smart and witty - she could come up with a jovial comeback in almost any conversation or situation. She was always photographing everything and always laughing. She had an infectious laugh, loud and squeaky, but incredibly endearing. Taylor was a huge fan of Tyler Perry’s Madea. She owned every play and knew every word to every gospel song in the plays. She would sing them at the top of her lungs to anyone that would listen. as always photographing everything and always laughing. She had an infectious laugh, loud and squeaky, but incredibly endearing.
He went out THE FIRST TIME to celebrate being "LEGAL" with a creep he considered a friend (even though we warned him this guy was not a true friend). My son did not drive so he was picked up about ten thirty. Even when it was obvious my son was having difficulties this creep brought him to his own house , which is 4 houses away for a few hours, and dropped him off here at home in the middle of the night WITHOUT KNOCKING OR CALLING OR WAKING US UP. We found Ben in his bed the next morning when we tried to wake him.

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Poems

Kaylin Marie Mathews

 


This is in memory of Kaylin Marie Mathews.
She is singing the song 'Hungry' in the background.

 

 

Butterfly  

What am I?
I wish I was a butterfly.
I'd fly and fly,
until I die.

by:  Kaylin Marie Mathews
January 2004


I found this in one of her journals.

 


Untitled  


A hidden secret

beneath my wings

a satin song

the wind seems to sing

And I just met
myself today
free and selfless
in every way


by:  Kaylin Marie Mathews
2005


 




Always July

The seasons are always changing,
Time is flying by.
The calendar says December,
But for me it is always July.

The lights twinkle on the tree,
Flashing red, green, and white.
Soon it will be Christmas,
But I will stay in July.

In a few months it will be spring,
The clouds will float through the sky.
I?ll see the flowers blooming
As I stay here stuck in July.

As the summer nears,
I will silently cry.
It will fast be approaching,
That dreaded month of July.

The leaves will then be falling,
On the ground all piled up high.
I will still keep on living,
Never escaping July.

~ Kim Lasater~ 12/10/2008 for my baby girl who was murdered in July.


 




I Used To...

I used to love this time of year,
The carols being sung.
The tree all decorated,
All the stockings hung.

I used to love this time of year,
Hot cocoa in a mug,
Watching Christmas specials
All cuddled nice and snug.

I used to love this time of year,
The gift wrap on the floor.
Happy children laughing,
A wreath hung on the door.

I used to love this time of year,
But since you went away,
My life has changed forever,
And I don't love it anymore.

~~Kim Lasater 12/02/2008~~


 



Tell Me Why

I'm not who I used to be, a little of me died.
On July 1, 2008 when my baby lost her life.
A heartless man, who cared about no one but himself,
Left my little girl alone, hidden without help.
Why didn't you just help her? I'll never understand.
How could you just abandon her? Explain it if you can.
Explain how you could carry her, and leave her all alone,
Instead of just helping her, so she could still come home.
Tell me how you took her dog, her Lady, Noodle Girl.
You dumped her far away from her, that dog was Kaylin's world.
Tell me how you drove away, not caring what you'd done.
Your actions took my child from me, and I am all undone.
I have died a thousand deaths, I'll die a thousand more,
Knowing that my baby girl will never walk through my door.
Tell me how you left her there, to die all alone.
Tell me so I can understand why my baby won't come home.


Kim Lasater (C) 11/12/2008


 




Frozen in Time

My child is gone,
My heart has stopped.
I can't go on,
Please stop the clock.

Please turn it back,
Oh please for me,
Until once again

My child I see.

I long once more,
To touch her face,
To hear her laugh,
Feel her embrace.

Now my life
Is full of grief,
I cry each day
There's no relief.

My child is gone
My heart has stopped
I can't go on
My child is gone.

Kim Lasater (C) 11/12/2008


 



In memory of my Kay Bear.


You Didn't Say Goodbye

Why did you have to leave?
You didn't say goodbye.
Why couldn't I protect you?
Why did you have to die?

As you slipped from this world,
Did you feel any pain?
Did you feel that you were fading?
Did you call my name?

When they left you
In the dark, alone
Did you cry out,
"Mama come and take me home?"

Did you wish for one more hug
Before you had to leave?
I'd give anything for one,
I can barely breathe.

I miss you more each passing day,
When will I awake
To find you laughing, standing there
This just a big mistake?

The grief comes pouring over me,
Each second of each day.
I do what I have to do,
but the tears stay in my way.

I want so much to see you,
To have you here to hold.
You didn't even say goodbye,
Why did you have to go?

Kim Lasater~~2008 (C)
In loving memory of my beautiful girl.



 




Back to the place of my birth
My whole self reinvented.
A metamorphosis into something
dark, yet beautiful.
A place that haunts my every thought.
A torture chamber for my already worn out soul.
Eyes filled to the brink,
are too proud to let go,
and as I emerge, a new and
changed individual,
I realize how far I've come.
They can't take me back
without a fight.

by:  Kaylin Marie Mathews
2004


 




I asked the winter
why it was so cold
so ancient so white
so bitter and old--

In whispering winds
it sent an answer to me
a vision of presents
under a Christmas tree --

Children playing
in a blanket of snow
snowmen and igloos
cups of warm cocoa --

I asked the winter
why it was so cold
so ancient and white
so bitter and old --

In whispering winds
it answered me
"That's what winter
is supposed to be."

by"  Kaylin Marie Mathews
2005
printed in her schools MoonDance.


 




Locked inside a crystal box,
I hide my dreams and fears.
It's filled with pictures,
crumpled notes,
Sealed closed with blood and tears.

Locked inside a crystal box
hidden, cobwebbed in deceit.
A tangled web of lies and pain,
Daydreams of my defeat.

Locked inside my crystal box,
My heart is melted wax.
I'll bolt its lock and hide the key,
My crystal box of past.

By:  Kaylin Marie Mathews
2006


 

 
A Tear

Sad water raining
down
A deep, stained path
it travels...
Down my cheek it falls
burning...
Etching it's trail into
my skin...
A Tear.


By Kaylin Marie Mathews
2005


I found this poem as I was looking through some of her things.


 


Written by Kaylin's Friend
Amanda

Never Gone / Amanda

The sky looked like your eyes today

That perfect shade of blue

The clouds looked just like candy

I'm sure you did that, too

I hear your laughter in the wind

Feel your warmth under the sun

Your spirit runs forever free now

Because your job on Earth is done

I see you still in everything

Your beauty runs free and wild

I'll forever feel your joy

In the giggles of a child

You were needed elsewhere

For reasons beyond your control

Even though your leaving

In my heart, it left a hole

I'll love you forever, no matter what

Your spirit lingers on

And ever since that fateful day

You're not here...but never gone

Amanda Gunter~~ In memory of her best friend Kaylin


Chasing Clouds

 

I spend my daydreams, chasing clouds

Forever looking for you

Hoping, praying the next one

Is the one you're looking through

I spend my life, chasing stars

In hopes that I'll find your eyes

Even though you're not here now

Your memory never dies

I look forward to Heaven or whatever it is

Moreso everyday

Then I'll be with you forever

No one can take that away

Wait for me, sweet angel

For it may be years

Until we'll hug again

And shed only happy tears

Until then, I'm chasing clouds

For my Lucy in the Sky

And even though you're gone now

I won't ever say goodbye

Goodbye means forever

So I won't say it ever

I'll continue chasing clouds

Until the day I die

Forever chasing clouds

For my Lucy in the Sky

 

Amanda Gunter~~written in memory of her best friend Kaylin

 


 

 



 

I lost my child today.
 People came to weep and cry,
 As I sat and stared, dry eyed,
They struggled to find words to say,
To try and make the pain go away,
 I walked the floor in disbelief,
I lost my child today.

 I lost my child last month.
 Most of the people went away,
 Some still call and some still stay.
 I wait to wake up from this dream.
This can't be real.
 I want to scream.
God, help me, I want to die
I lost my child last month.

 I lost my child last year.
Now people who had came, have gone.
 I sit here and struggle all day long.
To bear the pain so deep inside.
 And now my friends just question, Why?
Why does this mother not move on?
 Just sits and sings the same old song.
 Good heavens, it has been so long.
 I lost my child last year.

Time has not moved on for me.
 The numbness it has disappeared.
My eyes have now cried many tears.
I see the look upon your face,
"She must move on and leave this place."
 Yet I am trapped right here in time.
 The songs the same, as is the rhyme,
 I lost my child.......Today.

Netta Wilson ~~1996

 


I lost my child today.
 People came to weep and cry,
 As I sat and stared, dry eyed,
They struggled to find words to say,
To try and make the pain go away,
 I walked the floor in disbelief,
I lost my child today.

 I lost my child last month.
 Most of the people went away,
 Some still call and some still stay.
 I wait to wake up from this dream.
This can't be real.
 I want to scream.
God, help me, I want to die
I lost my child last month.

 I lost my child last year.
Now people who had came, have gone.
 I sit here and struggle all day long.
To bear the pain so deep inside.
 And now my friends just question, Why?
Why does this mother not move on?
 Just sits and sings the same old song.
 Good heavens, it has been so long.
 I lost my child last year.

Time has not moved on for me.
 The numbness it has disappeared.
My eyes have now cried many tears.
I see the look upon your face,
"She must move on and leave this place."
 Yet I am trapped right here in time.
 The songs the same, as is the rhyme,
 I lost my child.......Today.

Netta Wilson ~~1996
    

  




















 

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