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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.
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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
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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.
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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~~
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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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
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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.
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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
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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.
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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
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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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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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